Before he was crowned king II

Sean looked down at the theatrical theater—Santa Via Theater—under the bright lights.Watching theater is a pastime only for the rich. This theater with the longest history in Santa Via is naturally located on the busiest and most luxurious Syndra Street in the capital.

At this time, he was standing on the three-storey stand, and he could see the panorama of the five "observation platforms" of the theater when he lowered his head. altar……

Apparently, they'll have a fantastic religious drama here just a little later.

"What a coincidence,? "The Light Saints Drama" is not my favorite taste." Mars put his hands on the railing of the stands.

"Do you need me to discuss changing the repertoire?" Sean asked.

"Forget it, coming here is a temporary decision." Mars raised his chin forward, "Look, what's more, those ladies in robes are looking forward to the next performance."

The front row of the stage was indeed surrounded by many women, their faces were covered by large white robes, and everyone wore sterling silver cross ornaments around their necks.

Although they couldn't see their faces, they could tell that they were very young, because the real old nuns all wore black robes, while those who wore white robes were all apprentice nuns who were still studying in the Novice Academy.

"Perhaps there is an activity in the primary school." Sean thought for a while and said.

"Not necessarily." Mars withdrew his gaze, shook the wine glass in his hand, "A real nun would not smear such thick lead powder on her face. Probably to find prey. Many nobles like to prohibit desire place for thrill seekers.”

It was almost time for the voice to fall,? Just a "trainee nun" and a noble man with a cane walked away.

"You are right,? They are nuns in disguise." Sean turned his head and asked casually, "Have you also sought excitement here?"

Mars froze.

"I really like to enjoy the thrill of excitement, and my religious beliefs are not deeply rooted. But usually I don't come here much, about two or three times a year."

Mars raised his right eyebrow slightly, "It's a pity they didn't seize the opportunity to arouse my interest."

Sean looked down and smiled slightly: "If they hear you say that, they should regret it."

"So, opportunities are obtained by self-discovery." Mars' eyes gradually darkened, and the young man around him seemed to have some kind of magical power, so that he couldn't easily move his gaze away.

How good-looking can a man be?In Mars' view, from his aesthetic point of view, women's body structure should crush men in all aspects. They are born with petite skeletons, delicate skin, and sexy curves. Those who have been regarded as "pets" since childhood It is difficult for the cultivated man to achieve that kind of soft and harmonious beauty at the most immature age.How could a man be more attractive to him than a woman?

However, being beautiful does not mean being attractive.Mars also didn't understand why he had such strong emotions for Sean Miller, maybe it was because he couldn't forget that scene.

It was at the most disheartening moment when Sheen walked by and said "I won't give you up".

He was obviously wearing a very inappropriate maid skirt, with an even more inappropriate serious expression on his face, but because of this, he felt an unprecedented throbbing in his heart.

"Xion..." Mars slowly bent down, and he couldn't help but want to get closer to the "lover" he had won so hard.

He doesn't want to hold back, he wants to kiss each other, as he believes in "opportunities are found and won by themselves."

All the lights in the theater were suddenly extinguished, the darkness took away Mars' sight, and then a strong white light hit the center of the theater, a man in missionary uniform was holding the red book "Bright Old Testament " slowly walked onto the stage.

Today's drama "Saints of Light" opened.

What a perfect timing.Before he had time to do anything, the nonsense drama began.

Mars's heart seemed to be stuck, neither up nor down.After struggling for a moment, he silently turned his attention to the drama on stage.

"What's the matter, Your Highness?"

"No, nothing," Mars said.

Sean didn't realize that His Royal Highness beside him was falling into some kind of self-irritation, and his attention was completely focused on this religious drama.

When he was a viscount, Sean had also watched "The Saint of Light". This religious drama mainly tells about a long, long time ago, a down-and-out man became the first believer in the world after he killed the devil. After countless trials and tribulations, he finally spread God's teachings all over the world and became the legendary "Saint of Light".

Today's version of "The Illuminati" performed by the St. Via Theater was a little different from the plot he had seen before.

For example, now, after the hero finishes writing the book "Bright Old Testament" under the fragrant flowers and green leaves, the plot should be a journey to slay the devil, but the scene on the stage jumps directly to the iron cage where the devil is whipped.

? "Soldiers, who is held in this heavenly prison? Tell me..."

"It's a beast that burns, kills, loots, and has no humanity!"

"That's right! According to the message of the messenger of the gods, the one locked in the cage of the bird is the devil who brings disaster!"

The male protagonist waved his snow-white long sleeves, and after a roaring cry, the red cloth covering the iron cage was suddenly pulled away by an invisible force.

"Oh my god, it's the sub-orc man." Someone under the stage gasped, while someone was startled by the scene in front of them and let out a cry of surprise.

The huge iron cage was filled with a few naked figures imprisoned. Some of them had tails, some had animal ears, and some had long hair on their bodies.

"It's really changed the script beyond recognition." Mars obviously also saw the difference in today's performance, "I actually went to get a few sub-orcs to perform."

"It should be because of the recent incident of the gray wall. They want to use it to come up with some new tricks." Sean said softly, "The theater also wants to cater to the mood of the public."

"Mobilizing emotions is what they are best at. After all, they rely on this to make money from the pockets of nobles."

Mars said lightly, "But this kind of drama has nothing to do with art."

"The gods told me that the suborcs are fallen human beings, a sinful race, they have gathered all the ills of human beings, and they are the people of demons.

People of the world, look!They are furious, and they will show their fangs at every turn, trying to tear other lives;

They are indulgent, will not restrain their desires, and their reproductive ability is comparable to that of domestic animals; they are greedy, and they are always ambitious to peek at the fruits of our harvest..."

The male host loudly counted the seven deadly sins of the sub-orc people on the stage, while the soldier next to him opened the cage and drove all the "sinners" out of the cage by pulling a hemp rope.

Sean glanced at the numb faces expressionlessly, and suddenly his pupils shrank.

Among these helpless "sinners", he found a very familiar face.

The sub-orc man who once disguised as a human being and went to school with him at the Magic Imperial Academy, was later reported by him for stealing the God Core and was arrested by the Gods of the Holy See of Light!Did he not die?

Sean's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he was about to observe the half-kneeling man on the ground again, he discovered that the far-reaching device that Parker had lost was hanging on the man's animal ear.

Kaisen... Isn't this simply a duplicate name?It turned out that the orc classmate who was his scapegoat back then was the captain of the Scarlet Vanguard who perfectly assassinated His Royal Highness Prince Fern.Sean's fingers tapped the railing lightly, and he felt a little bit of a coincidence of fate.

He looked down at the tall and strong body, and on the back alone, he could see several extremely serious scars, each of which was very close to the beating heart.

Being able to survive the fatal situation twice, it seems that this sub-beast named Kaisen is not only very lucky, but also much stronger than he expected.

Maybe try to save him once.Sean thought, it would be a pity to discard such an easy-to-use chess piece.

Thank you for your support, see you at 0 o'clock——

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感谢在2021-01-26?23:05:39-2021-01-27?12:56:33期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Mu Leng Hanqing? 1;

46818336, Yueyue, Shi Shaoyi, delicious dried fish, Nanqiao Jinxian, Yu? 1;

The baby is the most handsome, Zhu Xin, panting under the author's body, stopping for 10 bottles;

5 bottles of Jingyu, Ju Wufix;

snow? 3 bottles;

Calm? 1 bottle;