Logically speaking, farmers should wash their bodies at will and then sleep with their fat and rough wives in their arms.
If there is not much farm work that day, you can even work hard to increase the family's labor force.
But today, their Master Azan summoned them together and even sent the cute bunny boy to notify their village chief as early as the morning.
Everyone is free at night, otherwise it would not have developed from one village to five scattered villages.
The number of people is two hundred, forty people from each village.
If the nobles from other places recruit peasants, either to build a castle or to build something like this, it will be all in vain without any copper.
Every time they were called upon, the peasants would complain, but the nobles controlled absolute strength, so no one dared to protest, only to complain.
But Azan's side is different.
Lin Ke has never done anything that works for the people since he started talking and walking, so these villages are filled with praises for Lin Ke.
Even at the beginning, Garose did not do anything else besides building Azane Castle.
"But our young master Azane will become like those nobles..."
Some elders in the village sighed.
Everyone knows that the favorite thing of those nobles who are greedy and keen on enjoyment is to let the farmers build this and that.
So, the farmers, who were worried by the elders, came here at night.
………
These two hundred farmers are basically all young and middle-aged men, and occasionally there are one or two women with big shoulders and round waists.
The elders of the village thought they were summoned to do some work, so they all sent those who were capable.
And just in front of these farmers is a "room" with a roof supported by wooden pillars, filled with seats.
At the front of this room is a wooden platform, with stone walls on the left and right, and a roof made of wood.
There is a small section of lawn between the wooden platform and the "room".
"Strange...strange place?"
Some farmers seem to know a little bit about writing, but they only "understand it slightly".
They were led by the servants of Fort Azan to the front of the "room", and on the top of this large room, four words were written.
"Welcome, viewers, to a wonderful place!"
Suddenly, a very excited but somewhat green voice sounded, and the farmers all looked over.
I saw three or four white lights suddenly lighting up on the tripod above the wooden platform, cutting through the darkness of the evening and shining on a little boy with black hair and eyes.
John.
"Gentlemen and ladies, please take your seats as soon as possible!"
John was wearing his own fiery red servant costume, and his voice sounded very excited. He didn't feel any flinch or embarrassment at all, and he was not at all like the little boy he usually was.
"Are you... talking about us again?"
There was a young man in sackcloth who was a little confused.
Not only him, but also more than two hundred farmers were confused.
"That's right, it's you, gentlemen and ladies from the five villages of Azane!"
John stood in front of the stage, pointing at the farmers and the seats in the audience with the straight wooden stick in his hand:
"Ladies and gentlemen, please take your seats as soon as possible!"
So the farmers slowly came forward and sat down.
The auditorium was only illuminated by dim torches, but on the other side of the stage many servants of truth were shining brightly.
"Just today, our future King of Azan, Master Lin Ke, launched a new entertainment event for the people of Azan, and invited the first audience of two hundred gentlemen and ladies to experience it...
…”
John was confident and spoke the words recorded on the parchment in his hand very nervously, and the farmers' minds were quickly attracted to him.
Just above the clouds, Lin Ke nodded with satisfaction and said to Auf next to him: "Teacher, some low-level magic is actually very useful, such as the courage and excitement skills."
He pointed to John below.
He was secretly amused: John would probably die of embarrassment when the magic passed.
"Yes, magic has always been very practical."
Aof's attention was attracted by John's words, and while listening, he taught Lin Ke:
"Even if we become professionals, we cannot be limited to using only skills, but must flexibly use both magic and skills..."
As he said that, Aofu changed his tone: "...but energy and time are more precious than fish-man roots. You have to allocate them well. Skills are the main strength of professionals, and magic is just an auxiliary.
"
Lin Ke nodded slightly when he heard the words, then looked at a dark stone next to him, and asked: "Teacher, this photo stone can indeed be interrupted and modified afterwards, right?"
Aof said yes, which made Lin Ke slightly excited.
Picture stone!
Filming and TV series have been made!
Then he looked at the stage below: "Teacher, the first program has begun!"
"... Next up is the first show, the drama: "The Snake Ring"! We invite a team from Azan Repertory Theater!"
John's voice was full of passion, and he stepped down after finishing his speech.
Then, some people wearing various costumes came on stage and started performing.
Although the farmers in the audience were still a little confused at this time, they didn't know what "performance" was.
But now they have actually let go of their nervousness and worry.
John just said that all they need to do tonight is sit here and watch the people above perform! ... In short, that's roughly what it means.
Then they relax.
After relaxing, of course I would chat with the people next to me, brag and masturbate.
"Our young master Azane is still as kind as when he was a child!"
"Yes, yes, I thought we had to dig ditches like slaves, as the bard said!"
"Isn't that right! Hey, look at how miserable that person is. His engagement was annulled. It would be very embarrassing for a noble gentleman to have his engagement annulled, right?"
"But the other party's teacher is a heaven-level legend...that is a being greater than a god."
"And he also has his own private plane, which is amazing..."
When more than two hundred people talked, it was simply a noise.
However, as the plot unfolded on the stage, gradually, fewer and fewer people spoke.
They were all attracted by the plot above.
"...I, Xiao Lei, must wash away this shame!"
"...You are the daughter of the ruler of the plane and a great noble. I am just a minor noble."
"But I am also a noble, and I also have dignity!"
"...I swear, I must go to the plane where my fiancée is and divorce her!"
On the stage, a young man stood in the center of the stage, raised his fist high, and made an unyielding sound.
If you look closely, you can see that his arms are shaking slightly.
He seemed very nervous, and his voice was vibrating, but the farmers didn't pay attention to these problems at all, they were all focused on the plot.
"Okay! Divorce her!"
"She's a bad woman!"
Some farmers couldn't help shouting. It seemed that if John hadn't said at the beginning that he couldn't leave the auditorium, they might have stepped forward to beat the fiancée.
Then, the young man accidentally discovered a "coiled snake ring" in his small castle.
"...Hello, little one, I am the former god..." An old servant dressed in white came to the stage.
Hearing this, everyone exclaimed.
God?!
The gods are coming to Azan?!
ps: It’s the real last day! What a waste if you lose your monthly pass! Give it to me quickly hehe~
