"That's it, Mr. Elder..."

After Alukaqi came back to her senses, her white face turned slightly red in panic and shyness. After regaining her composure and showing the pastor's signature warm smile again, she told Ricken and Hans that they had visited the hotel in the afternoon, and

I asked her to convey what she said to me.

"I just had some free time a few minutes ago. I wanted to see if I could still catch up with Ms. Alius's performance and invite people to listen together..."

Having said this, Alukaqi glanced at Carlos lightly and continued.

"Unexpectedly, I heard the sound just now when I was halfway there. I rushed over and found Ricken and Hans lying on the ground. That's all I know."

After finishing speaking, Alukaqi blinked in confusion, as if she couldn't figure out why such a thing would happen.

"By the way, there should be another person, have you seen it?"

After listening to Alukachi's narration, for some reason, I felt a slight numbness in my scalp. I suppressed the inexplicable fear and continued to ask.

"If you put it like that, I did seem to see a beautiful girl with red hair standing on the stage holding a saxophone. Maybe she is what you call Ms. Aleus. She seemed to be in a daze there.

, I called several times but didn’t wake her up. Seeing that she was fine, I didn’t bother her.”

"..."

This...should I say this, I can't complain in any sense.

"Forget it, I understand the general situation. Sister Alukaqi, please take care of these people."

"No, they are not that serious. They just seem to be suffering from temporary convulsions and mental atrophy that they suddenly suffered a huge mental shock and were unable to adapt to it. They can recover quickly even without our help."

Alukaqi patiently explained it to me using very professional terms.

"Then I'll trouble you."

I nodded to everyone, and then hurried towards the source of the sound.

There are gradually fewer buildings around. The uneven stone road is full of sand and has not been cleaned for a long time. This is a remote corner of the city that has been forgotten by the Lugaoyin people. At most, only children will come here to play.

A little hide and seek.

Hans and the others probably chose this place because they didn't want to make a big splash, and they just held this concert for the audience as a small group. Before they fainted, they must have never imagined that this decision would actually save many people.

Getting closer, getting closer, and what appeared in front was an abandoned temple. It was said to be a temple, but it was actually small and pitiful. It was probably a place dedicated to the little god with an unknown name, and this god had already been worshiped by everyone.

Forgotten, even the small temple was abandoned. More than half of the entire temple building collapsed, leaving only half of the broken wall. The garden inside was overgrown with weeds, and there were no paths. The setting sun in the evening fell on this ruined building.

There is a desolate scene on the temple.

The only thing that's better is probably the square in front of the temple. It's called a square, but it's actually just a small flat area that can only accommodate a few dozen people. It was probably cleared by Hans and his friends as a venue, so the whole square is spotless, with legs crossed.

And it doesn't matter if you sit down.

Very good, I can already imagine the scene of the eleven people lying on the square, groaning in pain.

Looking further up, several white marble steps appeared in front of the square. The top was probably a small garden, but it had already turned into bushes. However, the exquisite marble floor in the center of the garden looked particularly clean. A small garden A small, long-dried fountain stood there.

Then, there was a beautiful girl who was dyed red by the setting sun, as if she had walked out of a painting, gently holding the saxophone, standing there, her glass-colored eyes were clear and blurred. Her waist-length red hair was like a flame. The dancing wind and the fiery red sunset formed an unforgettable and beautiful picture, which made people wonder whether the girl came out of the picture or whether she was sucked into the picture.

In a daze, I couldn't even tell for a moment whether the person standing there was a living person or a flawless goddess sculpture carved by an elf master. It only existed in dreams. It stood there unchanged forever, no matter how windy it was. The wind and rain, and the passage of time, cannot damage her beauty in the slightest.

Damn it, what’s wrong with me?!

I was tapping my head lightly, confused.

Just for a moment, I was actually fascinated by this stupid fujoshi?

No, I will never admit it.

Alius was holding the saxophone, and it seemed that his posture had never changed from the moment the performance ended. He kept the retraction gesture, gently hugged the saxophone in his arms, showing an extremely intoxicated look, as if There were countless colorful stars surrounding her.

"..."

The dangerous aura that still lingered around the square was in stark contrast to the warm aura emanating from Aleus, which made me involuntarily start a cold war.

At this time, all you need to do is send her blessings silently, and then gently wave your hand without taking away a single cloud.

The translated meaning of this sentence is - if I call her sex now, maybe this saxophone killer who has no idea that he has killed eleven comrades will be excited to hold a solo concert for me.

Therefore, let her continue like this, and she will probably wake up in the morning of the third day at most. Hans and the others should also have recovered by then, so nothing has happened, right?

Quietly, while Arius was still in a daze, I quietly left this paradise on earth that concealed the Shura battlefield.

After waiting for several days, the strong sense of crisis that constantly stimulated the nerves in my brain made me change from my usual laziness. I got up early in the morning and volunteered to drag Sister Sharna with me to the training ground. Both Carlos and Seike exclaimed that I was abnormal. .

But I can't hide from the first grade of junior high school, but I can't hide from the fifteenth grade. Early in the morning of the fourth day, I just opened the window and stuck my head out to breathe in the fresh air. Suddenly, a rope was thrown up and wrapped around my neck accurately. He pulled me down from the second floor, and then several black figures rushed up together, and skillfully tied me up with more than a dozen belts.

"What do you want to do?"

I looked at the several figures who surrounded me with a look of fear and were grinning ferociously and shouted angrily.

"Brother Wu, everything is your fault, so go to hell with us."

The mouths of Hans and Ricken were as wide as demons, and their decadent figures exuded an extremely dark atmosphere.

"Without further ado, it would be terrible if Queen Sharna found out."

Kira, who acted as the dog-headed strategist on the side, urged with a smile.

Then a few guys lifted me high and ran away.

It was still the square of the abandoned temple. I was tied to a chair and placed in the center of the square. Aleus was still standing next to the fountain, holding a saxophone accordion with his hair flying.

It is a beautiful picture, but when the saxophone becomes a nuclear bomb in your eyes, you will definitely not be able to laugh.

"Asshole, let me go quickly."

I tried to make a last-ditch struggle, but Rickon and Barr stepped forward and pressed me tightly onto the chair.
Chapter completed!