"Shakespeare, to thank you for letting him understand the world of a brand-new 'king,' tampered with the script from the very beginning."
At those words, Su Mo's expression turned horrified. The script had been rewritten by that troublemaking Shakespeare; he could practically see the utterly disastrous developments to come.
Though he desperately wanted to leave right then, faced with the intent gazes of the Heroic Spirits and Chaldea staff below the stage, Su Mo could only continue performing under pressure.
Shakespeare, who had initially only been responsible for the lighting, special effects, and stage design, picked up the script and declared loudly.
"Ladies and gentlemen who have ascended to the Throne of Heroes from every legend, behold it! Behold the crystallization of humanity's greatest wisdom, brought to you by William Shakespeare! A drama that condenses life itself—enjoy it to your hearts' content!"
"Woooooo!!"
Thunderous applause erupted from below as the Heroic Spirits and Chaldea staff in the audience cheered excitedly for Shakespeare.
"Now then, Act One: the soldiers have all returned to the Royal Castle, utterly befuddled after being seduced by the succubi. The Hero, Sir Su Mo, faces a grave crisis!"
"097 To resolve this crisis, the Hero, Sir Su Mo, decides to sacrifice his charms and use the beep beneath his crotch to conquer the Demon King's general, the succubus Black Jeanne d'Arc."
"Hey, hey... What are you making me do in front of everyone? Stop this right now!"
"Master, do not struggle pointlessly. I am the devil of drama, the demon of words. While I cannot control you completely, simple guidance is no problem."
"Once you step onto the stage, the deepest desires and truest thoughts within your heart will be completely unleashed. Your body will act according to your Primal Remnant!"
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