The underground opera house, built on the second basement floor of Neuschwanstein Castle, is located in the interior of the mountain in the foothills of the Alps.

The three of them walked down the stairs, and Eleanor used her spear to pluck through the large cobwebs in front of them, making a hissing sound that seemed to tear open paper. Countless frightened spiders, large and small, fled quickly along the gaps in the walls and floors.

"Could there be ghosts here?" Mi'er asked.

"Hey!" Eleanor shuddered and said, "Don't talk about such an unlucky thing. ”

"If there are ghostly creatures, it's really troublesome." Aske said, "We didn't bring a law system output this time. ”

Is this the point we are afraid of? The two girls were speechless.

However, staying with Asker, there were so many times that the two girls developed a strong receptive ability, and after a little scolding, they quickly threw it out of their minds.

"Why was there an opera house underground?" Mi'er asked.

"Because the underground is well insulated." Eleanor said, "The voices from inside can't get out, and the voices from the outside can't get in. ”

The crowd came to a dilapidated gate, pushed the door in, and inside it was the furnishings of an abandoned opera house.

"Alright, then now it's time to find the lock." Eleanor said.

So everyone started to get busy. Mi'er chooses to search the auditorium, while Eleanor scrambles along the walls, trying to find the mysterious bulge of the so-called secret door.

Aske walked straight to the stage, facing the audience, pretending to be the performer.

This perspective...... It seems to be a little closer, and the view cannot cover all the audience seats. So he took a few steps back.

Still a little closer, he took a few steps back again.

It's just the right distance, and if I were an actor, I could stand in this position and perform while taking in all the audience reactions.

Then he began to look closely at the ground at his feet, and finally found a small groove in some dusty floor.

Looking at the shape, it just happens to be able to insert the swan key.

He took the hexagonal brass key out of his bag, and as the key was inserted into the groove, there was a clear resistance in his hand, as if something had been turned on, and the floor of the stage creaked back.

"Found it?" Eleanor and Mi'er also ran to the stage when they heard the sound, looking at the big hole in the stage floor in a daze.

"Let's go." With that, Aske took the lead.

Underneath the big hole is a hidden secretary's room. There are countless bookshelves against the wall, piled high with large and small gray books, and the spine of the book seems to be a book of music and mythology.

Of course, the most striking thing is the accordion-shaped coffin in the center of the room, which houses a skeleton...... Everyone just glanced inside, and immediately felt as if the world was spinning, as if the surrounding scene had all come to an end, replaced by another environment that they had never seen before.

With the floor of the stage at his feet and the countless neatly arranged audience seats in front of him, the crowd seemed to be back in the theater.

"Good afternoon, living ladies and gentlemen!" Standing behind the trio was a middle-aged Frank man in a suit and leather shoes. He wears a floppy press hat, a pipe in his mouth, and an extremely broad and square chin.

"Don't worry, I have no ill will." Seeing that Eleanor immediately raised her shield, and Mi'er also raised her gun to aim at him, this strange middle-aged man quickly raised his hands and said with a smile, "I just want to ask you for a small favor." ”

"Help?" Eleanor said vigilantly. Since the last time the town of Luenfeld changed, she had been very wary of this kind of sudden appearance, "Who are you?" Submit your name first. ”

"Contemptible man, Wilhelm. Richard. Wagner. The middle-aged man took off his pipe, "a close friend of Ludwig, the ancestor of your Weissbach family." ”

"You're not dead?" Mi'er asked.

"No, little girl, I'm dead." Wilhelm laughed, "So the wonderful thing about this world is that even if they have died, the transcendent can still survive in some form until the obsession of remaining in this world is satisfied. ”

"What are your obsessions?" Aske asked, following his words.

"You should know that I wrote a lot of scripts during my lifetime." "They are often inspired by a variety of folk myths and legends, such as Siegfried, Ragnarok, The Ring of the Nibelungen, and so on. ”

"But, in the year I died unexpectedly, I was working on a classic screenplay. It is based on the famous tragic fairy tale of Italy and Canada, and it is one of my favorite works. ”

"While I was finishing this work in Venis, a heart attack struck me, and I died hastily before I could get it to Byret."

