Chapter 270

"In that case, I'll tell Aeschylus to make full preparations."

Palos closed the magic book and looked in the direction of the students of Plato college. She saw that Lars was whispering with a tall old man.

"Lars, why don't you use magic and publicize it now so that the nobility won't hear it?" Aeschylus whispered.

Lars's eyes lit up and said, "yes!"

Lars adjusted his magic beard, coughed gently and said, "fellow citizens of Athens, today we witnessed a feat destined to be remembered in history books. A civilian killed a noble. This is the first time at the city-state competition."

A large number of civilians looked at larens.

"Su Ye is the champion and hero of this arena. However, you may not know that he is still a great playwright. This is not my praise, but the praise of Mr. Aeschylus, the father of tragedy. He is right beside me. "

"Tonight, in the municipal square, a new form of drama will be staged, and the theme of this drama is the struggle between civilians and nobles. Yes, the author of this play is Su ye, a magician, an unyielding fighter, an excellent playwright and a civilian. On behalf of master Aeschylus and all members of Plato college, I invite you to go to the municipal square tonight to watch the play Zachary. "

"Of course, please go back now to publicize to your friends and neighbors and ask them to go to the municipal hall in the evening. Because this is the first performance of Zachary and may also be the last. "

A few civilians fell into thinking, and most civilians nodded quickly and forcefully.

"Must support!"

"We must go!"

"For Su Ye!"

"For Su Ye!"

Many civilians shouted.

A few nobles turned and looked at the civilians. They didn't know why. They always felt that these civilians were like weapons in hand and armor, and hurried away.

Gladiator room.

Su Ye changed a room and sat quietly with empty eyes.

Footsteps sounded and the iron door opened.

"This is a previous item. There is no shortage of a copper owl." The golden warrior referee put everything in his hands by the bed.

"Thank you very much." Su ye had a light in his eyes and gently nodded his head.

"However, you can't leave this room until the God of war mountain gives an order. Of course, there will be no more magic prohibition. " The referee said.

"I know."

"We will deliver dinner for you on time. I wish you a peaceful time here." The referee nodded his head and turned away.

The door was unlocked.

Su Ye looked at the iron gate with a faint smile on his face and opened the magic book.

There are a lot of magic letters piled together.

Su Ye opened Palos's first.

"I'll make sure Zachary is on schedule."

Su Ye looked at Palos's letter, smiled and replied, "thank you. It's a pity I can't watch it with you. I'll invite you again at the next performance. "

"Good!"

Su Ye slowly thumbed through the magic book.

There are not only students from Plato's college, but also students from those small magic colleges, as well as letters from some famous magicians.

Or congratulations, or praise, or sympathy, or encouragement.

Su Ye smiled after reading it.

After a long time, open the magic book and preview tomorrow's course.

The hall of the Rollon family.

Old Turner told the story in detail, even Su Ye's words didn't drop a word.

"Say it again." Leo Bo sat in his chair, looking as usual.

Old Turner repeated it again.

After listening calmly, Leopold stood up slowly, turned around, gently stroked the back of half the chair, and his right hand trembled.

"This half of the chair back was originally reserved for you."

With that, Leopold turned back and looked at the clear sky outside the door.

"Take my spear."

"Master, he is Athena's dependents. If you do it..."

"Rollon is my grandson."

"But..."

Leo Bo's indifferent eyes fell on old Turner.

Old Turner trembled, lowered his head, turned and walked out.

A figure flew down and blocked the gate.

"Long time no see, my old friend." Lars held the staff and looked at Leopold inside.

Old Turner was stunned for a moment and slowly stepped back.

Leo Bo stared at larens.

The two sides looked at each other.

"You already know?" Asked Leopold.

"I knew." Larens.

"His heart is still so cruel."

In Leo Bo's eyes, the waves fluctuated.

"You can't move Su ye now." Clarence road.

"Let me be the grindstone of his holy land?" Leo Bo's face was rarely ironic.

"After the sanctuary, we won't stop you." Clarence road.

"I will wait." Leopold said and sat down slowly.

Clarence turned and left.

"You'll wait." A strange smile appeared on the corners of larens's mouth.

The sun is setting in the West.

Throughout the city, a name is spreading.

"Have you heard? A civilian named Su Ye killed the noble of the legendary family at the city-state competition... "

"Su Ye wrote a play and will perform in the municipal square tonight. Don't miss it..."

