The Most Lord

Chapter 269 Interview

Early the next morning, Allen had breakfast and sat in the lobby of the Lord's Mansion early, waiting for the interviewer to arrive.

After a night of thinking, Allen decided to bring the three performance forms of cross talk, sketch and drama from his previous life to this world. Of course, if someone with special skills is found during the interview process, acrobatic performances can also be added.

Whether cross talk and sketches will be successful or not, Allen has no idea, but drama performances have unique advantages in this world.

The interviewers had already formed a long queue outside. After Allen announced the start of the interview, people flooded into the City Lord's Mansion full of excitement. Under the command of the guards, a long queue formed at the entrance of the hall again.

Accompanying Allen for the interview were Lux, Riven and several other heroes who had no missions, as well as the official Brent who was in charge of the celebration performance.

The first person to come in for an interview was a young nobleman. Although he was not outstanding in appearance, he was quite decent. After the young man entered the room, his face was indifferent.

Meet the Lord Lord.

The young man informed Alan of his name and bowed to Alan.

Are you here to audition for an actor? Or do you have a skill? Allen asked.

Actor interview.

Allen thought for a while: If you suddenly got a million gold coins, that kind of ecstatic expression, you can act it out.

The young man nodded, then stood there quietly with a smile on his face.

After a long time, Allen urged: You can perform.

My lord, I'm already performing.

ah?

The young man smiled faintly: Money is like floating clouds to me, even if a million gold coins are placed in front of me, I still have this indifferent expression.

Allen's forehead went dark, and he continued to ask the question: If you encountered a legendary beast rushing towards you, what would you do? Perform it.

The young man nodded, stood there calmly, and looked ahead.

But the legendary giant beast shouldn't be enough to scare you, so you are so calm? Allen asked.

The young man nodded with a smile: Your lord is wise.

Allen understood, this kid is here to make trouble!

Come on, catch him and chop him up. Allen ordered to the guard beside him.

Obey!

The two guards beside him took the order, striding towards the young man with a ferocious look.

Seeing the two guards walking towards him, the young man's face changed drastically. He wanted to pass the test easily with his indifferent performance, but why did he get killed!

My lord, please forgive me, please forgive me! The young man knelt down on the ground, begging with snot and tears, not calm anymore.

Allen looked at him and smiled slightly: Why, are you not calm now?

Go on, you won't pass the interview!

Thank you, Lord Lord, thank you, Lord Lord! The young man hurriedly thanked and ran out in a panic.

Allen shook his head. It's unreasonable for this kid to make fun of himself.

Next.

I interviewed several people in a row, but none of them satisfied Allen. The performances of these people were all so stiff that they didn't know what acting was. Allen also knows, and he can't blame these people, because there is no such profession as an actor in this world.

Later, Allen had to lower his requirements, and as long as their acting skills were passable, they were allowed to stay for a while and wait for the second round of interviews.

At noon, Alan and the others had a hasty meal and continued the interview.

The city lord's mansion is also responsible for the lunch of the interviewees, which also didn't make them hungry.

Next.

Following the loud shout of the guard at the door, an old magician wearing a shabby magician robe with two or three patches on it walked into the hall.

The old magician looked to be in his early sixties, with white beard and disheveled hair, and a beard that hadn't been taken care of for a long time. He looked very down and out. The magic wand in the old magician's hand was also extremely worn out, and it started to reflect light when it was bare.

Allen felt a little bit, the strength of the old magician is only level one, such an old level one magician, it can be seen how bad the talent of the old magician is!

I'm afraid it's just a little bit better than ordinary people, barely capable of practicing magic.

Fire magician, Anthony, meet the lord and all the lords.

The old magician walked into the hall and saluted Alan, Lacus and others respectfully.

Master Anthony, I don't know if you are here to interview an actor, or do you have a skill? Allen asked. The reason for using the word you is out of respect for the elders.

No matter rich or poor, elders in their sixties are worthy of respect.

Anthony chuckled, his voice a little hoarse: It's a skill, I'm here to make a fool of yourself in front of the lord.

Anthony was also worried about whether his skill would be recognized by the lord.

As he has shown, he is not doing well. Anthony is sixty-three years old this year, and a sixty-three-year-old first-level magician would not be accepted by a lord with a little strength. Some small lords would accept Anthony's refuge, but Anthony didn't want to spend the rest of his life in a poor small territory.

So he started wandering around, relying on his own skills to perform around, but he can also earn the expenses needed for life, but life is a bit tight.

Yesterday, he was performing his unique skills in a small village near the city of Nice. He suddenly heard the news that the lord was recruiting people with special skills to perform, so he came to try his luck.

Then ask the old mage to perform. Allen said.

Anthony nodded, and slowly stretched out his right hand. On the palm of his hand, a fireball slightly bigger than a fist appeared out of thin air.

Just when everyone was a little confused and felt that releasing a fireball was a skill, the fireball in Anthony's palm suddenly began to change.

The fireball changed for a while in Anthony's palm, and finally turned into a flaming bird. The bird's eyes, mouth, legs, and every feather on its body were all lifelike and vivid! If people hadn't seen the formation of this flaming bird with their own eyes, they might have mistakenly thought it was a living flaming creature!

What is even more surprising is that the flame bird uttered two soft chirps, waved its wings and began to fly around Anthony. Every movement of the flame bird's wings is no different from that of a real bird, and it can't be seen that it is controlled by humans at all!

What a strong ability to control fire! Beside Allen, Lux couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, Even that guy, Brand, is probably slightly inferior in fire control ability compared to this old mage.

The Brad that Lux spoke of was naturally one of the most powerful fire magicians in Valoran, the vengeful flame soul Brand.

Allen nodded: That's right, I'm afraid legendary magicians can't control magic to this level. No matter how strong Anthony is, he can be called a master of fire control.

However, what was even more shocking was still to come. After Anthony transformed into a flame bird, a ball of fire rose again in his palm, and then began to transform.

A vivid flame bird appeared again, and its shape was completely different from the first bird.

Then came the third, fourth, fifth...

In the end, nine flame birds with different shapes flew up and down around Anthony, making soft chirps.