Chapter 2217
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The delicious roast chicken shocked Vicky so much that she almost lost control.
After swallowing the chicken, she closed her legs and blushed.
This …
It was too shameful!
As a lady who had been educated as a socialite since she was young, how could she have such a reaction in front of other men?
"Is it delicious?" Efie looked at her with a smile. Her reaction was not much better than Vicky's when she tasted Hades's food for the first time.
The delicious food seemed to have some kind of magical power. No matter how much self-control one had, they still could not control themselves when they tasted it for the first time.
"It's delicious." Vicky nodded. That was an undeniable fact.
"Mr. Hades's culinary skills are too amazing. It's amazing." Vicky looked at Mag with a serious expression, and said, "If you're going to open a restaurant, please let me know."
"Okay." Meg nodded with a smile.
After eating the roast chicken and roast fish, Vicky felt that she was a fickle woman. Her preferences seemed to change all the time, and this change was only because she tasted the next dish.
Perhaps it was because the food was too delicious, the atmosphere was very harmonious. They talked and laughed, and their relationships became much closer.
"Vicky, other than Miss Black Cat's opera, did your opera troupe prepare any other operas?" Irina looked at Vicky and asked curiously.
"Yes, we prepared about five operas." Vicky nodded and shrugged helplessly. "But because of the loss of the opera singers, only Miss Black Cat can perform."
"Were they poached by the fat captain this afternoon?" Meg interrupted.
"Actually, I'm not too angry about this. After all, they were almost starving to death when they followed me. If they went to his place, at least they would have something to eat." Vicky smiled and said in a carefree manner, "Well, you can't let people starve to death for your dreams."
Meg nodded. This was one of the reasons why he admired Vicky so much.
"Speaking of new plays, I've been planning to write a play about this war." Vicky's eyes seemed to sparkle when she talked about opera.
"This war? What could he write? Do you want peach trees or glutinous rice? "Ai Fei tilted her head.
"The scene of everyone chopping down the peach trees and piling them up on the street is indeed a bit shocking. But does that mean we won't have any peaches to eat next year?" Mara also said, but it was a pity for the peaches.
Meg and Irina smiled knowingly. For ordinary people, the thing that left the deepest impression on them was naturally the large-scale operation to seize the peach trees and glutinous rice.
Although it had been two days since the end of the war, the soldiers on the frontlines might not have returned home yet. The detailed news was only circulated among certain social classes.
However, the legend of Alex saving the city again had already begun to circulate in the major teahouses and restaurants. The story was so well made up that even Meg couldn't help but want to say, "Good guy!"
As a literary creator, Vicky most likely heard some related news and then came up with the idea of writing a play.
"No, no, no. Seizing the peach trees and glutinous rice was only a part of the war. It was only a small part of the logistics. The real exciting part was the war that happened in the Extreme North.
You might not be able to imagine the scene of millions of skeletons rushing over. The giant dragons dropped large amounts of explosives, and hundreds of thousands of human archers shot millions of arrows consecutively … That scene, even the word "magnificent" is not enough to describe it!
Of course, the most shocking scene was when Alex slashed the bone dragon with his sword and lured the devil into the formation with his own body. Then, he cleverly used the teleportation formation that had been arranged in advance to escape, successfully sealing the devil and ending the war.
Alex is simply too cool! You can't find another man like him in the world! "
Vicky was very excited as she spoke. Towards the end, she even looked like a fangirl.
"How does this girl know so much about what happened at the frontlines?" Meg raised his eyebrows and looked at Vicky in surprise.
The details were exactly the same. Even among the soldiers on the frontlines, only a few of them knew what he had done.
This was also the reason why the rumors in the teahouses were so ridiculous.
"Are you attracted to him?" Irina looked at Vicky with a faint smile.
"It's very difficult not to be." Vicky nodded.
Meg carefully glanced at Irina and felt a sense of danger.
Vicky quickly added, "But of course, it's impossible. Princess Irina is also super beautiful. She's on par with you, sister. I'm afraid only a beautiful and powerful woman like her would be a perfect match for Alex."
Meg secretly heaved a sigh of relief for this girl.
"Is that so?" Irina's face showed a hint of a smile. She pulled out her sword halfway and then put it back.
Wasn't that right? In this world, the only person who could be compared to her in terms of beauty was herself.
"Leader, how do you know so much? You weren't around for the past two days. Don't tell me you went to the frontlines? "Mara asked curiously.
Vicky's expression stiffened. She felt that she was a little reckless. She actually said so many things that she shouldn't have. It would be a little troublesome for her to cover it up now.
Meg and Irina looked at each other. There was a hint of playfulness in their eyes.
"Ah … How is that possible? I can't even pick up a sword. How could I go to the frontlines to be cannon fodder?" Vicky smiled awkwardly and said, "I went home to visit my family two days ago. I happened to meet an elder who came back from the frontlines. I heard from him."
"She's lying." Meg and Irina could both tell.
A person's micro-expressions could reveal a lot of things.
Judging from the time, Vicky could indeed have appeared on the frontlines of the ice field. It was just that they didn't know what kind of identity she had appeared in.
However, if she was a young mistress from a rich family, why would she go to the frontlines? This was not something to be taken lightly. Even a 10th-tier powerhouse could lose his life.
"So you intend to write a script related to Alex?" Meg asked with a smile. He didn't expose Vicky's lie.
"I'm just thinking about it … After all, it's very difficult to find someone who can play him. Also, the setting is too big. You don't know how scary that demon is. I really can't reproduce it on stage." Vicky shook her head.
"Then if someone asks you to write a script, will you help?" Irina asked.
"Not so far. After all, there are only two opera troupes in Rodu. Of course, if there's an interesting idea or story, I might give it a try, "Vicky said with a smile.
Irina nodded slightly. She had a rough idea of what to do.
After dinner, Ev and Vicky took their leave. The Titan Tavern and the Black Cat Opera House were both open for business at night.
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