Alien Knights

It's been a week since the Sidney murders.

For the civilians in Muxi City, the topic raised by this incident has long been outdated. The so-called power and conspiracy behind things are not as attractive as the bread and drama living in the present.

The king was going to hold a grand invitational party in the Grand Theater. Once the news was sent out, it attracted everyone's attention. In this evening, you can not only see the true face of the Holy Son, but also enjoy the performance of the first-class troupe "Golden Skylark". This is simply the best carnival for ordinary people with boring lives.

There's only one problem, you need a ticket to get in -- an invitation to the Relic.

This entry restriction blocked most people from outside the theater, but there were still very few people who got the news from the inside in advance. Before the invitation letter was sent out, they bought the sacred bone at a high price and obtained the qualification to participate in the party.

As the sun faded to the west, kerosene street lamps were lit one by one at the entrance of the Royal Grand Theater, and under the bright light, it was crowded with people who came to the party.

At the same time, in the starring room at the backstage of the theater, a middle-aged man with a moustache and a gorgeous brocade suit looked anxiously at the beautiful woman who was putting on makeup in front of the bronze mirror, and said loudly, "Barbara, for God's sake, forget the original script!"

The woman named Barbara, with her delicate facial features set off by light makeup, made the whole room brighter by three points. She quietly combed her soft blond hair and looked at herself in the bronze mirror without saying a word.

"On those stages in the past, what we faced was nothing but a group of fools!" The man waved his arms, his expression excited: "But who is the audience watching tonight's performance?! He is the Holy Son in the name of the Heavenly Father! He is the supreme ruler of Muxi Kingdom!"

Barbara glanced back: "Director, I remember you once said that art is pure and free from utilitarianism and status?"

The head of the Golden Skylark automatically ignored the sarcasm in the other party's tone, and shouted anxiously: "Fart! I was talking nonsense!"

The man carefully glanced at the closed door behind him, and lowered his voice: "You may not know that the Muxi Kingdom wiped out hundreds of noble lords, and the bones of those losers are hung on the wooden frames on both sides of the Yuexi Plain Avenue. At night, the will-o'-the-wisps on the bones continue, and these lights are still called "the street lamps of victory"."

The head of the group paused, and then said: "So, don't think about challenging his authority and wantonly attacking the divine right in front of the Holy Son, because that is simply asking for death! Barbara, listen to me, and act according to my revised script, otherwise you will send everyone in the group to the stake!"

Barbara pursed her lips tightly, and the hand holding the wooden comb was bloodless from excessive force.

Outside the theater, Elder Aiden, the president of the Craftsman Association, greeted his friends happily.

The conversation between the two female residents beside him attracted his attention.

A woman said: "Have you ever felt that there is always a stench in the air in Muxi City in recent days?"

Another person nodded and said, "That's right, especially the sewage outlets and sewer outlets. The smell is particularly obvious. To be honest, it's a bit like the smell of rotten meat."

"Because of this, I went to the Holy Order Arbitration Tribunal. The other party just told me that there were several heavy rains in the city last month, and debris blocked the underground pipes. They will find someone to clear it. But I know that those people are just talking, and they won't do it at all!"

Just when old Aiden wanted to listen again, there was a voice announcing admission from the entrance of the theater.

According to the number of sacred bones held, people lined up to enter the arena one after another.

The guards at the gate, who were responsible for checking documents and maintaining order, compared the invitation letter with the resident registration, while searching for prohibited items.

As time passed, there were fewer and fewer people at the entrance of the theater, leaving only a few people waiting in the long queue.

A father and daughter in black robes came to the guard and handed over the invitation letter.

"Viscount Zangnar? Miss Zangnar? You used to be silver ring nobles?"

Father lifted his hood, smiled and said, "Yes."

Konoe glanced at the two of them: "Please ask your daughter to lift the hood too."

The father obeyed, showing his daughter's harmless little face.

The guards found a sergeant who used to be the Yinhuan Southern Army, compared his appearance and accent, and after confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he handed the invitation letter back to Viscount Zangnar, nodded and said, "Viscount, please remember that there are only kings and commoners in the Muxi Kingdom, and there are no so-called nobles. Don't use your words and deeds to challenge the bottom line of the kingdom. In addition, I wish you a good time tonight."

Viscount Zangnar took back the letter, smiled and said to the guard: "Thank you for your advice. Believe me, child, I will be very happy tonight."

The two "father and daughter" followed the crowd and walked into the lobby of the theater.

Sabrina looked around curiously, and suddenly remembered something, and asked Clarence, "By the way, how did you get your invitation letter?"

"This is thanks to the "chess piece" we placed in the kingdom in advance. Without that person's tip-off, I would not have known the entry requirements for the party, and naturally I would not have bought holy bones for you and me in advance." Clarence looked at everyone in the venue, and then frowned and whispered: "It's strange."

Sabrina didn't hear the last sentence, but eagerly said to him: "Ivan has prepared enough "materials", and the "fireworks" are also in place, we can do it tonight, let us turn the entire Muxi Kingdom upside down!"

Clarence pulled the girl's sleeve, took her to a corner, and said solemnly: "Sabrina, I want you to clarify one thing. The "Presbyterian Church" has never thought about and does not want to become the enemy of the Muxi Kingdom. To a certain extent, the kingdom's attitude towards alien species and the conflict with the church are consistent with our starting point of interest. Our biggest enemy is still the church. If we can reach a private covenant with the Holy Son, it will be the most beneficial situation for both parties."

Sabrina pouted unhappily as she listened: "Grand Elder, what do you mean to put aside all prejudices, even let go of those apostates, and form an alliance with King Todd?"

"Those traitors who betray Taylor will naturally be punished the most severely. But if I have to make a choice, the secret of the 'successor' should be the top priority, followed by the alliance with the kingdom, and finally the clean-up of the traitors." Clarence said with a sullen face: "But having said that, if King Muxi insists on not letting go of the 'successor', I will have to take coercive measures to get everything I want."

The lights in the theater were slowly extinguished, and the head of the "Golden Lark" stepped onto the stage, and after waiting for everyone to be seated, he said to everyone in an enthusiastic tone: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the royal party of the Muxi Kingdom. First of all, please let us greet our great, wise, fearless, and benevolent Majesty with the most sincere hearts and the most pious souls! The Son of God respected by the people!"

The orchestra in the backstage of the theater played ritual music, and the aliens with the ability of "concentrating light" focused and projected the light on the stage. The heavily armed guards lined up to enter the venue and guarded every passage and every entrance.

On the VIP terrace on the second floor, the appearance of a figure caused everyone present to fall into a frenzy of cheering and praying.

Seeing the crazy appearance of the people around her, Sabrina raised her head and carefully observed the lofty monarch. After a while, she said to Clarence, "The King Muxi in my imagination is taller, stronger, and has a more vicious expression..."

Clarence's gaze was also on the terrace, and he said after a while: "It's really interesting."