Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, the Israeli boxing champion

While adjusting his landing posture, he organized his vocabulary and asked questions.

"Can you explain this thing called Stockholm syndrome?"

PS1: At 2:45 in the middle of the night, group sex, dark circles under the eyes,

Looks like I've been doing this for years, shit.

PS2: I guess by the time you see this chapter, Ah Shui’s reputation has already collapsed.

This cousin's operation is comparable to Sun Yang's mother

Why is the S9 champion skin more expensive than last year's?

PS3: Umineko said there will be a large-scale collaboration, and the final result will be either Girls' Frontline or Azure

That show is so effective.

Chapter 202 The Day the Music Was Shot Down

"Your behavior has been a little abnormal recently." Scathach said this. She clearly wanted to take him out of this world, but she found herself powerless. In addition, the order she had just received made her very annoyed.

Is there going to be a day when I'm ordered around?

"Ah, yes, there are some clues."

Allen said this as he took out a can of Coke from the refrigerator. Sometimes he really couldn't understand why two companies, Coca-Cola and Pepsi, had fan clubs. However, given that there were fan clubs on mobile phones, he couldn't say anything.

Anyway, Nokia will always be the god!

"Scathach, what do you think of this world?"

"...What kind of answer do you want?"

“The truest thoughts in my heart.”

The most real idea?

Scathach rarely started to think.

Without any prejudice, this is a virtual world where someone's inner desire is realized by another person using the Holy Grail, but this false daily life makes the initiator addicted to it, so that the person who was initially favored changes his original intention and chooses to continue to help him maintain it...

What kind of script was written by a third-rate screenwriter!

"The Hanging Garden of Sin Song."

"It's really insightful, worthy of the wisdom of the demon world."

This is indeed the case, otherwise Andusias would not have asked Amadeus if he had caused him to suffer from Stockholm syndrome.

"If nothing unexpected happens, I think our journey in this world will come to an end."

Scathach was stunned for a few seconds, and after seeing Alan's expression, she confirmed that this answer was about to become an established fact.

"I have a question for you too, Alan."

"But it doesn't matter."

"...Can you really bear it?"

Alan remained silent about all this, just like the underground river. Even though he knew there were undercurrents beneath the calm water, he pretended nothing had happened.

"There are more important things for me to accomplish."

How could you be so cruel?

Although he saw the girl he had been dreaming about again after returning to Chaldea, the distance between their hearts was not shortened by even a centimeter.

Alan knew this very well because that's exactly what he did.

But even so, the thought is still there in my heart.

If, if I could still appear beside her as "Alan"...

If this world is a prison that Amadeus has built for himself and Marie Antoinette, isn't it the same for himself?

"I'm going out, Scathach."

"I'm sorry, Alan."

"It's nothing. I will face this problem sooner or later."

Scathach held the balcony railing with her hands, looking at the somewhat desolate back, feeling uncomfortable in her heart.

"I'm sorry, Alan, I think we might be at war."

......

Following the route sent by Andusias, Alan finally found a private cinema. This cinema deeply implemented the principle of hiding in the city. If you don't have sharp eyes, you won't be able to find this cinema.

There were only two guests sitting in the cinema today, the VCR was behind the seats, one was already sitting in the empty seat waiting for the show, and the other was late.

"You're about 10 minutes late."

"This place is really hard to find, and you smell too much of cologne." Alan had to pinch his nose, which made him think he was back in 18th century Paris.

"There was a miscalculation. I thought it would land on the ground, but it ended up in the river by mistake."

"Then I suggest you buy a lottery ticket. So what's the movie today?"

"A documentary about Amadeus, his entire life from birth to death. I would like you to help me analyze his character, Alan and Vashak."

"Aren't you technically his elder?"

“I totally failed in this area.”

As Warner Bros. showed up, Allen's expression became weird.

"Don't tell me that 1984 movie has anything to do with you."

"What you are seeing now is the uncut version."

It was different from the one I had seen. The one who confessed at the beginning was originally Salieri, but now it was Andusias who was beside him.

"This is my confession."

The camera turns, and the great musician who wrote concertos at the age of 4, symphonies at the age of 7, and large-scale operas at the age of 11 runs away in the suburbs of Paris like a stray dog, with his mind full of childhood scenes with the girl.

That bohemian, cynical and arrogant young man, after taking off the bright and beautiful outer packaging, what is left is just a sensitive and fragile person inside.

Four years later, his mother passed away. That great woman died from a family curse. It was a tragedy that the eldest daughter of a family inherited from Oedipus chose a member of the Demon Pillar family.

At his father's suggestion, he went to Italy alone to visit his sister's pen pal Antonio Salieri, which was the second best experience in his life.

——Until his father ordered his dearest sister to give up this path.

Next was Adam and Eve who tasted the forbidden fruit. This was his sin. After that, his sister went to Italy, and as the price, he had to stay in Salzburg and look at the face of the damn archbishop. He did not come back to life until he went to Vienna.

"You like this kind of disguise, don't you?" said the unicorn in the movie. "This kind of superficial friendship, the compliments between each other, but underneath it is an undercurrent. You don't think an ordinary person who knows your biggest secret can do anything."

"Shut up! Salieri is different from them. He deserves this from me."

"Is this why you let your family pay for you?"

