Joan of Arc: "Welcome back to the stage of 'Transcending the Game World and Becoming the Strongest'. I am your host, Joan of Arc Darkel."

Joan of Arc: "Unfortunately, my brother couldn't make it today, but it's alright. Let's get straight to the point."

Joan of Arc: "Our guest today is Merlin from the Ten Rights Organization, Merlin Avalon."

Joan of Arc: "Please welcome Mr. Merlin, who calls himself the Master of a Hundred Faces!"

'Merlin': "Hello everyone, I am Merlin. Yes, the incredibly handsome Merlin."

Joan of Arc: "Merlin, you seem to be in a good mood today, different from the last time. Truly worthy of being the Master of a Hundred Faces."

'Merlin': "Oh, not at all. I'm just really happy to be a part of this...uh, program organized by the Creator."

Joan of Arc: "Right, Merlin. We have many questions about you today, so we need you to answer them."

'Merlin': "Is that so? Feel free to ask anything. I'm here to answer all questions because I'm super handsome today."

Joan of Arc: "Is that so? It seems that Mr. Merlin is in a very good state today."

'Merlin': "Aren't you going to ask the questions? Come on, I'm ready to answer."

Joan of Arc: "The first question is, are you a magician or a swordsman?"

'Merlin': "Hey, who asked that question? Step forward and watch me explode your head."

'Merlin' stood up with excitement and slammed his right hand heavily on the table.

'Merlin': "Do I have to say it? Have you ever seen a swordsman with the title of a magician above his head?"

'Merlin': "Is the show crew messing with me?"

'Merlin's' emotions were getting out of control, and Joan of Arc began to doubt if this person was the Merlin she had in mind. But since he was invited by the show crew, it must be him. However, Merlin's state today seemed a bit off.

Joan of Arc nodded in agreement: "I see."

'Merlin': "Exactly."

Joan of Arc: "Exactly? What do you mean by exactly?"

'Merlin': "Of course, what kind of idiot... ahem!"

'Merlin': "Sorry, please allow me to change the subject."

'Merlin' awkwardly took out something from the King's Treasure, a staff.

'Merlin': "Alright, let's start again. Director, please cut that scene just now."

'Merlin' tapped the staff lightly on the floor, and the floor instantly turned into a beautiful and enchanting flower garden.

Joan of Arc: "Huh? Mr. Merlin, that thing in your hand seems familiar. I feel like I've seen it somewhere before."

'Merlin': "Really? Maybe you're mistaken. How could you have seen it?"

'Merlin' quickly put the staff back into the King's Treasure, as if nothing had happened.

Joan of Arc: "Is that so? But I really think that staff looks familiar, like I've seen it somewhere."

'Merlin': "Let's not dwell on that question. Let's move on to the next one."

Joan of Arc: "Yes, let's move on. The next question is, are you a man or a woman, Merlin?"

As Joan of Arc spoke, she seemed to hear the sound of something shattering, but she didn't see anything breaking.

'Merlin': "What kind of questions are these? Can't we have some normal questions? Would I die or lose a piece of meat if you asked one or two normal questions? Huh?"

'Merlin' almost flipped the table, but since he wanted to maintain his image, he refrained from doing so. However, he had lost his image a long time ago, as he had already shown in the previous scene.Joan of Arc: "So, the next question."

'Merlin': "Hold on, if the next question is similar to the previous one, please skip it. And if the rest are all the same, I apologize for the interruption."

Even before Joan of Arc could ask the next question, 'Merlin' abruptly interrupted her.

Joan of Arc: "Let me see, it seems like the following questions are all similar."

After glancing at the rest of the questions, Joan of Arc realized that they were all similar to the ones before. She couldn't bear to look at them anymore and wondered who came up with these questions.

'Merlin': "I see. I apologize for the interruption."

'Merlin': "But I have something to say, it's directed towards someone, so please give me a moment."

'Merlin': "Creator, you're an idiot, not only are you an idiot, but you also sell swords! Despicable!"

