01．
Hill spent half a month leisurely on the Dead Bird, and then went to the Dijon tribe to participate in their annual nomadic festival. The Nomad Festival is the most important and grand festival of the Dijon tribe. The Dijon people will wear different straw hats to participate in the competition, horse racing, martial arts, archery, and a wife-carrying competition.
At first, the nomadic festival was mainly to pray to the gods for good weather. At that time, only those who died in the martial arts tournament could be considered successful. Now the Dijon tribe has gradually abandoned these customs and replaced them with livestock. Even so, casualties often occur on nomadic festivals.
It's great to see different landscapes, feel different cultures, and be infected by their enthusiasm. Every time Hill feels like this, the world is so big and there are so many interesting things, so how lucky it is to be alive, so let's work hard to see more wonderful things.
Now Hill can be called the most powerful person on the mainland, except for the devil world, the human side indirectly controls three empires plus an archipelago. This height is naturally very refreshing. There is a saying that you can't imagine the happiness of rich people, and that's probably what it means.
Well... Then this "most powerful man on the continent" was caught by Monroe while playing at the bonfire.
"Looks like some folks are busy," Monroe said, "though I've heard Gordenia is as busy as a spinning top."
"It seems that some people are also very free." Hill responded with a smile: "They are all free to find someone."
Monroe laughed, "You."
Hill approached with a smile: "Me."
The two looked at each other for a while, then laughed together.
There are five bonfires in the middle, the one in the middle is the largest, and the stones under it are different from the four bonfires next to it. These are all exquisite. An old man in Dijon just told Hill that Hill It feels very good, but in the end, I forget it later... This is very real in the world.
The flames were burning, and the sparks flew into the night sky, drifting for a long time before dissipating. Dijon people sang and danced around the bonfire hand in hand, and there was a circle of Dijon people riding horses on the outermost circle.
Hill and Monroe's faces reflected the firelight, one bright and one dark. At this moment, the atmosphere was too good, Hill stepped forward to touch Monroe's hand, and then felt empty... "Hurry up and make your hand materialize." He said.
"Why?" Monroe asked.
"I want to touch." Hill said confidently.
"Okay." Monroe said as he transformed his body completely.
Hill touched Monroe's hand contentedly: "Well, fresh and warm hands just out of the oven."
"...Although you are right in a sense, it's scary to express it directly." Monroe said.
"You should be thankful that it was your hand that I just touched. Wouldn't it be more frightening to touch your other places and suddenly feel empty?" Hill said.
Monroe raised his forehead: "I can actually understand what you are talking about immediately. I really am..."
Monroe couldn't find the right words for a while, but Hill said with a smile: "Yes, you are dirty, my Lord Paladin."
"Ah, dirty by you, from mind to body." Monroe answered.
For a moment, Hill felt itchy all over his body, and he quickly put his expression on serious: "You didn't come to me to chat with me, did you?"
Meng Luo Wangtian: "...actually, I wanted to talk to you about something serious, but somehow it developed to this point."
"My fault." Hill hastened to admit that he was still a little bit on the fence about it (…).
The two stepped out from the crowd and walked along the edge of the camp. There are many mosquitoes in the grassland late at night, but of course they will not come to bite the two demons.
"I've got most of things on track, and then it's almost a step-by-step process," Hill said. "So I'm out to play... No, I'm out to inspect it."
Monroe just looked at him.
"Well, I admit, it's not enough to follow the steps. I'd better supervise and inspect it. Goo." Hill said immediately.
Monroe shook his head and laughed: "I didn't mean to blame you..."
"It's my fault for playing too much," Hill said.
Monroe continued to laugh helplessly: "Sometimes I don't know how to answer your words, but every time this happens, I think you are really cute."
"Oh, that's what you call stop talking and kiss me." Hill said solemnly.
"Ah, since that's the case..."
Hill closed his eyes and accepted the kiss. Although Monroe kissed very gently, the dark aura on his body always came uncontrollably. On the one hand, it was because Monroe was a powerful demon, so he had this kind of aura; He didn't look as calm as he appeared on the surface, and he might have been driving the car in full swing in his heart—this was also determined by his demonic characteristics. Every time Hill realized this, he felt extremely excited. This kind of Monroe really has a fatal temptation, so sexy.
After the kiss ended, Hill was a little unfinished. Although he was ready to move, he didn't want Monroe to feel that he was such a slut, so he immediately talked about the business: "So you are looking for me because of the dark church?"
Monroe was thinking about being tender after the kiss, but he didn't expect the other party to talk about the business in such a brutal way. Monroe choked for a moment, and could only respond: "Yes."
"Next?"
"Right now, the Dark Holy See and other aspects of us are facing some fundamental problems. After entering the stage of gentle development, these problems will gradually be exposed. The same is true for the Bird of Dawn before." Monroe said.
"Well, yes, you're right, even though it's bullshit. Trivial, oh not Monroe tribal," Hill said.
"I always feel that you seem to have a big opinion on me in some aspects... Is it my illusion?" Monroe asked.
"Actually, I'm making noise and acting like a spoiled child on purpose." Hill said solemnly.
"Hmm... Although I don't quite understand it, your way of acting like a baby is really ingenious." Monroe said.
Hill was entertained: "Hahaha, well, is it an ingenious injustice hahaha?" He laughed himself a few times and said, "Are you referring to the fundamental problem of the dark church?"
