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[This tent looks familiar?]

[Upstairs, are you forgetful? Vanessa saw this and bought a standing ticket to come over overnight = =]

[Haha, they're so good at collecting tickets, such shrewd businessmen...]

[Wait, who's that guy in the black robe? Is he that wild priest from last night? He looks so handsome with his beard shaved!]

At this moment, Uncle Bud and his family walked to the table.

Little chubby Anna proudly led her parents, standing on tiptoe to lift the heart-shaped stone above their heads, attracting envious glances from many children.

He casually ruffled her prickly buzz cut and bowed slightly to let them in.

Uncle Bud, beaming with pride, shouted to the townspeople who were traveling with him:

"See that? The magician's outfit? And the snake princess's dress... I made them all!"

The townspeople gave perfunctory replies, too busy peering longingly into the tent. Only after being urged on by those behind did Uncle Bud finally step inside with his wife and daughter, head held high.

He leaned down and gently shook the wooden box.

In just half an hour, there were already about a thousand gold coins inside.

A shadow fell in front of him, and he straightened up to look—

Among a group of energetic and smiling townspeople, this lonely fellow, seemingly going against the tide, stood out conspicuously.

like...

A ghost that was forcibly dragged out.

After removing the messy "balls of yarn" from his head, this priest actually had deep-set features. Although his eyes were sunken and he looked sickly, once he was clean-shaven and wearing a new robe, he looked like a melancholy, decadent middle-aged man.

Myriel stood two steps away.

He heard the "mute" stranger clearly and distinctly say, "Two gold coins, please come in."

After making eye contact with Renyi, the priest hesitated for a moment, then raised his arms to his chest and made a few gestures with great force:

Point your index finger randomly, then move your hands alternately around your mouth, finally crossing them in a negative gesture.

"You are not mute."

When did I say I was mute?

Is being multi-talented a mistake?

Ren Yi raised an eyebrow and gave a polite smile: "Good morning, Father... So you're not deaf after all!"

Miriai: "..."

The priest, who hadn't thought about anything for centuries, hadn't even had time to process the logic of the conversation when the young man in front of him gestured with one hand.

"Since we're already here,"

"You don't need to buy a ticket, please come in. Your VIP seat is in the center of the first row."

The priest's lips trembled; he didn't know whether to lower his hand or continue gesturing.

Siddhartha received a glance from Renyi and immediately glided over, naturally stuffing two purple berries into the priest's hand, and pushing him inside without saying a word.

Amidst the noise.

Father Myriel was thus pushed into the tent in a daze because he couldn't speak.

The light filtering through the dark red python skin gave the entire space a mysterious and intriguing dark red hue, even without additional lighting, stimulating the release of adrenaline and causing the heart to race.

The space was surprisingly spacious, and the tiered semi-circular stands were already full of townspeople.

The semi-circular open space in the center is their stage.

The eight braziers were arranged in a circle, and the flames of burning [combustible fat] leaped upwards.

Myriel was placed in the very center of the first row, next to Aurora, who was also dressed in a black priest's robe.

I saw someone sit down next to me.

After a moment of recognition, Aurora greeted her 'colleague':

"Father, peace be with you."

Myriel stared at the nun for a long time, unable to find any flaws in her disguise, so he nodded and gestured in sign language:

Peace be with you, sister.

At this point, the noise outside the tent gradually subsided.

The light suddenly dimmed, eliciting gasps of surprise. It turned out that Renyi had drawn the curtains, completely cutting off the outside light.

"ladies and gentlemen."

The room fell silent, and all eyes were on Ren Yi.

He strolled casually through the stands in his crisp uniform.

"Da, da, da"

Instead of stepping onto the stage, he walked around the venue.

He didn't wear a tall hat that could be used as a prop, nor did he carry a magic wand. He simply raised his right hand, which was covered in a dark red glove, and the braziers that he brushed over the flames immediately burst into flames, illuminating the open space in the center.

"!"

All the townspeople held their breath, their eyes wide open.

"Welcome everyone." He finally stepped onto the stage, bowing slightly. "Now, please open your eyes wide..."

"Snap!" A snap of fingers.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Heavy footsteps sounded.

Then, with a loud "boom," the ground seemed to tremble three times.

The curtain was roughly pulled back.

Ivan emerged shirtless, but no one noticed him at this moment because of the thing next to him—

A huge golden anchor, over three meters tall and more than four people wide!

a long time.

A collective gasp rippled through the audience.

This... isn't this the golden anchor that Mayor Vili considers a symbol of his prestige?!

The townspeople looked at each other in bewilderment.

The young blacksmith apprentice in the front row instinctively stood up: "Master! That, that's not from our town..."

"Shut up!"

Old John smacked his apprentice on the head with his pipe.

"Wow..." The apprentice covered his head, looking at Ivan on the stage with eyes full of admiration. "That must weigh several tons! No wonder it's called the Arctic Bear!"

"Snapped!"

Another pipe.

Old John, speaking in a low but not quiet voice, said, "Is that the point?!"

The key point is how Mayor Willie's pride was quietly taken over right under his nose!

Does the town mayor know about this?!

The commotion caused by the master and apprentice drew the attention of the surrounding townspeople, who immediately began whispering amongst themselves.

There was shock, but not panic.

It seems that the golden anchor is just an object and has no direct connection to the strange state of Golden Anchor Town.

"don’t worry."

He walked to the golden anchor, patted the cold metal, and gave the audience a reassuring smile.

"After the performance, I'll put it back where it was. Now..."

"Please enjoy our opening program!"

The curtain was drawn back once more.

In the center of the spotlight... no, the glow of the brazier, Nathan elegantly adjusted his bow tie.

"Please give a round of applause to our animal tamer, Mr. Nathan!"

Nathan bowed respectfully towards the audience, eliciting a chorus of soft gasps from the ladies.

"And his mysterious partner from the depths of the ocean—the Kraken!"

Only a few people had seen Xiao Jiu yesterday, so the audience craned their necks to get a closer look—

An octopus the size of a palm was lying there, looking like it hadn't woken up yet.

Kraken? That's all?

Scattered laughter rang out from the audience.

"Get to work, partner."

Xiao Jiu lazily raised one of its tentacles.

Nathan immediately and obsequiously pulled out a piece of roasted potato and handed it over.

The tentacles snatched the potato and stuffed it into its mouth in a few quick movements. Then, to everyone's astonishment, its unremarkable physique began to change rapidly.

One meter, two meters, three meters...

In the blink of an eye, a giant, brightly colored octopus was perched in the center of the stage.

The murmurs from the audience abruptly ceased.

Nathan spoke up at the opportune moment: "My partner is new here and a little shy. Now, let's start with something more literary to test its wisdom—"

If you saw off one corner of a rectangular table, how many corners are left?