Furious with anger, 'Merlin' couldn't stand the show any longer. After scolding someone off-camera, he disappeared from the screen without hesitation, leaving Joan of Arc in a state of confusion on the stage.

Joan of Arc: "Director, what just happened?"

Director offstage: "......"

Surprised, Joan of Arc exclaimed: "What?! Is this for real?!"

Director offstage: "......"

Joan of Arc: "So, what should we do with the show? Should we just end it?"

Director offstage: "......"

Joan of Arc: "Did the show staff invite a special guest? I understand."

After regaining her composure, Joan of Arc sat back down in her seat.

Joan of Arc: "The director just said that the show staff encountered someone who had just finished recording a show, and they specially invited him to be interviewed on this program."

Joan of Arc: "Let us give a warm welcome to this mysterious special guest."

Joan of Arc: "He is a newcomer who was brought up by the Creator himself. In his world, he is just a protagonist. Huh? Why not the main character? I'm not sure either. The program staff explained it to me like this, a protagonist, not the main character."

"Wow! There's such a luxurious restaurant here?"

A worn-out man walked out from the exit, and from his tone and expression, it was clear that he was surprised.

"Welcome to the 'Strongest Through Time' Mini Theater Show. I am Joan of Arc Darkel."

Joan of Arc stood up enthusiastically and walked up to him.

"'Strongest Through Time'? Mini Theater? Didn't the staff say they were taking me to a meal? Did I get tricked?"

"Hey, can I call the police? There's someone trafficking humans here."

Completely unaware that he was brought in by the staff to participate in the show, the man, who had just finished recording a show, was confused as to how he ended up on this program, which he had never heard of.

"Sir, please calm down. This is also a program organized by the Creator. Perhaps the staff was too eager and pulled you in. I apologize for that."

Joan of Arc bowed apologetically to the man in front of her.

The man scratched his head. "Forget it. You said this is a show, but what kind of show is it? If you don't mind, after it's over, could you take me to the restaurant for a meal? Then I'll accept the interview."

Joan of Arc: "Of course, thank you very much. Please come this way."

They both took their seats...

Joan of Arc: "Sir, could you please introduce yourself?"

The man: "Oh, I'm Shouyo, not a common fish, but a soaring Shou and a sword-mastering Yo. I'm the protagonist from the neighboring show 'I'm Not the Protagonist of the Cross Over, She is the Real Protagonist'."

Shouyo: "Seems like that's the name of the show, but it's not my concern."

Joan of Arc: "Mr. Shouyo, you have quite a sense of humor. By the way, Mr. Shouyo, I have a question I want to ask you suddenly. Why are you the protagonist and not the main character?"Shou Yu: "Because I don't have a protagonist aura."

Joan of Arc: "Huh? Then who is the protagonist?"

Shou Yu: "I don't know either. If I knew, I wouldn't be so tired."

Joan of Arc: "It says here that Mr. Shou Yu's soul crossed over to another world after sudden death and took possession of the body of a recently deceased top master. However, that body has a slight flaw, it has the 'frail' attribute, it's written like this."

Shou Yu: "Hmm, so I made a decision."

Joan of Arc: "May I ask, Mr. Shou Yu, what decision did you make?"

Shou Yu: "As someone who crossed over, I can't be the protagonist, so I just want to live well in this other world and never take the lead."

Joan of Arc: "So what is your dream?"

Shou Yu: "Of course, it's to find the protagonist and then cling to them."

Joan of Arc: "But according to the introduction, your character seems to be very strong, almost invincible. Don't you have any other dreams? Like becoming the leader of the martial world or something? I don't really know what the martial world is, but it sounds impressive."

Shou Yu chuckled lightly, "That way, I would die quickly. I'm going to find the protagonist. I don't have time to chat with you anymore, goodbye!"

After saying that, Shou Yu stood up from his seat, casually leaving Joan of Arc and the entire production team behind. Even the promise Joan of Arc made earlier to take him to a restaurant for dinner was completely forgotten.

And so, today's small theater came to an end...