The Most Lord

Early the next morning, Allen had breakfast and sat in the lobby of the Lord's Mansion early, waiting for the interviewer to arrive.

After a night of thinking, Allen decided to first move the three performance forms of past life comics, sketches and dramas to this world. Of course, if you find someone with special skills during the interview, you can also add acrobatics.

Whether the cross talk and the sketch will succeed Allen has no idea, but the performance of the drama has a unique advantage in this world.

There was already a long line of interviewers outside. After Allen announced the start of the interview, people rushed into the city lord’s mansion with excitement. Under the command of the guards, a long line once again lined up at the entrance of the hall.

Accompanied by Alan for the interview, there are several heroes who have no tasks, such as Lux and Riven, and Brent, the official responsible for the performance of this celebration.

The first person to come in for the interview was a young nobleman. Although he was not outstanding in appearance, he was still upright. After the young man entered the house, his face was indifferent.

"Meet the Lord Lord."

The young man informed Allen of his name and bowed to Allen.

"Are you here to interview an actor? Or do you have a good skill?" Allen asked.

"Interview actors."

Allen thought for a moment: "If you suddenly get a million gold coins, that kind of ecstatic expression, you act."

The young man nodded, and then stood there quietly, smiling.

After a long time, Allen urged: "You can perform."

"Lord Lord, I'm already performing."

"what?"

The young man smiled faintly: "Money and me are like clouds, even if a million gold coins are placed in front of me, I still have this indifferent expression."

Allen's forehead went black and continued to write the question: "If you encounter a legendary monster rushing towards you, what will you do? Act it."

The young man nodded and stood calmly on the spot, looking ahead.

"But the legendary behemoth shouldn't be enough to make you afraid, so you are so calm?" Allen asked.

The young man smiled and nodded: "Lord Lord is wise."

Allen understands, this kid is here to make trouble!

"Come here, grab him and chop him directly." Allen ordered to the guard beside him.

"Yes!"

The two guards beside him took their orders, fierce and wicked, and strode towards the young man.

The young man saw the two guards walking towards him, his face changed drastically. He wanted to pass the level easily with his indifferent performance. How could he cause a murder!

"Lord Lord, please spare your life, please spare your life!" The young man knelt on the ground, pleading with his nose and tears, calmly no longer.

Allen looked at him and smiled softly: "Why, isn't it calm now?"

"Go on, the interview failed!"

"Thank you Lord Lord, thank Lord Lord!" The young man hurriedly thanked him, and ran out in a panic.

Allen shook his head. It's totally unreasonable for this kid to shake himself up.

"Next."

I interviewed several people in a row, but none of them satisfies Allen. All of these people's performances are extremely rigid, and they don't know what the performance is. Allen knows it too, and it's no wonder these people, because there is no such profession as an actor in this world.

Later, Allen had to lower the requirements, as long as the acting skills were acceptable, let them stay for a while and wait for the second round of interviews.

At noon, Allen had a quick meal and continued the interview.

The City Lord’s Mansion is also responsible for the interviewers’ lunch, and they are not left hungry either.

"Next."

With a loud shout from the guard at the door, an old magician wearing a shabby magician robe with two or three patches on the robe walked into the hall.

The old magician looked like he was in his early sixties, his beard and hair were all white, his hair was tousled, his beard was also uncareful for a long time, and he looked very desolate. The magic wand in the old magician's hand was also extremely worn, and the bare ones began to reflect light.

Alan felt that the strength of the old magician was only one level, and for such an old first-level magician, you can see how bad the talent of the old magician is!

I'm afraid it's just a bit better than ordinary people, barely able to practice magic.

"Fire magician, Anthony, meet the lord and all the adults."

The old magician walked into the hall and respectfully saluted Ellen, Lacus and others.

"Mage Anthony, I don't know if you are here to interview actors or have some skills?" Allen asked. The reason for using the word "you" is to respect the elders.

Regardless of richness or downfall, elders in their sixties are worthy of respect.

Anthony laughed, his voice a little hoarse: "It's a skill, I'm here to show my ugliness in front of Lord Lord."

As to whether his skill will be recognized by the Lord Lord, Anthony is also in his heart.

As he showed it, he was unhappy. Anthony is sixty and three this year, a sixty-three-year-old first-level magician, even a lord with a little strength will not accept it. Some little lords would accept Anthony's refuge, but Anthony did not want to spend his remaining life in a poor little territory.

So he began to wander around, relying on his own skills to perform around, but he can also earn the expenses needed in life, but his life is a bit tight.

Yesterday he was performing his unique skills in a small village near the city of Nice, when he suddenly heard the news that the lord had recruited a skilled person to perform, so he tried his luck.

"Then ask the old mage to perform." Allen said.

Anthony nodded, and slowly stretched out his right hand. On the palm of his hand, a ball of fire slightly larger than his fist appeared out of thin air.

Just when everyone was a little confused and felt that releasing a fireball was a skill, the fireball in Anthony's palm suddenly began to change.

The fireball changed in the palm of Anthony's hand, and finally turned into a flame bird. The bird's eyes, mouth, legs, and every feather on his body are all vivid and vivid! If people hadn't seen the formation of this flame bird with their own eyes, they would have mistakenly thought it was a living flame creature!

What is even more surprising is that the flame bird even made two soft chirps, waving its wings and flying around Anthony. Every dance of the flame bird's wings is no different from a real bird, and it is completely invisible that it is controlled by humans!

"Good fire-control ability!" Next to Allen, Lacus could not help but sigh for a lifetime, "Even the guy Brand, the fire-control ability is probably inferior to this old mage."

The Brad in Lacus's mouth is naturally one of the most powerful fire magicians in Valoran, the revenge flame soul Brand.

Allen nodded: "Yes, I'm afraid that the legendary magician can't control magic to such an extent. No matter how strong Anthony is, he can be called a master of fire control."

However, what was even more shocking was still behind. After Anthony transformed a flame bird, a ball of fire rose again in his palm, and then began to transform.

A lively flame bird appeared again, and its appearance was completely different from the first bird.

Then came the third, fourth, fifth...

In the end, nine flame birds of various shapes flew up and down around Anthony, making a soft chirp.