Chapter 255: Failed Negotiation and Breaking the Status Quo
Chapter 255: Failed Negotiation and Breaking the Status Quo
"Are we just going to leave like this?"
After glancing back at the chaotic tavern, the princess, dressed as a waitress, couldn't help but ask, "That Elijah hasn't escaped yet. If he stays there, who knows what might happen..."
"Don't worry, he'll be fine."
Lyon, after tossing Yuhua onto his shoulder and letting it settle, grabbed a cloth he had taken from the restaurant. As he wiped the sauce off Black Sheep's face, he began to explain, "He's got someone watching over him, so he's much safer than us. Even if those three sailors were just punching him, as long as Master Wilde is willing, he could be run over by a cruise ship and still get up and be as lively as ever."
???
What on earth was he talking about?
Without the protection of Materialism's anomaly resistance, the princess, still in her waitress Agatha disguise, couldn't understand Lyon's words. However, remembering Mr. Joseph's usual nonsensical rants, she didn't probe further. Instead, she suggested with a worried expression, "Mr. Joseph, the police station is just around the corner on the next street. Could you please go and report it? I'm worried about the tavern..."
"There's definitely nothing wrong at the tavern!"
After cleaning Black Sheep's face, Lyon tied him to his belt. Then, grabbing the princess's shoulders with both hands, he said seriously, "Veronica... Agatha, listen to me!"
Seeing the princess's surprise, Lyon, who was preparing to try and escape with her, explained earnestly, "What I'm about to tell you may sound unbelievable, but I can assure you that every word I say is true. You're not just a waitress at the tavern; you're..."
Lyon felt an inexplicable danger and his hair stood on end. He looked up and saw a transparent thread, many times thicker than the previous one, silently falling from the sky, heading straight for the back of his head!
It was the King of Drama who had come!
Realizing the situation, Lyon didn't use the Holy Spirit Pendant to attack the transparent thread. Instead, he controlled his spiritual power, which was as substantial as a large hand, and pushed himself away, narrowly avoiding the falling thread.
However, as a powerful being with the Power of Two Sheep, the King of Drama's ability was not so easily evaded. The thread, thicker than a grown man's thigh, instantly shattered, turning into hundreds of invisible threads that instantly entangled Lyon, sticking firmly to every part of his body that could move.
"How dare you ruin my play!"
With a shout filled with anger, the world seemed to freeze. The birds in the sky stopped flapping their wings, the fresh and salty sea breeze halted, the sound of waves crashing against the pier ceased, and everything fell silent.
A man in a crisp double-breasted white suit, wearing a matching hat, appeared. It was Master Wilde, leaning on a cane, limping towards Lyon with a furious expression.
This must be the embodiment of the King of Drama's will.
Lyon, his entire body stuck with threads but his eyes still moving, looked at the enraged Master Wilde.
According to his speculation, the physical form of this 'Two Sheep' level anomaly was the seaside town, or rather, the dramatic world it had created.
That was why, upon entering, he had obtained information about the King of Drama. To escape the dramatic world it had created, one could either rely on strength or find the embodiment of the King of Drama's will and try to severely damage it, causing the world born of its will to collapse prematurely.
Lyon's original plan was to lure out the King of Drama's will and test the Holy Spirit Pendant's spiritual shock ability. He thought that creating such a vast world would surely consume a lot of energy, and the remaining power of the King of Drama might not be able to withstand the pendant's impact.
But now...
After sensing the strength of the King of Drama's will, Lyon shook his head and clicked his tongue, abandoning the idea of attacking it head-on.
The willpower of this guy was too strong, as solid as a concrete wall. Lyon knew he couldn't push through it, so he had to think of another way.
"Why... why can you still move?!"
Master Wilde was slightly startled, seeing Lyon shaking his head and sighing despite being covered in threads. Just as he was about to increase the threads, he noticed that the man was only shaking and wriggling, and the threads he had controlled snapped, not a single one remaining.
"I can move because I'm exempt from your control... Also, although it may seem futile, I'd like to try and negotiate with you."
Lyon assessed his current abilities and realized he had no way to deal with the King of Drama. Freeing himself from the threads, he pointed to the princess and proposed sincerely, "If you let me and her leave, and release everyone trapped here after the play ends, I can help you..."
"No!"
Before Lyon could finish his proposal, the King of Drama interrupted with a firm refusal. He raised his cane and pointed at the princess, saying, "You can leave after your performance, but she is the female lead of 'The Twelve-Day Tour.' She must stay!"
"No... Do you really intend to finish this play?"
"Even the worst play is better than one that's stopped midway! Once my drama begins, it must continue, no matter what happens in the middle."
"But can you even continue this play?"
Lyon pointed towards the tavern and said to the stubborn master, "I haven't seen this play, but if I'm not mistaken, the previous scene was meant to bring the male and female leads together through a shared ordeal, quickly developing their relationship to make the 'Twelve-Day Tour' invitation plausible. Now, I've saved Agatha, and your male lead has spoken up, but he's only been beaten. Your play has been disrupted. Is there a point in continuing?"
"It's very necessary! As for how to continue, that's none of your business, you troublemaker!"
Master Wilde glared at Lyon angrily and said, "Furthermore, since you're an audience member who bought a ticket to my play, I won't hold this disruption against you. But from now on, you're not allowed to watch any of my plays. Neither I nor the Morning Star Theatre welcomes you!"