Amadeus was speechless. He loved this world, he loved the most intelligent primate on the planet, but this was not the reason for him to do this.

"You are disqualified, Amadeus."

The devil just laughed at all the efforts made by Amadeus - sadly, most of the people who tried to please Mozart were for his music. He was dissolute for this, and he despised and looked down on them, but was considered to be spoiled and wasting his talent. They didn't get any benefit from him, and left with curses - at least he thought so, and hated them from the bottom of his heart.

The gunfire of the Great Revolution completely destroyed his health. His body became weak and he served as the conductor of the orchestra during the performance of his opera "The Magic Flute" despite dissuasion. He eventually fainted in the middle of the performance.

At the end of the film, he held his seriously ill body, holding a quill pen that had just been dipped in ink in his hand, and quietly closed his eyes after recalling his boring life.

"I admit that your filming style is too stream-of-consciousness for most people to understand."

"So you understand."

"At least I understand why he chose to keep this world going," Allen said.

"He loves all beautiful things, and the nobility in his soul prevents him from accepting any external help, so Amadeus, he chose to do this alone. Such an awkward personality is probably related to you. Tell me, how many clips about you have you edited?"

"It's as long as Inception."

"You're amazing." Alan picked up his clothes from his seat and walked towards the door.

"So what are you going to do?"

"Isn't Amadeus in heaven now?"

When Alan reached the door, he stopped.

"Then all we have to do is knock him down."

It has the flavor of Time magazine.jpg

PS1: I recommend everyone to watch the movie "Amadeus" mentioned in the article. This movie won the Oscar for Best Picture in 1985.

PS2: After you calm down, come back and watch the live broadcast of YJ’s first anniversary

Changing names and personal signatures is a commonplace.

Everyone knows about the refresh of assists, but the two five-star ones limited to public recruitment are outrageous.

Making false promises, releasing figures, engaging in collaborations, and releasing setting collections are all common practices in the mobile game industry. Apart from the new mode, everything else is really quite standard.

And there are 108? One is a 2D character skin (18 Originium). Wouldn’t it be nice if I use this money to buy FPX skin?

No one criticized the limited double UP mechanism, which deserves the most criticism. It won’t kill him if he makes a daily double UP.

And the most outrageous thing is that this is the first time I see a player treating the game company as their father... It turns out that they have been hungry for too long.

Chapter 203: Qilou Sword

"what--"

The cannon and the black sword collided again. Napoleon stared at the black red dot under the helmet, racking his brains to figure out the identity of the Berserker in front of him.

The man in front of him was undoubtedly a noble knight, as evidenced by the sword in his hand. It was definitely a top-quality sword. Unfortunately, it and its owner had been covered in dust and degenerated into this state. The black smoke on his body gave him a mysterious feeling, which was very uncomfortable.

Apart from this, there was nothing else to give him any hints.

"He was originally a noble knight... one of Charlemagne's twelve warriors? The Paladin and his Yulandel? Forget it, let's just call him the Sword."

The black knight in front of him did not have any extreme reaction to his words, so this answer was also ruled out.

Judging from several rounds of fighting, the Black Knight possesses unparalleled martial arts, so much so that even after manifesting as a Berserker he is not affected by his inherent frenzy. Moreover, he cannot hurt the man in front of him unless he gets close to him. This is a bit too lucky.

Trouble...

A large area had been cleared around him. The good news was that most of those who surrendered to him had fought their way into the Bastille, and there were not too many casualties from their battle. As for the bad news, it would be strange if no one died.

The dark knight rushed forward again, this time holding the heavy sword horizontally and sweeping it towards Napoleon's head. The emperor just smiled slightly, his expression unchanged, but he swung the cannon in his hand towards the black heavy sword.

"clang--!"

There was a loud sound of steel colliding, and Napoleon could sense the disappointment of the Berserker in front of him. However, even though he blocked the attack with the barrel, the huge force coming from that end still made his arms feel uncomfortable.

"It seems we have to move up one more level."

With his powerful strength and superb martial arts, there was no need to ask further questions. The Servant standing in front of him was no ordinary person, and was definitely the Emperor's greatest opponent since he appeared in this world.

Napoleon took a step back, removing the powerful force exerted by the enemy, but the black knight did not want to let him go so easily.

“Aaaaaaaaaa!!”

The emperor was stunned.

The black knight picked up a broken weapon on the ground. The sword, which had already been sharpened, instantly became perfect. He held the sword with both hands and attacked the emperor just like Jing Ke did at that time.

"What the hell? Creating a Noble Phantasm on the spot? Or two swords?"

Napoleon should not neglect it. Since the Berserker in front of him chose to approach head-on, he simply made up his mind and aimed the main gun at the flying knight.

"Eat me!"

Three seconds later, Berserker flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground. Seeing this, Napoleon finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, at least it's not immortal."

Before he finished speaking, the knight who was lying on the ground got up again, muttered something meaningless, and swung two long swords at Napoleon.

Every time Berserker held Napoleon back for a minute, he became more and more annoyed. Not long after the battle, he saw several figures running on the roof. He thought he could quickly deal with the obstacle in front of him, but he didn't expect to be dragged down like this.

"We have to think of a way..." After repelling the dark knight once again, Napoleon lit a cigar for himself, which was a sign that he was serious about it.