"Yes." Monroe said, "As you know, the Dark Vatican has always lacked the foundation to stably develop believers."
"Is the Plague Islands okay?" Hill asked.
"Only the Plague Islands are okay." Monroe replied.
"Can the focus be completely shifted to the Plague Islands?" Hill asked.
"Then can you and I only fall in love with Plato?" Monroe asked.
"I don't think so, okay, I understand that I'm a stupid question." Hill said immediately.
Monroe coughed: "I knew you would deny it, but I didn't expect you to deny it so simply..."
"Hey."
"Then let me continue. In addition, some old believers of the Dark Vatican are themselves time bombs. You can probably imagine what they have done." Monroe said.
"Well, but I thought you'd be more inclined to call them double-edged swords," Hill said.
The stars hang high in the gray night sky, the lake covets the stars, and steals some starlight to spread on itself, the night wind blows, and the starlight is washed away. Monroe stood still by the lake, and continued in the tone of the conversation just now: "They are double-edged swords when I need them."
"Oh, it looks like you're going to kill the donkey." Hill squatted down and picked up a stone and made a beautiful splash.
Monroe's eyes followed Splash: "This word is a bit ugly."
"You're going to kill them, so you don't have to care about whether it sounds bad or not." Hill sat directly on the stone by the lake.
"That's true." Monroe walked to Hill's side, but didn't sit down. He always sits and stands, this is the habit he left when he was a paladin.
"But there is a serious issue involved here. Do you believe that it's the right thing to turn back? Will you forgive?" Hill plucked the weeds on the ground with his hands.
It took several seconds for Monroe to say, "Yes, that's a brutal question."
Hill smiled, and didn't continue to ask, but passed by himself. They always give each other such space when they get along with each other: "But at least give it a chance, and there is a difference between the Church of Darkness and the Church of Light. Yes, but I think you know."
"Yes." Monroe replied.
"Then let's go back to the question at the beginning. Since you asked me for help, I'll deal with the whole thing. I like the feeling of fighting and stepping on people pretending to be X."
Hill's statement made Monroe a little nervous. Although he already knew the nature of the other party, but to express such a serious question in such words, it is really... "So many people will be injured."
"Of course not." Hill said with a smile.
"ah… "
"Because I'd half kill people straight away," Hill continued.
"Hey, I'll thank you then." Monroe said.
"It's okay, I will trouble me next, and I will trouble you tonight." Hill said.
It is really a meaningful sentence.
02．
After tonight.
Hill flipped through the materials of the old priest of the Dark Holy See, and pulled out a page: "I think he can be buried as a nail."
Monroe looked at the person's information: "Do you think he is reliable?"
Hill smiled and said casually, "I can make him reliable."
In a word, there is too much hidden meaning behind it.
03．
The preliminary planning of "Peter Pan" has entered a similar stage, and Hill started to complete the script.
The original Peter Pan is a literary work created by James Barry, which was originally a stage play. It mainly tells the adventure stories of Peter Pan, Wendy and her brothers. The film was filmed in 2003, and the top special effects at that time seem a little outdated now, but the story itself and its adaptation are still quite good.
Love, growth and freedom. "Peter Pan" is a beautiful fairy tale for children, and it is still a beautiful fairy tale for adults, but it contains helplessness and sadness. The film critic said, "People can't refuse to grow up. When you are not a child, You will lose your imagination, your body will become heavier and heavier, and some simple and beautiful things will be gradually forgotten by you, and finally only the troubles of the world are left.” This kind of meaning is implied in the movie, but it needs to be watched carefully to detect it. The whole is still a beautiful fairy tale... maybe
—Hill seems to be getting into these things lately.
The confusion and loneliness in growing up, rebelliousness and dreams blend together, the children will never grow up on Neverland, and happiness is their eternal pursuit. On Earth, Neverland has become a spiritual symbol.
The preliminary preparations are almost complete, and now the rest are the actors. The protagonists of this movie are all children. It is not easy to find such young actors.
Hill twirled the pen and looked at Alice over there. She was sitting upright, and the succubus Summer was braiding her hair.
"Alice seems to be able to play the heroine?"
"Won't that one be crazy?" Erwin asked, referring to the Pope.
"The other person will think that I deliberately found someone who looks the same to scare him." Hill said.
"I see." Erwin nodded.
"Can I act in a movie too?" Alice showed a longing expression.
"It seems possible..." Hill thought for a while and then shook his head, "No way."
"Why?"
Hill coughed and said seriously: "There is a kissing scene in it."
These words really made everyone laugh, and even Alice showed a helpless smile.
The corner of Hill's mouth twitched and he threw the dagger at Goldonia over there: "What are you laughing at?"
Gordenia caught the dagger and controlled his smile, but there was still a smile on his face: "Why did my king attack me, don't lose the dark elves, Alminming is the one who laughs the most."
Hill replied honestly: "I feel that if I am Zaal, he will be stabbed by the dagger without avoiding it, and then say with a happy face that this is the pain my king gave me."
"Pfft..."
"Ha ha ha ha… "
Everyone laughed more this time.
The dark elf Albrecht felt offended: "Am I so perverted?" After he finished speaking, he thought for a while and said, "Oh yes, it seems that I am so perverted."
"Pfft..."
"What should I say… "
"Hahahahaha..."
Today's Blackrock Spire has a great atmosphere.
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