“……”

Lindsay sat in the shop, her eyes a little dazed.

The Walawala next to it is not much worse.

The two people in the store are facing a tangled problem at the moment - how to deal with Silude?

slaughtered directly, but as the other party wanted, it was really unpleasant.

But if you don't kill her, you can't just let her go.

As for leaving it to the art association......

The man on the ground closed his eyes:

"Inspiration, the most ruthless woman in the world."

"Let's go find Haruka!"

"I may not have come at the right time!"

Fimbull looked at the walawala in front of him, smiled and greeted:

Then he changed his words:

"But this guy, since he dares to attack the actors in our theater, there is indeed a need to investigate."

"I'm the favorite of the dead companion, you don't want me to save her, do you?"

Is this really worthy of this guy's sin?

At this time, Walawala asked Lindsay:

"Lindsay, have you figured out a solution?"

1. Two millennia......

"After a night of romance, I left all my attachments behind and never visited my brain again."

Click-

Seth's expression was serious:

“……”

The one that Fimble said was able to read the script of fate.

He stepped forward and carefully looked at the girl who had fainted:

"What did this guy interfere with to become like this?"

Lindsay looked tangled:

"Leave her here first."

"Aren't there professional writers in the Fimble Theatre? At least figure out how many sins this guy has committed, and then we'll make a final decision! ”

"So before you really make a decision, at least figure out how many evil things she's done."

Miss Fenleigh, from the next street, walked in with a big smile and greeted Lindsay behind the counter:

"Mr. Lindsay, you still have ...... here"

"Hilud? Fate backfires? ”

"The creation of genius requires an absolutely quiet environment, are you trying to ruin my new script?"

"yes, we're a little unsure of what to do with this guy right now."

So they rented a boat.

Facing the theater owner who used to take more care of himself.

"Very powerful essentia, at the same level as me, seventh stage."

"And this look...... I seem to have the impression that the genius playwright, Miss Hilud? ”

Lindsey and Valawala have an idea.

"Fimble, why did you come in?"

Fimbull said directly:

"For the next three months, I won't urge you to write any scripts!"

Lindsay and the two were led by Fimble.

Hear the name Hilud.

Lindsey and Valawala looked at each other:

"She's going to report it?"

A middle-aged man with a somewhat unkempt appearance was lying on the floor of the office.

Femble frowned slightly.

Come to a room on the inside of a theater ring.

"That guy Seth should be free now, let him take a look at this guy's bottom line."

It was midday.

Lindsey replied:

"Do you still remember the incident where the theater actor had a problem and abducted the Kuwaiti lady? The reason why all this happened was because it fell into this guy's script. ”

The room was littered with dismantled script pages, the windows were covered with thick curtains to block out the sunlight, and the whole room was filled with a rotten smell.

"Walawala, a seventh-order artist, how long can he generally live?"

Lindsay pushed the wheelchair and lifted Syrud up.

Set up Syrud and her wheelchair on the boat, and head south to the Blue Zone.

Fimbull has a subtle attitude:

Looking at the reaction of the man on the ground, Fimble shook his head and smiled:

"Okay, I'm not here to rush the draft."

For ordinary people, a hundred years is already the weight of a lifetime.

"Look at the script of life, but it has to pay a lot of price."

It can only be the man lying on the ground at the moment, staring blankly at the ceiling.

"Isn't this guy so weak that he's dying? If she dies on her own, it would be better if we didn't have to bother us to make decisions; If I don't die, I'll find a way to ...... then."

"I came to you today to ask you to help check this guy's life script. Hylut, remember? Once a genius creator. ”

Fimbull stepped forward and kicked the man in the left leg:

"Seth, if you say that, the new script should have a beginning?"

Top-notch theatres such as the Fimble Theatre naturally produce a group of writers of their own.

"You just have to look at what she's done in the past."

"So this guy can't suppress the desire in his heart and starts to attack people in reality?"

"Come on, let's go backstage."

Lindsey nodded and replied:

Bringing people directly to the theater on the street can be a little too ostentatious.

Valawala put away the previous jump, and greeted the posture of the juniors:

"It's been a long time, Mr. Fimble."

There are fewer performances in the theater, but many people are preparing for the festival again.

"You can't keep throwing people here anyway."

"But this time, I have something to trouble you, please take a look."

Just then, the door of Lindsay's shop was pushed open.

But for this kind of awakened person with a lifespan, making an inappropriate conversion is almost taking away one-tenth of his life.

"This is the first official meeting we've had since you left, Selena?"

"By the way, according to Haruka, I should call you Walawala now?"

“……”

So the man who entertained them in the reception room became the master of the theater, Fimble.

When Lindsay and Valawala arrived at the Fimble Theater, Haruka happened to be rehearsing and didn't have time to entertain her.

Fimble replied:

“……”

He used his skills to bring the state of the two young people in front of him, simulated the corresponding emotional changes, and quickly made an inference:

"Kuroshio Island, Fallen Artist?"

Miss Fenleigh saw Syrud lying on the ground, and her expression changed dramatically.

The man who was lying down opened his eyes and got up from the ground.

Walawala's voice landed.

“……”

Valawala replied:

"The artist of the seventh stage has become one with his essentia, heart, and soul. Not surprisingly, it is easy to live for a year or two, or a thousand years. ”

Finfbul's tone was even more confused:

"It's been decades since she appeared in the City of a Thousand Sails, how did you get her?"

"Look at fate, especially a strong person at this level. It didn't break my arm or leg, but it was ...... in the next month or two."

"What to do? It's impossible for us to turn ourselves in first. ”

When Fimbull saw the depraved artist who had passed out, his expression became subtle after a moment of recollection:

Before Lindsay could explain, she hurried out of the store, and then disappeared at the end of the street to the sound of distant footsteps.

Lindsey blinked.

In addition to buying scripts from well-known authors.

Seth immediately smiled, and the powerful essentia immediately spread out, enveloping the girl in front of him with his skills:

"If only you had said that earlier."

"Isn't that what this guy did before? I'll take a look at it for you! ”

(End of chapter)