Chapter 987 218. "Let the Magic Fly"
Annan stayed in the town and did not even leave the door.
He walked out of the room in the afternoon of the second day after arriving in the town. Maria, who was drinking black tea in the living room downstairs and looking through the "Glory of Rikaner" collected by Herritt, heard this Dull footsteps.
She raised her head and saw Annan, who had put on leather boots, old-style aristocratic dress, and blackened glasses, standing on the third step of the stairs.
"Is it similar?" he asked confusedly.
"What does it look like?"
"My dear, Alexander."
Maria thought for a while, her brows widened: "Another of your magic images?"
"Hmm."
Maria put down the newspaper and looked at Annan's dress: "What are you playing this time, a charming guy?"
Annan walked down the stairs and recalled the plot of the original work: "Almost."
"Can I listen to it?"
Annan handed the script to Maria: "It's just a draft. I Still need to revise and fill in..." He turned his head back and forth as he spoke. "Where's Ilimoyas?"
"She's searching the town...patroling."
"...Understood."
Maria lowered her head and opened the script: the story begins on a moving train. Bond David, his wife, and staff went to Sion City to serve as city lord. They were singing songs on a train when they were suddenly robbed by the poker bandit Alexander——
Poker Maria knew that, and she also knew the poker bandit. I can barely relate, but what is that train?
"What is a train?"
"It is...a tool similar to a magic gun."
A car propelled by gunpowder? Maria couldn't imagine that scene. Could the people in the train bear it?
Annan pondered, and it was indeed far-fetched to force the train in... Taking the opportunity to let Bronzebeard build the train? Wouldn’t that become this plate of vinegar-wrapped dumplings?
And it’s a floating city. Annan really can’t think of the point of having a train, although they will return to the ground sooner or later...
“Then change it to a carriage.”
Although there are some homophonic meanings missing, people in Allen Continent can’t understand it anyway. As for the irony of the horse-drawn train... it is too obscure and may not be understood by ordinary people, and it does not have enough meaning to target the Kingdom of Ruikaner. It is better to change the horse-drawn carriage to someone...
Maria does not know Annan's inner drama. , continue reading:
In order to survive, Bond David said that he was a staff member. The poker gangster learned that they were going to Si Weng City to take office, so he proposed to play the role of the city lord and go to Si Weng City to make money.
Sion City is controlled by three major families, among which the largest noble is Herrit, who ranks fourth in the family...
Maria raised her head: "After you came in, Inspiration? ”
“That’s right”
“That’s awesome...”
Since they were not enemies, the more Maria looked at Anan, the more excellent she felt. It would be great if he was a rat-man... Forget it, if he were a rat-man, they would have no chance to meet.
When Alexander came to Siwen City, he found that the people were all poor and the money was in the hands of the three major families, so he planned to squeeze money from them. After a series of battles of wits and courage, at the expense of his brother's death, Herrit was finally eliminated, all the money was distributed to the people, and then they parted ways——
"This story... made me It feels very smooth." Maria praised reluctantly.
"Because the essence is not in the bones, but in the skin and flesh." Annan has not polished it yet, filling in the lines that can be passed down to Saint Laurent for two thousand years.
“I’m looking forward to it.” Maria returned the script, “Are we still moving forward?”
Annan shook his head: "Not yet... this magical image is more important. You tell Little Small that the Freedom Blade will move freely next."
"I know."
Ma Lia watched Annan, who had taken back the script, return upstairs humming the unfamiliar but ear-piercing melody of "唔, 唔, 唔, 唔唔唔~".
It was already the third day since Annan came out again that this town had returned to the Blade of Freedom. There were snowflakes falling outside since last night. At this time, Ilimoyas and Maria were sitting in front of the fireplace in the living room, talking.
I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but there seems to be an extra gem on the hem of Ilimoyasi’s skirt...
“Is it done?” Maria asked.
"It's done." Annan looked at Ilimoyas. She had taken away the lighter treasure before she came down, and was holding a newspaper backwards to show off.
The blue dragon is not interested in anything but treasure.
Fortunately, there is someone who knows the goods far away in Liberty City.
Annan opened the portal and waved the script to Olmedo to read.
"What is this? A ledger?"
"My seventh magical image." Annan raised his head slightly, as if the Scarlet Princess looked at it and screamed "You imitate me".
Unexpectedly, Olmedo frowned when he heard this: "Are you so fast?"
"What are you talking about..."
"What I mean is that it has only been a month since our last magic video...it was released so frequently that the people have no money and no money to squeeze..."
Then I saw Annan standing up He raised his fingers and shouted, "Oh, yes, there's this sentence too!" He opened the script and wrote it down.
In fact, Olmedo is not too worried about this. With the number of commercial streets and theaters in Liberty City, she can easily earn hundreds of thousands of gold coins... What she is worried about is that the interval between Annan's creations is so short, and it will Let the quality go down.
“You can worry about everything except quality.”
The magic image in Annan’s mind is enough to capture January 4, 1145 in the Saint Laurent calendar——
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"What kind of magic image is this time?" Olmedo stretched out his hand.
Annan handed over the script: "About Liberty City."
"Didn't we make a movie "300 Warriors of Liberty City"?"
"That was just to promote Liberty City. The bravery of the soldiers and the despicable description of the Kingdom of Rekaner are insufficient.”
Olmedo first looked at the thickness of the script, which was more than fifty pages... It seemed that it was not a complete script.
She could read very quickly, a habit she had developed in Breeze City. She could remember every line of words while maintaining her speed.
"Well...these lines...are very concise and contain a lot of information."
Even the dullest person can tell whether the script is good or not after reading a few scripts, Olme Duo side imagined the words as pictures and turned the pages quickly, "How do you want to shoot? Come back?"
"Just in my town, tell Betty and the others to bring all the actors here."
"A town that inspires you? Well..."
The portal can last for ten minutes, but before the time is up, Olmedo turns to the last page.
“Huh?”
She saw the private goods hidden by Annan at the end: Although the ending of the original story is based on reality, it is a bit regrettable. Annan gilded the lily and added space for the poisonous snake. Change the ending to be more relevant to the context.
Alexander and his poker gangster brothers were about to separate. Finally, in front of the carriage, the third brother and the others said: "We are going to Wilhelm."
"Wilhelm is over there. " Alexander said, pointing to the south.
They looked at each other and smiled: "Liberty City is Wilhelm, and Wilhelm is Liberty City!"
(End of this chapter)