Chapter 342

December 1st, early morning.

In the core area only a mile away from Hydra palace, an old-fashioned four wheeled carriage drove out from the back door of the Embassy of ice sea kingdom in Deron Empire and passed through a street lane.

The municipal departments of the capital were very diligent. In the early morning, they organized a large number of workers and volunteers to shovel snow.

The thick snow was transported away by trucks, and a thin layer of sea salt particles was scattered on the newly cleared streets. The wooden shovels rubbed against the road surface, making a "crack" sound.

The carriage galloped all the way from the east of the palace to the south.

In the cold wind, an iron shield sign swayed left and right in the wind. On the sign several feet in size, a red parrot with gorgeous feathers was also covered with a thin layer of frost, which made it look more and more withered.

The Red Parrot theater, which is a famous folk theater in the last ten years.

The carriage went round the main entrance of the theatre and down an alley to the back door. A man in a bowler hat, a short cloak and a walking stick jumped out of the carriage, pushed the back door and went straight in.

It's freezing outside, but it's warm inside. Metal pipes connect to the boiler. The high-temperature steam easily warms the huge theater, which can accommodate thousands of audience.

On the stage of the theatre, Verona, wearing a thin dress, is singing with a blonde man and rehearsing a new play.

More than a dozen writers, directors, costumers, props and other characters, they stand on the edge of the stage seriously, watching Verona and the golden haired man's performance seriously.

Dozens of supporting dancers and supporting actors were also wearing thin clothes and panting on the stage. They had just finished a fierce group dance. Many people were sweating and tired in their eyes.

It's December. With the New Year approaching, the major theaters in the capital of the emperor are about to enter a period of fierce confluence. Every theater is carefully prepared, every troupe is preparing new plays, and countless actors and actresses are struggling in secret.

During the new year's celebration, a blockbuster new play is enough to make an unknown little actor famous, become a big star sought after by everyone, and even join the upper class. As a result, the directors, writers and so on of the troupe also gained fame and fortune. From then on, carp leaped into the dragon's gate and became the influential figures in the performing arts circles of the imperial capital.

Verona has a good temperament and beautiful appearance. Her voice is graceful and crisp like the skylark on the grassland, and her singing skill is strong. Her beautiful singing is like a sweet spring water, which is poured into people's heart, making people feel happy and sweet inexplicably.

Compared with Verona, the blonde man she was working with was a little weaker in singing.

It's not that his singing skill is bad, but Verona's singing skill is so excellent that when they sing together, Verona is obviously better than him.

This feeling is like a perfect picture, suddenly a few more withered branches and leaves, let people feel uncomfortable in the bottom of my heart.

"BAM, BAM, BAM," the original composition of the troupe slapped his thigh with music score. He gave Verona a thumb: "Verona, perfect, perfect That's what I want, exactly what I want You are perfect. You can't be better than you. "

After praising Veronica wildly, the composer with disordered hair looked fiercely at the blonde: "but you, Jackson, what the hell are you singing about? It's insulting your work Asshole... "

The composer's mad rebuke of the blonde man.

The blonde, with his pathetic hands on his chest, whispered to the composer. One side of the company director, screenwriter and others, also together, in a low voice to discuss what.

Verona took a breath, went to the edge of the stage, grabbed a water glass and drank two mouthfuls of water.

"Verona." Behind the curtain on one side of the stage came a low cry. Verona was a little stunned, her eyes quickly swept over the curtain, and then her eyes suddenly brightened.

As light as a deer, Veronica ran behind the curtain, and then she opened her arms and warmly hugged the man standing in the shadow of the curtain: "master, you have left the kingdom of Durham and returned to the kingdom of ice sea? Why are you here? "

Sherlock, the mentor of Verona and Joe, the swordsman of Al's organization, and the Royal special adviser of ice sea Kingdom, shook his head and shrugged his shoulders: "Oh, I'm so busy Bad luck

Shaking his head, Sherlock looked at the stage: "are you free? Maybe this time, I need your help. "

Verona frowned and looked back at the blonde man being lectured on the stage, and the group of high-level troupes whose faces were seriously discussing something.

