On the second floor of the pedestal, the old and powerful scolding echoed in the corridor, and Yale pricked up his ears to listen:

"Look at this thing you wrote. You have been abused many times with good character. A bunch of crooked melons and cracked dates have a happy ending... How can you let the audience accept it!"

"It must be changed!" The voice behind was Dan Qi.

At the door of the dean's room, assistant Rodman saw him approaching, and asked vigilantly, "Hello, what is the matter with the director of the theater?"

"No, I'm here to find Daenqi, the one who has been scolded all the time." Yale said while looking at the door.

"Then please wait a moment." Rodman bowed his chest and retreated into the door.

After more than ten seconds, the old man in the dean's room shouted, "Give you ten seconds."

Dai Enqi rushed out in embarrassment, took out a handkerchief and wiped his sweat: "I'm afraid I can't accompany you to find Miss Alice now."

"I can see it." Yale nodded.

"But a man with far-sightedness like me has already figured out what to do." He raised his eyebrows and leaned into the knight's ear, and whispered, "I drew a map for you, and I hid it at the entrance of the stairs leading to this floor. Under that angel statue, go to the third floor to find it yourself."

"Are you an incarnation of an angel?" Yale held his hands, unable to move himself.

"Hey hey!" Daienqi grinned, and his snow-white teeth flashed.

"It's time! Come in soon!" Dean Nannett banged on the table impatiently.

"Yes yes yes!" The smile on someone's face disappeared, and he shook his head at Yale with a frown and turned around, leaving a sad back.

"It's really hard for the screenwriter..." The knight sighed when he heard the scolding from inside the door again, silently wrote down his friend's miserable expression, and decided that if there is a chance in the future, he must draw it.

After trotting back to the first floor of the pedestal, Yale put his hand under the angel statue and fumbled around for a while, but did not find the map.

Is he kidding me? impossible! As soon as the idea came to his mind, he was swept into the corner.

So with the trust of his friend, Yale lifted the whole angel statue, flipped it aside, and found an envelope in the recess at the bottom of the sculpture.

"Is it necessary, hide it so tightly." He put away the envelope and moved the angel statue back to its original place.

After tearing open the envelope, it turned out to be a map inside. The drawing is very delicate. The three-story structure of the entire base is depicted in a three-dimensional structure. A red line runs through the center of the drawing and ends at a room.

"It's a professional-level painting skill! This guy has a lot of skills. I didn't expect to hide such talent! It's too wasteful to be a screenwriter, you can go to draw military maps!" Enqi's urge to join the army.

But the other party would definitely prefer to die, and Yale pressed the urge while regretting it. He memorized the location indicated by the drawings and walked down the floor quickly.

Wei Shilu hugged the fruit basket and carefully observed the scenery along the drawing route. The third floor was heavily guarded, so she had to divide her mind and avoid those difficult guards as much as possible.

If the map was even a little more accurate, he wouldn't have to work so hard, the assassin thought furiously.

Suddenly, the skin under the assassin's ring stinged, which represented the approach of a powerful enemy.

In addition to stimulating blood and converting mana, the elder's gift also has the ability to detect. Of course, all of this is based on her own vitality. Mixing the blood of the goblin can disrupt the fluctuation of mana, shielding the alchemy instruments and the spiritual sense of the knights.

The higher the temperature of the ring, the stronger the opponent. At this moment, her ring is already hot, and there are only a handful of opponents at this level in the entire Royal Theatre.

Can't run! It’s so empty here, and the sound of hurried footsteps will definitely be suspected. There are only two invisibility left, try to save as much as possible. The mighty knight even listened to the human heartbeat... Relax, breathe well, and walk over as if nothing had happened.

Don't relax, don't be nervous...

Wei Shilu bit the tip of her tongue, using the pain to clear her mind and completely empty her mind. Ahead, a black-haired knight approached.

For a moment, the assassin felt his breathing almost stopped.

Fortunately, nothing happened.

"Wait a minute!" The cold and hard voice of the man made her feel cold behind her, so scared that she almost immediately started stealth.

"Please, what's the matter?" Wei Shilu's teeth were trembling instinctively. As soon as she said the words, she wanted to strangle herself. The panic is so obvious, it is almost obvious, how can I become so timid?

Yale turned around and walked back, the shadow dragged so long that it almost covered her body.

The assassin's legs were weak, and under the dim light, the man exuded a deadly breath. The bloodline belonging to the human is afraid of the huge vitality of the opponent, while the bloodline belonging to the fairy is afraid of something deeper...

"Don't be afraid, I don't eat people." The knight was used to the trouble caused by his appearance and dragon blood, and he didn't notice the suspiciousness of the other party.

"You, you are really humorous." Wei Shilu breathed a sigh of relief, and it seemed that she hadn't revealed anything yet.

"Is your fruit sold in the upper-level store? I bought it at what price." He felt that if he asked for an autograph, it would be more sincere if he brought some gifts.

"If you want to buy all of them, thirty sols is fine." The assassin spoke more fluently. She didn't understand the price of the fruit here, so she bravely quoted a price.

"Okay, give it to me." Fortunately, Yale didn't understand.

"Here!" She took the banknotes and shoved the basket into the knight's arms.

After the other party strode away with the fruit, the assassin suddenly sweated profusely, gasping for breath, and after a while, she blinked and became proud again.

Lucky! Today is my lucky day! Met a stupid knight, hahahaha! Wei Shilu, who was lucky enough to escape, laughed wildly in her heart.

One of the two entered the channel on the left, and the other entered the channel on the right.

In front of the destination is a solid black cedar door. Yale took out the blueprint and checked it carefully. He didn't go wrong, it's right here.

Now is halftime, there is an hour, according to common sense, the singer should be here to touch up her makeup and change her clothes. I just don't know if the other party has come back.

He knocked on the door tentatively: "Miss Alice? Are you there? I'm your fan, I want an autograph."

With a creak, the door suddenly opened.

Is this agreed? Much more approachable than expected!

Yale stepped into the door in surprise and raised the fruit basket at the same time: "I like the sound of your piano very much, please accept my gift."

Pulling aside several curtains hanging in front of the door, the splendid splendor is unobstructed.

The room was covered with crimson brocade decorated with golden flowers, and in the recess of the room, there was something that looked like a long sofa. There are several uniquely shaped swords on it, the scabbard is gold-plated, and the hilt is inlaid with dazzling gems. A glazed lamp hangs from the ceiling, alluring in shape and color, and a hazy gleam spreads across the carpet.

It's more luxurious than I imagined, but it looks too majestic and doesn't have the smell of a female boudoir. Could it be that this singer is a female man in essence?

The knight touched a treasured sword with his hands, but before he could touch it, the scabbard automatically fell off, the cold light flickered, the sharp sword floated in the air, and the tip of the sword pierced his throat.