Chapter 331 Revenge Drama
Seemingly noticing Feng Xue's puzzled expression, the group leader respectfully picked up the golden statue, placed it solemnly in the center of the empty workbench, and said in a solemn tone:
"This is the god of wine and art, the legendary creator of stage plays, and the patron saint of Ilvia."
Feng Xue breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that it was the God of Wine. Although neither the Shadow Pigeon nor the Mythical God of Wine were good, they were at least better than the King in Yellow.
But he also knew that he shouldn't think about these things at this time, so after hesitating slightly, he showed a boyish ignorance——
"Ilvia?"
"Yes, the country of wine and art was once the birthplace of stage drama culture. It has been the ideal hometown of artists since the old times. We have gorgeous stages, intoxicating wine, and the cultivation of countless outstanding musicians, painters, The School of the Arts for poets, playwrights, singers..."
Speaking of this, a look of reminiscence appeared on the leader's face, which made Feng Xue doubt whether this man who looked to be in his early thirties had really seen that grand scene. However, thinking about it carefully, the man in front of him was a Dreamers, and for dreamers, as long as nothing happens, living for three hundred years or something is not a problem at all!
And just when Feng Xue was thinking about the true age of the group leader, his expression suddenly turned angry. It was hard to tell how much of that angry emotion was acting and how much was the real emotion born from recalling his hometown. , but the G·I force field he inadvertently emitted at this time was revealing a terrifying aura.
"It was all destroyed three hundred years ago! To be exact, two hundred and eighty-three years ago... I will always remember that day, those damn Edenists stormed into Ilvea, and they burned down the university , blew up the temple simply because the damn so-called God of Eden did not recognize the existence of other gods!”
"Captain, calm down!" Feeling that the entire room, or rather the entire camp, was beginning to become distorted and manic, Feng Xue quickly spoke out to stop it. It seemed that his voice had a real effect. After taking a few deep breaths, Captain Green , he regained his composure and sighed:
"Although it is said to be a religious war, you should know after learning so much knowledge that the so-called fight against heresy is just an excuse. The actual reason is that a Creator was born in the Eden Order, so we learned from Rainbow Sakura and Star Ring That way, it would just annex the surrounding small countries to form a big country.”
"So... the Green Troupe is a restoration organization?" Feng Xue tried his best to avoid irritating words, but the leader didn't seem to care. He just waved his hand and said:
"Restore the country? I don't have that kind of extravagance. I just hope that the knowledge brought from the academy can be passed on so that Ilvia's art will not die out."
"Then Mr. Siren..." Feng Xue frowned, this was completely different from what he thought!
If it's just to pass on Ilvia's art school, is it necessary to be so mysterious? It can't be that Shinra is still hunting for the orphan of Ilvia, right?
"The Kraken went to kill people."
The extremely calm answer shocked Feng Xue. Considering his identity, he did not hide his surprise, but took advantage of the situation to express his thoughts——
"But didn't you just say you just wanted to pass on the inheritance..."
"Yes, inheritance." The group leader nodded solemnly, "When a few classmates and I escaped from Ilvia, we were just children who had just gone to school. Even though we had been influenced by art since childhood, we still wanted to inherit Yilviya. The inheritance of Sylvia is obviously a dream, but I do have some talent in the art of architecture, and I designed a ritual structure based on the sacrificial ceremony of Dionysus. "
"Ritual structure?" Feng Xue forcibly tightened her expression, showing an ignorant look. After hearing this, the leader explained:
"It is a special structure technique that requires extremely strong belief to be realized. Even if you know the principle, it is difficult to realize. But maybe I am blinded by hatred. Maybe I do have some talent in this area. My The ritual is truly completed.”
Having said this, the leader looked at the pure gold statue and said in a voice with a hint of aria:
"Bacchus is the patron saint of Ilvia. When people offer wine and art to him, he will give back to believers with inspiration and talent. This is the basis of the belief in Bacchus. According to legend, Bacchus' favorite art The form is the stage play invented by himself.
"It's just that I was very poor at that time, and all I owned were the statues and books that were hidden by the priests with me. It was impossible for me to sell the statues, and there was no wine to offer sacrifices to. However, there is no end to the road. After I looked through those churches When I was saving the script, I found inspiration from the lines of a revenge play——
“Wine is brewed from the blood of enemies.”
"!!!" Feng Xue's eyes widened, and she immediately understood what the leader's ritual structure was, and the leader did not hide it, and answered openly:
"That's right, I used the blood of my enemies as wine to offer to God, and performed the drama of revenge through the process of assassinating my enemies. This sacrifice allowed me to truly gain creative inspiration and talent."
Feng Xue really wanted to say, "I can't imagine that I have the imagination to be like a matryoshka doll," but thinking that his golden fingers can also add some inspiration, he felt a little unconfident.
After all, the art of architecture is, to put it bluntly, "as long as you truly believe that you can do it, then it really can be done." Therefore, as long as you firmly believe that you can be inspired after completing this process, can you really be inspired?
"No wonder ritual structures are rare. It turns out that the difficulty is not the structure, but the wholehearted belief..."
Feng Xue was thinking secretly in his heart, but the leader stood up, his aura completely gone, and he looked into Feng Xue's eyes as if he was just an ordinary uncle:
"Although this is my ritual structure, now, it is actually more selfish. My revenge is not over yet. I want to use this profitable hatred to bind more people, but I also You know, this is wrong, so I will give you a choice.
"Every six years, I will adopt some orphans to teach. After I escaped from Ilvia, I have taught more than 500 students. I will not take the initiative to tell the children this story. When they can take charge of themselves, I will I will send them to a more suitable stage, but if there are children who can detect it, I will tell this story like today, and then give you the choice whether to join this scene, my revenge drama."
"Are they all Mr. Siren?" Feng Xue did not respond immediately, but asked curiously. The leader nodded and said:
"Conductor, Siren, Dancer, Shadow, and Martial Arts, they are all my outstanding students. In addition, I have many students, but some of them did not discover the specialness of the troupe until they 'graduated', and some did not They are unwilling to join. Of course, there are also some who have taken their last breaths during the performance, or who have quit due to being unable to adapt. As I said, this is my revenge drama, and I am the one who invites you to participate, but do you want to join? It's up to you."
"No benefit?" Feng Xue tilted her head in a cute way. The leader was not angry when he heard this, but calmed down:
"No."
"Then why did Mr. Siren and the others join?"
"Maybe it's because I'm looking for excitement, maybe it's to repay me, or maybe it's just because I have nowhere to go."
Seeing the leader's words which had no intention of persuasion at all, Feng Xue could only helplessly spread her hands:
"Captain, it's hard to win over people like this!"
"Because that's really not a good thing."
Listening to the group leader's unabashed answer, Feng Xue laughed, performed an actor's stage etiquette to the group leader, and said in a slightly performative voice:
"I'm honored to be a part of your new play."
Unexpectedly, when the leader heard this, he shook his head and said: "It's not a new drama, it's just an old antique that has been constantly revised."