Location: Amber Hall
Members of the Extreme Association lay sprawled around the hall like a pack of lifeless dogs.
In the corner.
Miseria and Fratiss squatted there, whispering, and soon caught the attention of Chloe who was sorting the harvest.
"Senior sister, junior sister, what are you two doing here?"
"Ah!"
"Eek!"
The two were startled and turned to see Chloe's curious eyes.
Miseria instinctively wanted to block Chloe's vision, saying:
"Nothing at all."
"..."
Very suspicious.
Chloe squinted her eyes.
Fratiss, however, confessed honestly:
"Actually, we're looking at the records in the Fantasy Ball."
Chloe was even more puzzled:
"What's there to hide about this kind of thing?"
Fratiss was also momentarily taken aback and turned to Miseria:
"Yeah, senior sister, what's there to hide about this?"
Miseria's cheeks flushed slightly as she said:
"The work isn't finished yet, isn't it embarrassing to look at it ourselves?"
Chloe tilted her head:
"I was in it myself, I'm not embarrassed, why are you?"
Miseria remained silent for a long time.
Chloe took her silence as agreement.
Not being able to see your own work is quite odd.
So he directly squatted between the two of them to look at Miseria's "masterpiece."
"Hey, the little foodie did pretty well in this part."
"Rephya seems to have very few appearances, she's just a background character."
"Wow, senior sister Miseria, you're so shameless,"
Chloe turned his gaze to Miseria.
Miseria lowered her head in embarrassment: "I-I think my character is quite important."
"Is this why you played the queen and crazily added scenes for yourself?"
Miseria quietly averted her gaze.
The queen she played was not the emperor's lover.
The emperor's lover was the Celestial Destiny Mage Diana.
However, Diana never got to sit on the throne as queen before she perished.
Because she hadn't managed to secure the position before dying.
So the queen Miseria portrayed was actually the wife of the previous emperor of Ensar, and thus the mother of the current emperor.
The previous Ensar emperor died early due to certain reasons.
And the queen Miseria portrayed raised the future emperor through hardship until adulthood.
In her script, there's a section of the queen's monologue.
How should I put it?
Perhaps due to some unspeakable sentiment, some director~ oops, some fantasist crazily added scenes for herself.
Chloe could understand her thoughts.
An author, after all, can't help but add their own biases.
When you aren't a creator, you can't add your biases.
As a creator, if you still can't add biases, then what's the point of being a creator?
Miseria whispered:
"I-I didn't do it on purpose."
"Hmm?" Chloe looked at her with wide eyes, "Then what is it?"
"I just feel that I'm quite suited to this role, even my digestion of the Extraordinary Traits has accelerated, so..."
Chloe sighed with resignation.
Got it.
No wonder Miseria was so conflicted.
The Extraordinary Traits of the Fantasy Path are all various spiritual energy products.
Spiritual energy is active and hard to control, making it extremely difficult to digest.
If you finally find a role that can accelerate digestion of Extraordinary Traits, Miseria would certainly play it more.
Yet as she watched, Chloe began to feel something was amiss.
"Senior sister Miseria, isn't my storyline a bit..."
Miseria quietly turned her head.
Fantasy shows are one thing, but the recorded content of the Fantasy Ball is another.
Ke looked at the editing content, noticing the focus often zoomed in on his face, which made Miseria's expression become subtly nuanced.
Miseria pondered for a moment, deciding to explain properly.
"The protagonist's good looks can enhance the audience's sense of immersion."
"Oh."
"Looks are also an actor's weapon, attracting more viewers to watch repeatedly, which accelerates the accumulation of the Mythical Template."
"Oh?"
"When editing, I always felt that cutting out such scenes would be a desecration of fans who appreciate looks."
"Oh!"
"Damn it, why are you doing this, I'm just simply finding the scenes pleasing to retain, is that wrong?"
Miseria was both embarrassed and annoyed.
Stupid man.
Had to make her be so straightforward.
Is strength that remarkable?
Is technical skill remarkable?
Is being good-looking remarkable?
Smack.
Miseria knelt on the ground and rolled around.
"I don't care, I don't care, I don't care, I don't want to cut the content!"
Her tantrum-like antics were just like those authors who write borderline content, trying to coax the editor to unseal it.
Afraid that the hard-written sections would be cut, but knowing once exposed it would definitely be cut.
All in all, it was quite helpless.
"Dear junior, you wouldn't trouble your senior sister, forcing me to cut it, right?"
"Let's still cut it a bit," Chloe sighed, "The close-up shots, and those few shots focusing on my abs."
"Junior~"
Miseria made an adorable sound she could never have imagined in her life, attempting to sway the junior's decision.
Chloe shook his head firmly.
"Dear junior!"
Miseria let out a lamenting cry.
Her pitiful appearance made Chloe burst into laughter.
He thought about it, the content focusing on his abs actually wasn't that problematic.
