Translator: SumTLMan
When Angel left Mirror Ji’s residence, he was still in a trance.
It was a surprise Mirror Ji wanted sothing involving… Carnal desires.
Angel still rembers not long ago, he vowed that realism was perhaps more important than carnal desires to Mirror Ji.
But now Mirror Ji told him in person that she wants realism as well as carnal desire. His gift must have both, or she would refuse to receive it.
To find out what happened, let’s back to an hour ago.—
Mirror Ji said in a mysterious tone: “Now let’s talk about the surprise I want~.”
Angel imdiately put away his relaxed expression and nodded very solemnly. His ears perked up while waiting for Mirror Ji to say what she wanted from him.
Mirror Ji’s performance was very strange. Even if her tone of voice was mysterious. Angel’s head was brought in close as she asked in a tone closer to a whisper: “Do you know about—Feast Dance Charm?”
“Feast Dance Charm?” Angel’s eyes were puzzled as he asked: “Is this the na of so wizard?”
“Of course not.” Mirror Ji shook her head and looked at Angel with a pitiful expression which begs for sympathy and explained: “You should be at the age of longing for spring now. Why haven’t you ever seen this play?”
What the ghost? Longing for spring?! Angel suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.
“Haven’t you ever been to Shadow Demon City?” Mirror Ji asked suspiciously.
Shadow Demon City is the capital of Shadow Demon Kingdom the location of Twilight Deep Well.
“Well, I haven’t been to Shadow Demon City. But I’ll be heading there this afternoon.” Angel nodded as he said.
“Heading there this afternoon? Well… Oh, that’s right. I rember it’s the mid-year auction for Twilight Deep Well, right? That must be it. When you reach Shadow Demon City, you can go see the play at Enchanting Fragrance Grand Theatre.” Mirror Ji said.
“Enchanting Fragrance Grand Theatre? It sounds like an opera house. So when the Lord refers to ‘Feast Dance Charm’, is this an opera?” Angel asked.
Mirror Ji nodded and replied: “Yes, this is an opera. I have these images of the opera at the peak performances. Let show them to you.”
When she finished speaking, Mirror Ji pulled out a transparent square crystal from a corner of the room.
“This is a communicator produced by Sky Machinery City. Compared with the Crystal Ball, it is much more user-friendly. Ah, don’t you also know alchemy? When you et that little kid Rhine later, please rember to tell him to quickly change the style of the Crystal Ball. I’ve seen it for tens of thousands of years and am tired of seeing it.” Mirror Ji grumbles while inputting magic power to operate the communicator.
Needless to say. The person she is referring to as “kid Rhine” from Mirror Ji’s mouth is the one who can decide the replacent of the entire Savage Grottoes communication system. This must be one of the few Lords in the Southern Region, Silencer Rhine Muta.
Angel can only listen to Mirror Ji’s complaints in silence. Calling Lord Rhine “kid” while taking into consideration Mirror Ji’s age and identity as she calls him like this in exchange. Of course, is no problem. But Angel is at the small transparent bottom layer of the Wizard Plane. So he dare not be presumptuous in front of Lord Rhine, alright…? And most importantly, Angel still rembers running into Lord Rhine at Sanders mansion on Phantom Island not too long ago. While he was in the Lord’s natural Forbidden Sound Domain, he couldn’t even speak, let alone manage other things.
As Mirror Ji manipulated the communicator, she quickly scrolled through several images until she handed it over to Angel.
Angel felt a kind of affinity with the square viewing screen. His screen on the Holographic Tablet was a square one as well.
There was only that mont of affinity. But when Angel looked at the image in the square, all affinity had dissipated. The words which flashed through his mind were: Preposterous, absurd, unsightly.
In the first image, a brown-haired woman was dancing during a grand banquet feast in a very gorgeous corset dress with a pompous skirt. The guests all around her were aristocrats in formal attire.
There is nothing special about the first image. Angel looked at it from the perspective of a forr aristocrat. The brown-haired woman’s hair accessories were flower buds and her clothes were also very conservative. He thinks she should be the wife of a certain important aristocrat, or the directly host of the banquet feast.
But when Angel saw the second image, his face suddenly flushed bright crimson: “This, this, this…”
Mirror Ji smiled and said with mirth: “How are you feeling? Do you long for spring yet?”
Angel turned crimson and said nothing.
The aristocratic lady in the second image completely incarnated as hungry **. Her pompous skirt has been half torn off, her upper body was completely **, revealing twin pale peaks. A handso man, who also revealed his ** upper body, was holding onto the woman’s waist with his head buried in the woman’s chest. He stuck out his tongue to lick her smooth supple skin.
Behind the image, the other aristocrats were also more or less taking off their clothes as well. Almost all of them were handso n with manly figures.
Angel moved his head away from the images slightly and said to Mirror Ji: “I almost forgot to ask. I don’t know what Lord Mirror Ji ans when you suddenly ask about this Feast Dance Charm.”
Mirror Ji snickered and said: “Aren’t you going to turn back and see what’s next? There’s another image, and this one’s the most interesting.”
Angel’s jaw was stiff, then he turned back to see the last image.
Angel thoughts as he saw the last image: What would a group of n have to do with just one woman? The subsequent image is completely indescribable.
How can such a ** adult drama be shown in theatres? And the main protagonist still happens to be a traditional aristocrat?
Angel doesn’t deny there must be many people with debauched private lives among the aristocracy. But no matter how crazy an aristocrat acts in private, these two things must be maintained externally: Face and foundation.