"And this work, along with my death, was sealed up along with my other things, and there is still no possibility of being on the stage."

"If I could, I'd like to invite the three of them to perform here. At least until I leave this world, let me see my last great work in action, and then I will die without regrets. Wilhelm bowed slowly, pressed one hand to his chest in pleading, and his eyes were unusually sincere.

"The characters in this work, and other inconsequential supporting roles, can be replaced by imaginary mental bodies." He stretched out his finger and tapped his temple, "But the three protagonists must be played by real living humans in order to truly embody the spirituality of the characters in my script." ”

"What kind of work is it?" Asker asked, frowning.

In his previous life, in the game forum, he just scanned the players' posts, probably knowing that the final reward of this copy is the extraordinary characteristics of the "luck" sequence, and the player has to pass the test of Wilhelm to get the reward, but he never thought that this is actually a plot copy, and the content of the test is to cooperate with you to make a movie?

If you want to play the Qiong Yao-style tragedy of "you are cruel, you are ruthless, you are unreasonable", then he immediately turned around and left, and went to pull Medea's drama over to play it, so that the other party was satisfied.

"Oh, maybe you've heard of it." Wilhelm smiled slightly, "Its name is 'The Sword of the Blue'." ”

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"Why don't we change the name of the mercenary group." Asker sighed, "It's embarrassing to keep colliding with other things. ”

"You are a member of the mercenary group? The name of the mercenary group is also called the Blue Sword? Wilhelm's eyes lit up, "Great! A little joke from the goddess of fate! It's like it's tailor-made for my character in this show! ”

"Mr. Wilhelm, our mercenary group has nothing to do with your show." "And as far as I know, the three of us are also very different from the characters in the play. ”

"Solomon, Christina, and Meranda in "The Green Sword" are swordsmen, mages, and priests respectively. And the professions of the three of us, except for the head of the regiment, who can barely be regarded as swordsmen, Eleanor and I are completely ignorant of the mage and priest professions, and I am afraid that we will not be able to play the corresponding roles well. ”

"Oh, it doesn't matter." Wilhelm clasped his temples with his knuckles again, and the scene quickly changed to a mountain village, and the clothes on Asker's three men changed.

Asker's equipment turned into studded leather armor, and all that remained of his weapon was a knight's sword; Eleanor was also "replaced" into a set of slender and tight-fitting mage robes.

Mi'er looked in amazement as her sniper rifle was gone, replaced by a medical kit and a small syringe gun.

"In fact, you are now only in the state of mind and body, in my decaying mind." Wilhelm smiled slightly, "Whether it's the stage setting, the background, the costumes, or even the corresponding supporting characters and villains, I can create them with just one thought." ”

"As for acting, I'm afraid we can't ask for too much, after all, it's only the three of you who have been here for hundreds of years. However, as a good playwright, it is also my job to guide the actors, and I believe that we will be able to work together perfectly. ”

"I have a better suggestion." "We have a red-haired lady on our team who has a lot of emotional intelligence and great acting skills, and maybe she's more suitable for you." I can go to her and play your play. ”

"That's not going to work." Wilhelm smiled and said, "Although there must be at least trust between people, I am already a dead man." If you leave and never come back, how many years will I have to wait before I meet the right actors? ”

"You mean, if we don't cooperate with you, you won't let us go?" Eleanor raised an eyebrow.

"If the performance is successful, all my legacy in the outer room will be left to you." Wilhelm sat down behind him, and a high chair immediately appeared under his buttocks, holding his body steadily, "If you don't want to, then I'll have to wait until you change your mind." ”

"In addition, the ratio of the flow of time in my mind to the real world is also within my range, so you don't have to worry too much. It's just that if it drags on for too long, your body in reality may also have some unexpected problems. He tilted his head, held his chin, and pretended, "Well, I think there are quite a lot of wild animals around." ”

"There's no point in spending it like this." Asker looked at the other two, "Or maybe we try to act?" ”

Mi'er and Eleanor looked at each other, and since the head of the regiment had said so, the two could only sigh helplessly:

"Okay."