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"According to the decrees of the House of Decrees, dancing is not necessary knowledge and you cannot hold theater performances here. Everyone, please disperse. We can forgive your past mistakes."

An old man who looked like he had bad intentions stood in front of everyone in the theater, speaking in a particularly unfriendly tone. Next to him stood a dozen mercenaries with knives and fierce eyes.

"But there has been a tradition of holding flower god birthday ceremonies since ancient times. Why can't we hold it now?"

The red-haired girl seemed to have no idea what fear was, and bravely emerged from the crowd.

But unexpectedly, what Lao Deng said in front of the girl became even more infuriating:

"The past is the past, and the present is the present. Don't mistake the past for the present. There was the Great Compassion Tree King before, but is there one now?"

.......

"Damn it! Bullying a beautiful girl, how could I let such a thing happen? Taziyus, give me my baseball bat!" Xing couldn't bear it when he saw this scene, so he took out his baseball bat and wanted to be a hero to save the beauty.

"Show him what justice from the universe is tonight!"

"Come on, it's hard to say whether this beautiful girl is a good person or a femme fatale. Let's wait and see first. Don't do something bad with good intentions."

"Don't let the pretty older sisters and younger sisters trick you into a trap again."

Compared to the pioneer who forgot his principles for the sake of beauty, Tazius is obviously much more rational.

He pulled the pioneer aside and carefully observed the situation on the scene.

It didn't take long for the two to sort out the situation.

To sum it up simply: the girl and her friends wanted to hold a flower goddess birthday festival, but the Institute of Religion felt that art didn't need to exist on Sumeru and that all people needed to do was study it.

This is so unreasonable. Who do you think you are?

There are so many powerful civilizations in the universe that have not banned the spread of art, but you, a small grass country, are trying to be special.

Isn’t knowledge of art knowledge?

Even the Venerable Boshi does not deny art itself, so you, old man, are even more awesome than him.

"This old man has little ability but demands a lot. Who do you think you are to deny art itself?"

Tazuyus stood in front of the red-haired girl, pointed his finger at the old man in front of him and cursed him harshly.

"Who are you? Outsiders are not allowed to interfere in the affairs of the Order House. Do you want to be locked up in jail?"

"Who do you think you are? All I want to say now is, who are you to deny art itself? According to your theory, are you trying to say that art has no value?"

"That's right. Art, a kind of trick, will only make people fall into the abyss of entertainment, making them unwilling to make progress, making them irrational and without the desire to make progress. There is no need for such things to exist in the world at all."

"This is simply a perverse logic. The clothes you wear, the ring on your hand, and the words you say are also part of art. If you deny art, then you shouldn't use these things."

"It's a farce. How can these everyday items be considered art?"

"How can it not be considered as such? The patterns on the clothes and the carvings on the rings do look pretty, don't they?

Since you feel this way, then they must be considered part of art, unless you take off all your clothes and wear a piece of green cloth, then I can barely believe that you are determined to reject art. "

"This is unreasonable! Come, arrest them all!"

Lao Deng! You can't afford it!

It’s urgent, it’s urgent, you are all anxious!

Seeing the situation becoming more and more chaotic, Dina Zedai felt very uncomfortable sitting on the chair. She wanted to stand up and defend her side, but if she joined in, it would only make the situation even more unclear.

"Dixia..."

"Okay young lady, I'm also very annoyed with that old man. When the fight starts later, I'm going to give this guy two extra punches."

"That's not what I meant..."

"Then I'll give him five punches. I know you like this."

"......"

The mercenaries who received the order did not draw their weapons, but were ready to arrest people directly.

After all, this was just a small fight, and it had not yet come to the point where swords were drawn and lives were fought.

Mercenaries are mercenaries, people are people, and mercenaries also have their own lives.

Originally, due to a series of measures taken by the Order of the Lords, the mercenaries living here felt that the atmosphere was somewhat depressing. If it were not for this job, they would have ignored these so-called great sages long ago.

What is the purpose of making money? To spend it.

If you ban all forms of entertainment, where should we spend our money?

Tazuyus and Xing didn't understand their thoughts, but seeing that the other party was so tactful, they didn't use any heavy hands in the following battle.

Considering that a certain bug had no weapons and it would easily dirty his hands to beat the old man with fists, Xing generously lent his baseball bat to the other party, and he used a more powerful lance.

No one present had ever seen such a strange weapon, and for a moment the mercenary was unsure whether to draw his weapon.

But they didn't have to think about it anymore, because these mercenaries were not even the owners of the Eye of God. The Pioneer just swept the gun in his hand.

Most of the mercenaries present lay on the ground. The remaining few reacted quickly and dodged the first wave of sweeps. They wanted to draw their weapons to resist, but they were beaten one by one by the faster Tazius with baseball bats.

From the beginning to the end of the battle, the entire battle took only two seconds.

"Lao Deng, it's your turn next."

"What do you want to do? You are going against the House of the Decrees. You are foreigners, aren't you afraid of diplomatic disputes?"

Diplomatic dispute?

The two girls looked at each other, and then an evil expression appeared at the corners of their mouths.

Coincidentally, we, Wumingke, are street urchins in the universe. We are not afraid of anything and do not have any political stance.

What stands out is that he is reckless to the extreme.

Background? It doesn't exist, okay? When did our train crew have a diplomatic background?

So the two of them tacitly beat up the old man in front of them.

"Tell me now, where is the little lucky grass king now? If you don't tell me, I will make you crawl out today!"

"......"

"Pretending to be dead, eh? If you keep pretending, I can't guarantee that you will have hands to crawl out of the mall." Tazius suddenly grew two chelicerae on his hands.

It looks very scary.

Of course, this is just a scare. Tazyus's moral standards are still very high.

"I'll tell you! The little King of the Auspicious Grass is now in the Jingshan Palace. Please spare my life, my good men!"

"It would be better if you surrendered earlier, then you wouldn't have to take this beating."

Not long after, the old man who was nearly beaten into paralysis was supported by his mercenaries and limped out of the Grand Bazaar. He didn't even dare to utter a harsh word while walking on the road.