"... Now, the fierce knight Silvis was a valiant general in the expeditionary force. With Grand Duke Antos about to awaken in front and countless Blood Corpse swarming in from behind, the expeditionary force was truly in dire straits..."
"In the face of danger, Silvis was ordered to defend the stone gate to the death, vowing that as long as he lived, he would never let a single Blood Corpse cross the stone gate."
The sounds of battle within the gate gradually subsided. The knight, knowing that his comrades had been wiped out, remained fearless and pointed his longsword forward to meet the two vampire counts.
"These two counts were truly 'a pair of smiling tigers, two black sharks'—"
"The one on the left is called Daite, who is skilled at turning blood into arrows, and his shots never miss; the one on the right is named Keli, whose Giant Arms, when put together, are like city walls and mountains..."
"The meager amount of flesh and blood power that Antos bestowed upon them allowed these two to create quite a few interesting things..."
Seeing the two earls attack, Silvis drew his sword and thrust... To find out what happened next...
"Smack!"
To be continued...
With the sound of the gavel, today's quirky storytelling session came to an end.
The players booed and jeered, then threw the few coins they had prepared at the guy sitting on the makeshift wooden platform.
The clanging of copper coins falling was incessant, and occasionally some strange collision sounds could be heard, which were from players rewarding unopened items.
The player on the wooden platform made a perfunctory gesture of bowing, looking at the scattered copper coins in front of him with a smile.
Today is only the third episode of the classic adaptation of " The Chronicles of Silvis," but the enthusiasm of the players has far exceeded the expectations of those who wanted to perform on the wooden platform.
Although it's largely adapted, and references content already found in encyclopedias and forums, however...
Players love this kind of thing.
Perhaps because they've seen similar scenes in historical works, when a storyteller who shouldn't exist in this world or this era appears before them, players almost immediately empathize with the onlookers.
According to everyone's understanding, this is the time to show support by donating money.
Alright then, whatever you say, I'll just accept my tip!
Among the players who were still eager to continue, a tall figure stood out.
The guy in the cowboy hat and vest shouted "Good!" a few times, then curled his fingers to his lips and whistled loudly before tossing a silver coin toward the makeshift wooden platform.
"I said, do you really need to be this fanatical?"
Seeing that his friend was starting to go crazy, [ Gill's Cuisine ] quickly tugged at [ Western Sharpshooter ]'s shoulder.
"Oh my friend, you should have told me your country had such a wonderful thing."
[ The Western Sharpshooter ]'s face remained beaming with joy, and he continued to cheer amidst the boos.
[ Gill's Cuisine ] slapped himself in the face.
Thank God, just the day before yesterday, that's not what he said.
Two days ago, an unknown player, along with several NPC workers, set up a makeshift wooden platform on the edge of Valhalla Square, and placed a chair and a small square table on it.
The players were confused, but no one went to bother them.
Anyone wanting to cause trouble here needs Ed's permission. Since their boss has agreed, they want to see what this guy is really up to.
And so the first chapter of " The Chronicles of Silvis " began.
Despite his somewhat awkward and unnatural way of speaking, the naturally lively players quickly gathered around him.
At that time, a few people from [ Gill's Cuisine ], [ Western Sharpshooter ], and Mortgage Tavern were passing by.
Hearing the familiar hometown accent, [ Gill's Cuisine ] was naturally the first place that drew people in.
But soon [ Western Sharpshooter ] came to his side and told him to hurry up and join the team to capture the Blood Corpse.
However, during the few minutes the two were arguing, [ Western Sharpshooter ] seemed to become interested in the story told by the prankster player.
So for the next two days, he showed up there precisely on time every day.
That's how it happened; everything changed so fast that even [ Gill's Cuisine ] found it hard to believe.
However, the reason given by [ Western Sharpshooter ] is quite simple:
"No cowboy would miss such an inspiring tale of a lone hero, which reminds me of the tavern my great-great-great-grandfather used to run."
"I remember my great-great-grandfather telling my great-grandfather that when he was a child, there was a guy who could play guitar and sing who lingered in that tavern for a long time. I think I understand how he felt back then."
[Jill's Food] Hearing this, he curled his lips and felt that he no longer recognized the word "Zeng".
"Is it possible that it's simply because the game's real-time translation system is so incredibly powerful that it can switch from one language to another without any delay, without altering the meaning, tone, or even metaphors?"
"That's possible, Gill, which is why I need to listen more. Let's go catch a couple of Blood Corpse, or I won't have any money to tip this bard tomorrow..."
"..."
The crowd around the wooden platform dispersed, and the player who had been talking until his throat was dry began to tally up his spoils for the day.
His ID also seems to perfectly match his identity—[ Those Death to Those Who Stop Updating ].
After carefully collecting a silver coin, over two hundred copper coins, and four or five inexpensive gadgets, he quickly arrived at a house and knocked on the door.
"Please come in."
A somewhat dejected voice came from inside the door.
The player pushed open the door and entered, only to find his good friend—[ Ginseng Rooster ].
That's right, he's actually just a guy who enjoys this performance style in real life.
As for his job status, it's similar to that of [ Ginseng Rooster ], belonging to a relatively professional freelance contributor.
He and [ Ginseng Rooster ] are colleagues and friends in real life, and after hearing about the great reputation of " World of Disorder " for a long time, he recently became a fan.
To avoid his ID cursing him, [ Those Death to Those Who Stop Updating ] has been racking his brains for the past two days due to the pressure of writing.
Meanwhile, the person sitting across from him at the desk, [ the Ginseng Rooster ], seemed to be in no better shape.
"Dude, what's wrong with you? What's so hard to write?"
[ The Death to Those Who Stop Updating ] is confused about his friend's current state, after all, [ Ginseng Rooster ] is the kind of guy who dares to write the archbishop and the cardinal as a pair of star-crossed lovers.
He not only dared to write, but also dared to publish, and even dared to serialize.
At this moment, in almost every street in the towns of Fitz Province, low-quality printed copies of " The Cardinal's Secret History " are being carried around.
So, what could possibly stump this genius?
[ Those Death to Those Who Stop Updating ] quietly strolled up behind [ Ginseng Rooster ], only to see a title written on the manuscript paper in front of him—
General Seraphina defeated the Demonic Tide Vanguard with a giant fireball.