Chapter 27 Chapter 27. The end of 'Breaking the Sky'
Chapter 27 Chapter 27. The End of "The Law Breaks the Sky"
Author: I am the right way
Chapter 27 Chapter 27. The End of "The Law Breaks the Sky"
The shadows on the wall swayed in the light of the oil lamp.
Ananxu held the wine barrel and followed Tasia into the wine cellar. Then he quickly walked to the corner where the wine barrels were stacked. He circled twice around Soruman Bronzebeard who was squatting on the bricks and covered with hay, and then returned to Taxi.
He stood next to Ya, protecting her and putting down the wine barrel.
Annan exhaled, wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead, and asked Tasia: "Don't you go up there and take a look?"
"Don't worry, the sun will rise every day."
Soruman Bronzebeard temporarily went out to give the two of them some time alone. Annan picked up the oil lamp sitting on the wooden box, returned to Tasia, and handed her the notes.
"You are the first person to see the ending of "The Law Breaks the Sky"."
Tasia opened the notebook, which was too small for her rough fingers, and turned to the last page.
The ending written by Annan is: Three years later, Sean, who went to Roland College, discovered that the dean was actually Sissi, whom he met in the Warcraft Mountains. However, with so much attention, he had no choice but to continue the three-year agreement, defeat Nanlan, and successfully withdraw.
However, when he left, he was blocked by the former dean. Seriously injured, Sean communicated with the fire elemental plane, summoned a giant fire elemental, and completely destroyed Roland Academy.
When Sean and the former dean were about to die together, Sissi pulled them apart and resolved their hatred.
In the end, Sissi resolved the grudge between Sean and Nanlan, and they rebuilt Roland Academy together. Sean studied magic and transformed his teacher Arau into a lich.
[From then on, Sean lived happily in Utan City with Hill, Medusa, and Sissi.]
Thank God, there is one husband with multiple wives or one wife with multiple husbands in this world, so the ending copied by Annan was not criticized.
"It seems that I haven't finished writing yet."
Tasia has a delicacy that belies her appearance.
Annan admitted Tasia's guess. Continuing to write would make the story lengthy and distorted. Now it is exactly the length of a novel, neither bloated nor rushed.
Tasia turned back to the center and pointed to where Sean used the stainless steel sword to perform martial arts: "At first, Sean was a magician, then he performed martial arts like a warrior, and then learned to fly. What is his profession?"
Annan thought of a mage joke in "The Wizard Turns Left and the Warlock Turns Right": "What can release magic, be revered by others, like hand-to-hand combat, can fly, like money and stay in one place for a long time?"
"Dragon?"
"It's a mage."
The book "Mage Turns Left and Warlock Turns Right" has changed many of Annan's inherent ideas about mages - and deepened them a lot.
He told Tasia the joke, but unfortunately he didn't see her smile.
It was almost time for the tavern to open. Annan and Tasia waved their hands, returned to the ground, threw their notes to the bard who had just arrived, and got into the back kitchen to change into aprons.
At this time, Martin came over mysteriously: "Cousin, I also want to write a novel."
"It's not impossible..."
Annan doesn't mind helping Martin. He hopes that kind-hearted Aunt Susan and her family can have a good life.
So Martin talked about it: "I observed the reaction of the guests when the bard told stories. You know, they reacted most strongly when Sean was with a woman. They listened to it many times, and then when Sean was on the carriage.
Open... open...
"Development."
"A lot of people listened to Sean when he was developing magic on the carriage. They liked these two paragraphs very much. I wonder if I can write a love novel..."
While Annan was still shocked by Martin's keenness and enlightenment, he told the story that he spent a whole day thinking up:
"The hero and the heroine were on a big bed in a big room in a large manor. Then they left the big bed, left the big room, left the big manor, got into the carriage, and were about to set off. The hero suddenly told the heroine to get out. The heroine
She left the carriage angrily, but the next day, she learned from the townspeople that a car accident had occurred in the large manor yesterday, and the carriage hit the wall and died. It turned out that the hero discovered that the carriage was broken, and in order to protect his beloved,
He had no choice but to drive the heroine out of the carriage and sacrifice himself..."
"There's love and a carriage, what do you think?"
Annan opened his mouth, but finally fell silent. Looking towards the hall outside the kitchen, he said euphemistically: "I think the bard can give more professional opinions than me."
Martin went to the bard excitedly with his story.
Annan continued to put on his apron, walked out of the kitchen, picked up the wine glass on the counter, and brought it to the wine table pointed by Evelin.
The Bard's "Spell Breaks the Sky" has just reached the point where Sean left Medusa, so it's a bit slow. Because the guests particularly like Sean Wenyang Hill and the Warcraft Mountains Sissy, and now they have added the beauty.
Tussaud's bath.
These three plots will be told separately every day.
After delivering the wine, Annan came to Martin.
"How was it?" he asked him.
"The bard said that I use parallelism well..." Martin knew that he was praising himself, but he didn't know what he was bragging about. "What is parallelism?"
"It's the part about 'leave the big bed...leave the big room...leave the big manor...'"
Annan wisely did not dwell on this topic for too long, and said to Evelin: "I've put the things I prepared for you in the back kitchen."
Evelin looked at Fast a little shyly, and after getting permission, she ran to the kitchen.
Martin stopped thinking about his terrible novel and stared at the door with longing.
Soon after, the shy Evelin poked her head out from behind the door and moved out bit by bit.
The dim oil lamp in the hotel illuminated her beautiful and thin body, and the rabbit-ear hairband swayed gently. Evelin couldn't let go. Everything looked green and beautiful.
Gentle music suddenly sounded, and the bard played the lute in the background.
Evelin indeed touched the softest spot in the hearts of the drinkers and women in the tavern, and even their voices became softer - but it didn't take long for the tavern, accustomed to the new decoration, to return to its usual atmosphere.
Late at night, Annan received his new week's salary. Although he no longer had to sacrifice his appearance to attract business, his weekly salary had dropped to about five silver coins.
It takes three months to save enough for the qualification test - still within the acceptable range of Annan.
After all, he still has a lot to understand about this world.
On the one hand, Annan is very knowledgeable about low-level things, but on the other hand, he doesn't even know the name of the mayor.
And Annan knows many macro epics and historical deeds of legendary figures, but he lacks clear understanding of the professional system.
One proof is that he only knew that Mr. Fast was an elite warrior, but he knew nothing about the destructive power of elite warriors.
These days, he divides the books in the library according to popular literature, biographies, geography and plants every day.
Almost six out of every ten books are popular literature, the remaining three and a half are biographies, and only half are geography and historical facts.
Knowledge is undoubtedly expensive.
These days, Annan organizes books in the library during the day and saves money in the pub at night.