He's not some internet novel censor, afraid that showing a bit more would corrupt people.
Chloe sighed and said:
"How about this, cut some of the close-up shots, will that work?"
"Chloe junior, you're the best in the world!"
Miseria cheered jubilantly, a scheming smile appearing on her face.
Uh-oh.
Chloe realized he'd been tricked.
Alright, alright.
Alright, Miseria.
First you say you want to take off the roof, I disagree, then you tell me you want to open a window, right?
But since he'd already agreed, he didn't think of going back on his words.
"Hehe, great junior, I'll make you some coffee."
"Senior, I'd like a mojito."
"I'll make it for you."
"There's some cream in the fridge."
"(Obediently) I'll make you an iced tea with ice cream too."
Before Chloe could finish speaking, she had already dashed to the bar.
Fratiss was still fiddling with the Fantasy Ball, lost in thought.
Seeing her daydreaming, Chloe leaned closer and said:
"Hey, little foodie."
"Senior, my name is Fratiss, not Little Foodie," Fratiss explained earnestly.
"Using a nickname for a junior makes it feel more intimate."
Fratiss pouted and said:
"I, I don't think I'm greedy."
Chloe lowered his head and picked up the Fantasy Ball, saying:
"Little Foodie, we've conquered 9 D+ Mazes, 3 D++ Mazes, and 1 D+++ Maze."
Fratiss showed a puzzled expression.
Chloe had to remind her again:
"The materials we gathered in the Mazes also included certain Maze Monsters' ingredients."
Fratiss paused.
Fratiss froze.
Fratiss's eyes were slightly red.
"Senior~"
Little Foodie beamed a sweet smile.
Chloe ruffled her hair and said with a grin:
"You're my guild member, of course I'd prepare something for you."
"Senior, you're the best in the world!"
Huh?
I don't know why, but it feels like I've heard similar things a lot today.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
Miseria ran over, handing out the completed desserts.
"One for Fratiss, one for Junior."
Fratiss Mojito +1, Chloe Mojito +1.
"One for Fratiss, another for Junior."
Fratiss Iced Tea with Ice Cream +1, Chloe Iced Tea with Ice Cream +1.
"One for Fratiss, one for me."
Fratiss Freshly Squeezed Fruit Tea +1, Miseria Freshly Squeezed Fruit Tea +1.
Chloe looked at Miseria helplessly and said:
"Senior, you're going to spoil Little Foodie like this."
"Hehe, no worries, how can I not spoil Fratiss when she's so sweet and cute."
Miseria hugged Little Foodie's cheek, rubbing it gently.
She remembered something, winked at Chloe and said:
"Junior, you can deduct it from my rewards."
"Hah, I'm not short on money."
"Haha, then I'll just take advantage for free."
Fratiss turned her head to glance at Chloe, then turned to look at Miseria.
For some reason, she felt a bit redundant standing there.
"Um..."
The two of them looked at Little Foodie.
"Senior, senior, you two go ahead and chat, I'll go to the bar and have a drink."
"Hey, Little Foodie, you don't have to..."
Chloe hadn't finished speaking.
But Fratiss was already holding three drinks, darting to the bar, leaving a trail behind.
"You two enjoy your chat!"
Passing by a certain corner, she suddenly wondered.
"Huh? How come the sofa at the bar has been changed?"
But she didn't bother to look into it.
Not far away, Teresa looked at Chloe with a bit of speechlessness and disdain.
Chloe coughed.
After all, it was the place where he fought with Lilith.
If it were the bed in a room, that'd be another story.
Being a public facility, thinking that it had been used by the two of them, and then others sitting on it, felt genuinely awkward.
So he simply replaced it and had it burned.
"So, aside from all this, is there anything else you want to talk to me about, Senior?"
Regaining his composure, Chloe turned to look at Miseria.
Miseria nodded and said:
"Oh... it's about that..."
She explained to Chloe the operational rules of the Fantasy Ball.
A Fantasy Ball has the functions of both a camera and editing software.
Theoretically, each Fantasy Ball can record a Fantasy Show.
Once recording is complete, the Fantasy Ball becomes the main weapon of a Fantasist.
Depending on the completeness of the Fantasy Show, it can directly summon illusions of the Actors.
Chloe looked at Miseria and said:
"So, does the Fantasy Show still need improvement?"
"Yes, you and Rephya need to add a reunion scene."
"Hmm?"
"Rephya, who plays Diana, is a member of that era's Heroic Squad. Later, the Storm Hero chose to use his life to leave an irrevocable scar on the Demon King and died in the Underground City."
"Right."
"According to history, the Storm Hero didn't plan to let his companions die in the Underground City and eventually allowed Diana to leave with their critically wounded comrades.
After that, there's the story of Diana meeting and falling in love with the young emperor.
So the part I need from you two is the reunion between the recuperating Diana and the emperor, leading to their pact marriage for a shared goal."
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