The fifth day we arrived in Elisis, the day of the old man Finland’s show.

The old man called us to the roof of Shia's Blood early in the morning and said with a smile that he wanted to show us something. Although we did not hide our lack of interest, we were still forced to follow him to the roof.

"Wha--!?"

In front of us was a large, open and empty field, with a high seating platform covered with a white cloth, making the whole stage look tall and magnificent.

"Hey, hey, see it? Stunned, right?"

The old man held his arms openly in front of his chest and made a victory gesture towards Emile and me.

"......"

Well, really stunned, obviously the day before, this was a busy street, and today it has turned into this.

"Hey, old man, how did you do that?"

Emile rested her legs on the railing of the roof, half of her body poking out, leisurely swinging her fair legs.

"That's a miracle from heaven, of course--"

"Oh, so that's what covered all the original houses with that cloth. The design of these houses is really ingenious, is exactly the look of a grandstand."

"......"

The old man shrugged his shoulders and put his hand on the railing.

"Well, this is the acting platform that I have built. Rather, this street is my acting platform."

"This street?"

I looked skeptically at his scruffy, white beard and the raggedy clothes.

"Excuse me young lady, looks can be deceiving. Despite my appearance, I am the landlord of this street. Except for Mrs. Xia's bar, all the properties on this street belong to me."

"......"

Suddenly, a few shouts came from the ground.

"Finland!"

"Uh-huh! It's really Finland!"

"Finland! I love you Finland!"

The old man smiled at us and waved at the people below, causing a cheer.

"...... You're really quite famous, are you?"

"You actually haven't been convinced!?" The old man glanced at me helplessly, "Well, forget it, you see it now, right?"

"Well, it's really not bad to have people coming around so early in the morning."

Emile agreed with him rarely, whistling down by the way. "Look, that."

I looked and spotted a familiar figure, her tall figure and active movements standing out among the group of old people.

Pollyanna on the ground shivered in the cold wind, looked towards us, and then beckoned to us.

"Emile, she's calling us down."

"Give me your hand."

"...... eh?"

"Hey ...... shoo!"

The sudden feeling of weightlessness hit my brain and scared me to hug Emile's waist tightly.

Landing from high above, we startled a clamor on the ground.

"Hey! Are you guys crazy!?"

Pollyanna ran over to Emile and me, staring at us incredulously.

"Ahem, she’s crazy ...... ...... don't take me with her."

I crouched my body, coughing while intermittently talking.

Hmm, Miss Emile really lives up to her reputation," said the cloaked man next to Pollyanna as he crouched down beside Emile and me, "You are truly talented in both literary and martial arts.” "This familiar and disgusting compliment," Emile slapped the hem of her dress a few times and pulled me to stand up straight, " At first glance, I can tell you are someone who has a lot of free time and does not know what to do with it.

"......"

The cloaked man laughed bitterly and put his cloak slightly back to reveal his face, then quickly tightened his cloak.

Today, we really need to ask for your assistance."

"No problem, no problem," Emil generously waved her hand. "You can relax and enjoy the performance with your sweetheart. Let us take care of all the troublesome matters." Sicya shrugged indifferently and handed over a piece of paper from his sleeve.

"So, this is the general plan for today's operation...