Her ruddy mouth curled slightly, and Verona said indifferently, "ah, they may be very busy, but in fact, I have nothing to do If it wasn't for the drag of this blonde fool, this new play would have no difficulty for me

With a sly squint in her eyes, Verona said playfully, "although that's true, this new play is of great importance What do you say? You need my help? Well, you know, I recently Money is tight This new play is going to be staged in the new year's schedule. If it fails, ah, the northwest wind is not delicious. "Sherlock took out a thick roll of bank notes and handed it to Verona. He said in a deep voice, "don't worry about the cost and the reward after the event. This time, it's for the royal family of the ice sea Kingdom, with good funds and good remuneration."

He pursed his lips, and Sherlock said in a deep voice, "if you can walk freely, you can go with me This time, I may have to rely on the strength of another apprentice of mine, who you should call "younger martial brother."

Verona just took the money quickly and was ready to count it again. When she heard Sherlock's words, she could not help but wonder: "your other apprentice? My junior brother? Is he in the capital? "

Sherlock shrugged his shoulders and sighed, "yes, he's in the imperial capital Well, when I was in port Tulun, I forgot to tell you Joe of the wits, do you remember? He is another disciple of mine

"I didn't expect that he also came to the capital of the emperor, and it seems that he has caused a lot of trouble recently. He's a restless bastard. However, it's just right. Since he's in the imperial capital, so are you... "

Verona widened his eyes and looked at Sherlock with surprise: "is Joe Jon Vito your disciple? Is it my junior brother? O merciful muteste, why didn't you say it earlier

Verona held up the money in her hand, gave a kiss, and murmured: "Oh, this is the only good news I have heard in recent months Ah, does he know that I am your disciple

Sherlock nodded forcefully: "I forgot to tell you that he is my disciple, but I did tell him that you are my disciple, and I asked him to take good care of you in port Toulon."

Veronica's smile became stiff: "this damn, asshole! Last time he saw me, he didn't talk about it However, thanks to his love, he also helped me

Sister Eliza, with several nuns, enthusiastically sent Joe to the gate of St. Maya's Cathedral.

Sister Eliza looked at Joe lovingly and said enthusiastically, "Joe, Saint Maya cathedral is your home If you have any trouble, or if you have any trouble, the door of the cathedral is always open to you. "

Joe solemnly saluted Eliza's lady: "the merciful muteste is on, this is a matter of course."

At the moment, Joe was relaxed and in a good mood.

He was influenced by Liya, Tifa and Weima when he was young. The three most important women around him were all believers of the silver laurel church. It was inevitable that Joe would make some vow violations. At that time, he had to go to church to repent to muteste in exchange for psychological comfort.

After confessing, he donated a large amount of incense money. With the permission of "muteste", Joe could do a big job.

I can't say how devout Joe is. He just wants peace of mind.

Joe and sister Eliza said goodbye warmly, and then in the eyes of a group of nuns, with a large group of people left. It wasn't until Joe and his subordinates turned the corner and couldn't see their backs at all. Sister Eliza sighed from the bottom of her heart.

"There are few young but devout believers like Joe Jone Vito."

"So, tell the parish sisters, remember the name of Joe Jone Vito, and when we have a chance, we will let the glory of my lord lean more on him."

"All believers are equal. My lord treats believers equally But the devout believers are bound to get more attention, more trust and more glory from my Lord. "

Joe had just turned the corner on his horse when a four wheeled carriage came across the road. With the coachman's cry, the carriage crossed and stopped in front of Joe.

Joe subconsciously grasped the revolver on his waist. Marcos and Ivan pushed open the carriage door and ran out. They blocked in front of Joe one left and one right. LAN hibiscus and LAN Platycodon were silent and ready to fight.

The window of the wagon in the way moved, revealing half of Sherlock's face: "Joe, it's me. I haven't seen you for a while Well, I need your help

Verona showed half of her pretty face from the window. She squinted and said to Joe warmly: "master Qiao, thank you for helping me in whispering forest club last time I'm surprised you know Mr. Sherlock, too

"Ah, ha Verona Joe rolled his eyes directly.

He knew that veronia was another disciple of Sherlock, but the last time he met her at the whispering Forest Club, he didn't want to mention it.

Verona was in his den in port Toulon, and in the dark compartment of the safe, the crystal ball that brought Joe a very dangerous smell was still fresh in Joe's memory.

He instinctively didn't want to have too much to do with Verona.

But Sherlock's face to face Joe hesitated, jumped off the horse, opened the door, and swayed his huge body into the carriage: "to the old grandmother's Tavern Well, do you know the place

The driver answered, shook his whip, and drove towards the direction of eating street in the university district.www.novelhold.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!