The next day, when Lear woke up, the residents within the territory were still discussing last night's performance.

Almost everyone was indignant about the final ending, feeling as if there was a fire hidden in their hearts, making it hard for them to let go.

Even the passersby were discussed by some.

An immersive performance enhanced by the Swamp Boggart's singing truly broadened their horizons.

It turns out that there are such interesting, novel, and unforgettable things in this world.

The performance on stage was so close to them, yet seemingly from another world.

It was truly magical.

And according to Bain, this is the drama personally taught by the Lord to the Swamp Boggarts, something even human nobles cannot enjoy.

Whenever they think of this, a sense of pride and disdain towards human nobles arises within their hearts.

The sense of belonging to Weilu City quietly increases a bit.

Lear was surprised to find that the Swamp Boggart, who had already leveled up to Level 6 yesterday, had once again leveled up.

Level 7!!

In just one night, rising from Level 3 to Level 7!!

It was truly astounding.

Although it's easier to level up when the level is lower, the doubling increase is still astonishing.

Her previous level-up used the soul of the Half-Fishman God as nourishment.

However, seeing the crowd like this, it probably won't take long for them to level up further.

Upon seeing Lear, the Swamp Boggart immediately approached excitedly.

"Good day, Master..."

"Can we perform again tonight?"

The great success of the first performance yesterday had left them somewhat addicted.

Lear waved his hand.

"Hold off for now... A good show doesn't need to be performed every day."

"Polish it a bit, fill in the shortcomings from this performance."

"Also, you can start rehearsing new programs."

Speaking with meaningful intent.

"How can the Weilu City Drama Troupe only have one play?"

The Swamp Boggart immediately became excited.

"Master, please grant us your favor!"

To them, the drama was Lear's gift.

After last night, almost all the residents looked at them with friendliness and excitement.

Previously, due to the incident of enticing the Mud Swamp People, many people in the territory had avoided them.

Unlike now, where they were close.

Moreover, the goodwill from the crowd was clearly beneficial, allowing them to consume the emotions emitted by others more easily.

If they are resisted, even if they devour the emotions, it requires a lot of time to digest.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be possible to achieve such a significant level up in such a short time.

Lear spoke slowly.

"This drama is called——Hamlet."

As one of Shakespeare's four great tragedies, this drama is timeless.

However, the story and background of Hamlet are more complex and grand than Romeo and Juliet, and Lear could no longer remember the details.

He could only narrate a general idea, which could be summarized in five words——The Prince's Revenge.

The old King was murdered by his own brother, Claudius, who then usurped the throne and married the old King's wife as the Queen.

After learning of all these reasons, Prince Hamlet sought revenge on his uncle.

This involved betrayal, revenge killings, ethics, throne, power... almost all enticing plotlines.

The underlying meaning was also profound.

Even when viewed by modern people, it is a somewhat explosive plot, and in this world, it is undoubtedly the most novel experience.

After summarizing the story, Lear could only leave the plot setting, dialogue, and stage arrangement to the Swamp Boggarts to design themselves.

These Boggarts, who rely on Illusion Techniques to seduce enemies, have sufficient knowledge inheritance to write stories, being genuinely professionally oriented.

This is also a form of exercise, as in the future they will be expected to weave more stories that fit this world.

Creating independently requires a solid foundation.

The Swamp Boggarts' understanding ability was extremely strong, and having tasted the sweetness of drama, they were eager to learn.

After mastering the key framework of the story direction, they excitedly went down to start fleshing out this grand story.

The Prince reclaiming his throne has always been an enduring tale.

Performing it would not be any less appealing than Romeo and Juliet.

With this done, Lear still couldn't rest easy about the issue of the Evil God worship.

He immediately gathered one squadron of Wetland Lizard-men, instructing them to continue searching at the place of worship discovered yesterday.

The most suitable for reconnaissance are actually flying beings, but although the Mire Wasp's level isn't low, its intelligence isn't high, and can only follow simple commands.

Going too far from itself severely diminishes its reconnaissance effectiveness.

It's hard to distinguish between Evil God worshippers and ordinary swamp creatures.

Thus, it fell upon the Wetland Lizard-men to handle the reconnaissance.

After receiving orders, the army immediately set out towards the south.

Now that manpower is abundant, things could be done more leisurely.

Previously, he would have had to lead the army to scout himself.

Feeling a bit better, Lear thought of the Fierce Wild Lizard he cultivated yesterday.

He immediately turned to leave.

Approaching the breeding area, his eyes showed some wonder.

Yesterday, it was a small lizard the size of a palm, but now it had grown to half a meter tall.

The hind limbs gradually became sturdy, supporting the whole body, while the development of the forelimbs took another extreme – the claws became sharp and solid, yet gradually miniaturized.

Beginning to walk solely on its hind limbs.

The teeth in its mouth had become razor-sharp, making it easy to tear apart flesh and bones.

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