"..."
So, there's no room for negotiation?
After listening to the words of "Wilde Master," Leon couldn't help but sigh again as he looked at the strange door that suddenly appeared in front of him, with the word "Exit" written on it.
It was impossible to leave the princess behind. Although, so far, the "King of Drama" had shown no intention to harm anyone and had demonstrated a willingness to communicate, giving him hope that he could resolve the situation through negotiation, it was still an anomaly. No matter how reliable it seemed, it couldn't be completely trusted.
Moreover, it was already on the verge of losing control. If it hadn't lost control, it wouldn't have gone berserk and trapped thousands ofIf the play didn't go well, who knew what extreme actions it might take.
Furthermore, Leon was a cleaner and had the responsibility to deal with out-of-control anomalies. He needed to apprehend this "Wilde Master" and hand him over to the central bureau. It seemed there was indeed nothing to talk about, and he had been thinking too much...
"Since you don't want to leave, then stay!"
After waiting patiently for a while and seeing that Leon did not move towards the exit, "Wilde Master" couldn't help but give a cold snort and closed the door leading to the outside. Then, like shooing away a fly, he waved his hand at Leon, looking at him with disgust and said:
"Although I don't know why you are immune to my control, I am the Creator of this world, and I have many ways to deal with you... Go lie at the bottom of the sea! Don't show up in this city before 'The Twelve-Day Tour' ends!"
Following "Wilde Master's" command, the world around Leon quickly distorted, instantly crossing tens of kilometers of distance. The neat and empty street of the previous moment turned into the depths of the dark ocean the next.
However, strangely, even though the world around Leon had changed, when he took a step in the ocean's depths, he strangely returned to his original position, standing once again on the dark blue street of the small town, as if nothing had ever changed.
What's going on? I am the Creator of this world and can even replace the sun with the moon! Why can't I move this sidekick?
...
Thank you, [Materialistic Soul]! If I can run out of this safely, you will be the undisputed MVP!
Naturally, Leon did not tell "Wilde Master" the reason for his immunity to teleportation. After glancing at the crimson emblem shining brightly on his panel, the corners of Leon's mouth turned slightly upward. He then looked up at the "King of Drama" and said with deep meaning:
"Even the world you created, you don't understand. It seems the drama critic was right; you don't really understand drama."
?!!
Caught off guard by this sudden provocation, "Wilde Master" was momentarily dazed. Once he realized what Leon was talking about, he couldn't help but show anger, glaring eyes and a frown, and shouted:
"You are... lying..."
"Do you remember what I just did?"
Pointing towards the tavern again, Leon explained (fabricated) with sincerity:
"In your original script, my character, after showing my cowardice and highlighting the courage of the male lead Elijah, was already ready to exit and could be easily dismissed. But now things have changed. I saved Agatha, and if there are any spectators, at least half of them have already shifted their attention to me and the departing Agatha. If you throw me into the ocean now, can your play still continue?"
For the sake of this dramatic world, completeness, logic, and dramatic tension are fundamental rules that must be followed. For a character as important as me, being smart and clever in saving the heroine, to suddenly disappear without a word doesn't align with the rules of the dramatic world, does it?"
"..."
It... It could be for this reason? But... but I am the Creator of this world?
After listening to Leon's logically fabricated arguments, "Wilde Master" felt something was off, but couldn't think of any other plausible explanation. So, he had to argue stubbornly:
"Without you... it indeed feels a bit incomplete, but I am the Creator of this world. Even the script for 'The Twelve-Day Tour' was written by me, so..."
"You are just a scriptwriter. What do you understand about 'The Twelve-Day Tour'?"
Through this conversation, Leon roughly gauged the dual intelligence of the "King of Drama," finding that both his emotional and rational intelligence were slightly below human average. Leon couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly and then intensified his persuasion:
"In short, after that commotion in the tavern, I have successfully integrated into the plot of 'The Twelve-Day Tour' and can't be easily deleted by you. Even as the Creator of this world, you can't grossly violate the rules of the dramatic world. Now you are out of options and the only thing you can do is accept my presence silently!"
"Damn it! No way!"
Whether he believed Leon's fabrication or didn't want his painstakingly crafted play to suffer from an irreparable plot bug, "Wilde Master" hesitated for a moment but then surprisingly didn't try to kick Leon out of the plot. Instead, he gritted his teeth and recognized him.
"I will be back to rewrite the later scenes!"
Looking at the bastard who had disrupted his play and dared to provoke him, "Wilde Master" seethed with anger and threatened:
"Don't think that by getting a bit of the plot, you can replace me as the Controller of the dramatic world. You, a half-filled outsider, can never write a script more popular with the audience than me! Once I finish rewriting the new plot, by the second... at most the first scene of the third act, I will thoroughly expel you from my world!"
"..."
Wait! Regardless of whether you can expel me or not... What do you mean by replacing me as the Controller of the dramatic world?
After hearing "Wilde Master's" threats, Leon didn't get angry but instead raised his eyebrows slightly, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
From his words... Could it be that by thoroughly disrupting the original plot and then writing a more popular script with the audience than his original, one could become the new Controller of the dramatic world?
(End of Chapter)
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