Needless to say, the reason why aristocrats are aristocrats lies in their details. The others “face” is what the traditional aristocracy cares about the most. Angel still rembers a viscount near Watford whose horse groor had a secret love affair with the gardener. The relationship had spread when they were spotted on a private date. The status of both people was also very low, and their relationship would not have attract anyone’s attention. But the viscount was afraid of that one in ten thousand chance in case he lost face. So the viscount expelled both of these people, and their families were forced out of his territory because of the problems with face.
From this little incident, one can see how much the aristocracy values their own face.
However, this play unexpectedly directly involves a mber of the aristocracy as the main protagonist in a public display. The idea of “the traditional aristocracy never committing public **” has completely been thrown into the aristocracy’s face. So Angel wondered: How could such an opera really play in public theatres?
Angel is silent.
At this point, Mirror Ji answered the previous question from Angel: “I ntioned this opera because I thought Feast Dance Charm was a very creative idea.”
Creative?! Are you kidding …? Were it not for the fact that the person standing in front of him was Lord Mirror Ji. Angel would have begun explaining the norms and popular customs of the aristocracy if the person was so unaware.
“The surprise I want is to make a similar alchemy item with a fantasy world which combines with music. I want you to use the sa thod for making Journey to the Heavens for the Feast Dance Charm Opera. Can you do it?” Although Mirror Ji requested this. Her tone of voice is such that it carries with it a hint of threat which implies Angel is unable to refuse.
Angel’s expression was of embarrassnt as he thought: Sure enough, my previous terrible hunch ca true.
Of course, production-wise, this can be made, but…
Angel took a deep breath, and in hearing Mirror Ji’s threatening tone. His thin-skinned self faintly struggled and said: “Lord, it’s no problem, I can make it… But I’ve never made anything similar to this before.”
“Didn’t I tell you to go and see it? Anyway, you’ll arrive at Shadow Demon City later. Just stop by there to watch the opera to broaden your horizons and add to your knowledge base. Otherwise, you won’t even know where a girl’s destination is in the future.”
Regardless of the watching problem, the most important thing is that… Angel blushed and replied: “But I have no experience at all. The production of this fantasy world may end up having many defects, and won’t approach reality at all.”
Mirror Ji reached out and touched Angel’s face, sighing at the smoothness and tenderness of Angel’s skin before saying: “Who told you this was the kind of fantasy world that I want. I only want the sa kind of alchemy item as Journey to the Heavens, with realism and stories with connotations.”
Angel: “…” What kind of realism can a flesh play full of loopholes have?
Mirror Ji shook her head and said: “Although the storyline of Feast Dance Charm is weak, I have ntioned this to you three tis. I didn’t ask you to make Feast Dance Charm into a music box but want sothing with a similar feel to it. For example, you can add handso n to the floating island from just now. Or you can make a musical fantasy world where the queen ascends her throne and is surrounded by handso n. Or make a fantasy world with sad music accompanying to express the feeling of desire for handso n but with the person unable to get them…”
Angel now understood what Mirror Ji ant. Anyway, what she wants is Carnal Desire and Realism.
The so-called carnal desire ans to have many naked and handso n. The so-called realism is to express it in an elegant way where it doesn’t co off as dirty.
These two concepts are in conflict! How is it possible to combine them together?! Angel thinks there is nothing he can do.
“Why don’t I use Castle in the Sky’s fantasy world, and um…? Shall I add so handso n to the floating island?” Angel suggested.
Mirror Ji took this into consideration for a mont before saying: “Castle in the Sky’s music is unsuitable for expressing what I want.”
Angel: “…” You know these concepts are conflicting, so what are you talking about?
Mirror Ji waved: “Anyway, feel free to do whatever you want. Show it to when it is ready. If I don’t think it is correct, you can try again. Anyway, there is plenty of ti. When you produce it to my satisfaction. Then your repaynt of my kindness will be finished.”
After a pause, Mirror Ji seed to feel she was blackmailing a green teenager, which she felt was being a bit too unkind. She then added by saying: “I will give you another chance at receiving more praises at that ti, this will be a complint to you.”
After Mirror Ji finished speaking, she waited for Angel’s reply.
At this point, Angel could no longer refuse and could only helplessly give a slight nod.
Angel’s mind was thinking about how to et Mirror Ji’s two extre demands. Then he asked sothing which he will co to regret for more than half a month: “Can I use real people for the characters built in this fantasy world?”
As soon as he said it, Angel felt as if Mirror Ji seed to co alive at once.
Mirror Ji gave a long drawn out laugh and said: “I didn’t misjudge you! You are very creative!”
Creative?! Angel looked puzzled as he thought: Where is this creativity?
Suddenly, Mirror Ji approached Angel very tenderly and asked: “Have you seen your ntor’s—hanging fruit?”
Angel’s eyes beca as wide as saucers. He has now co to realize what a big he’s committed. How could he say “real people”? Isn’t this digging a hole for himself?!
Angel shook his head quickly, waved his hand and strongly denied: “No!”
“Tut tut tut, that’s truly a pity.” Mirror Ji felt extrely sorry but said: “If there is no fruit hanging from the body, then forget it. Even if these characters are wearing clothes. I believe what you can produce will be very close to the real person. After all, you are his apprentice.”
Angel hesitated and asked: “Can we change to soone else?”
“Yes, why don’t you get yourself involved? I also like your body’s style very much too. Especially with today’s big back, very handso.” Mirror Ji covered her mouth and laughed: “You must know your body well, so don’t you undress for .”
“Lord, let’s talk about how to make ntor Sanders more realistic.” Angel coughed twice and said: “I believe my ntor shouldn’t mind these small things.”
Mirror Ji smiled without saying a word, then she uses magic power to control a wooden basket and places it in front of Angel.
In this wooden basket are dozens of rolled-up scrolls placed into columns.
“There are portraits that Palesa sent . Take them out and have a look.” Mirror Ji said.
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