"Su Ye is really awesome. It's a pity that Zhanshen mountain won't erect a statue for him in the municipal square. If I set up a statue for him, I will touch it. If you don't touch the head of the statue, it means attack; If you don't touch the shoulder of the statue, it means contempt. If you don't touch the arm of the statue, it means praise. Touch the instep of the statue, for I should bow down and respect. "

"A real civilian hero..."

Whether in the temple area, noble area, workshop area, civilian area, slave area or wharf area, the whole city of Athens is discussing the same person.

When the sun was about to set, people from all directions flocked to the wisdom goddess Avenue and walked to the municipal square.

This time, without Solon's cry and the sound of magic beard, many people seemed to have agreed in advance.

The setting sun is dim and yellow, and gold dissolves in one place.

The play has not yet begun. Many audiences spontaneously went to ask those who arranged the stage if they need help.

Under the power of magicians and soldiers in Plato's college, the stage was quickly built, which was unimaginable.

Several puppet masters are located behind the stage. Magic is connected with the set and curtain to change the stage.

Not far from the stage, there are rows of bronze statues.

Every champion of the city-state games will have his own position there.

Now, there is a new statue there, even emitting the strange smell of bronze just cooling.

It was a statue of Su ye, holding three Dharma sticks and wearing a robe, looking quietly ahead.

As like as two peas.

The statue has its back to the sunset.

When the shadow of the Acropolis and the giant statue of Athena shrouded the municipal square, the municipal square was crowded with people from all over Athens.

There are a large number of magicians and soldiers, workers from workshops, civilians everywhere, slaves who can move freely, and foreign businessmen with unique clothes.

Sigrud put his arms around his chest, leaned against the wall and looked at the stage.

In a room on the edge of the square, Palos opened the window and looked sideways at the stage.

The afterglow shines in, leaving a light orange red by the blue lake.

Holt with red eyes and many Platonic students are in the middle of the stage.

The students are whispering.

"Su Ye is doomed not to be sentenced to death. He should be exiled, but the nobles will not let him go."

"When the judgment comes down tomorrow, we'll get together and find a way to discuss how to help Su Ye."

"OK, I'll organize this!" Jimmy road.

Albert blinked and lowered his head.

Between the students of Plato's college and the stage, many older people sit in the best viewing position.

The nearby audience kept looking at them with respect.

Those people are either famous poets in Athens or famous playwrights.

Aeschylus, Sophocles, Euripides, Aristophanes and so on.

Like a high mountain, it is looked up to.

On a roof at the edge of the municipal square, there are inclined beds and tables. There were many wine sets on the table. More than a dozen young nobles were lying on the inclined bed, drinking wine and chatting outside the window.

"Andre, we know you always like drama and often watch performances, but the author of this play is Su Ye. Why do you come to see it?" Child spoke frivolously, and the combination of a hooked nose and deep eye sockets made his face too gloomy.

"I'm not here for Su ye, I'm here for those drama masters. A play praised by Aeschylus must be outstanding. " Andre's grayish green eyes smiled.

"But we should stop it. This is Su Ye's play, which is likely to attack the nobility. When you think about his performance on the pitch today, he is biting each of us like a mad dog. "

Andrea smiled and said, "the magician Su Ye is the magician Su ye, and the dramatist Su Ye is a different person. We can't deny the play because he is a civilian, a magician and the murderer of Rolon. If the play is really bad, we should read it quietly and then judge it. "

"You are a wise and kind man. We thought that your success comes from good luck, but now we understand that your success comes from wisdom and a broad mind. " Boris praised.

The crowd nodded softly“ Although I am a soldier and don't like magicians, I always respect Great Magicians like Plato. Your future is unlimited. "“ I heard that someone wanted to stop the performance of the play, but pels, the housekeeper of the Pandion family, came forward personally, and the officials in charge of relevant affairs had to let the play continue. "“ Recently, there is a rumor that when Princess Palos graduates, the Pandion family may find a good son-in-law for her. " All the young nobles looked at each other. Finally, they all looked at Andre“ It is said that Princess Palos also came to see the play. "“ She seems to be very close to Su Ye. "“ Therefore, Su ye must die. " Chad finished and stared at Andre. A smile appeared on Andre's mouth“ Today, I only watch the drama and appreciate the great art. The disputes in the world, the feelings and hatred in my heart and the chaotic emotions should not be brought to the scene or insult the great drama. We raise our glasses and after drinking, we watch the play soberly, no matter who the author is. " Andre finished and raised his glass“ Cheers! " The curtain opened. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.