Considering Allen's current identity, who can do anything to him?

He didn't move, so at most he was just an instigator.

If he insisted that it was not his order, and that those old soldiers did it spontaneously because they were fed up with the Count being bullied, who could still blame him?

Allen and Angus, a powerless and impoverished duke, cannot be viewed in the same light.

Angus was bullied in America because he was already notorious in the British aristocratic circle. Everyone knew that his family had produced several generations of prodigals. All the family land had been sold, and all the houses, manors, and castles that could be sold had been sold. They could not even make a living in their own country and could only go to Africa and Australia to make a living.

How can such a duke be compared with a powerful earl whose reputation is spread throughout the United Kingdom and Commonwealth countries?

If anyone dares to touch him, it will not be a small matter, but a big problem that can be elevated to the entire British aristocracy.

Americans may be crazy, but they are not stupid.

Their local big businessmen and dignitaries are the counterparts of the British aristocracy. Although the British side has never looked down on them and just tacitly accepts that they are like that, that is enough.

We are all from the same class, how could we undermine each other?

There is no contradiction between them.

His actions were just a little extreme and a little conspicuous.

In addition, this gentleman has a bad temper and is well-known for it.

He even dared to have people attack a press convoy at his doorstep. When he got angry, he sent people to America to vent his anger. If he was really pushed into a corner, what wouldn't he do?

There's really no need to cause trouble for such a person!

In the end, I could only protest quietly.

Protesting this kind of thing...

There is nothing you can do about certain things, but you can't not say anything. It's just a statement, nothing more.

Allen frowned and glanced at Capel, without saying anything, but just snorted coldly.

Just this one cold snort represented his entire attitude: Do whatever you want, if you have the guts, come and confront me!

…

Capel smiled bitterly and shook his head. He knew this would be the result. This person gave people the impression of being radical and doing things without regard for the consequences, so...

His Highness did not expect to say anything to him. In his opinion, this was not a big deal.

"Your Excellency...there is one more thing that His Highness asked me to tell you."

"Well, go ahead."

Alan was a little absent-minded, looking like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

"Uh... some time ago, you sent someone there through the navy..."

Capel pointed eastward.

Things are not peaceful over there right now. Although they have been Britain's mortal enemy since ancient times, this does not affect the British Navy's ability to make extra money in private.

The navy still has ways to smuggle things over there, and Allen used this method to send people over there.

As long as it is not a particularly sensitive area, it can be done by squeezing one person in or taking one person out.

…

"Chikli? The liar?"

As soon as Capel said that, Allen thought of that weirdo. He hadn't heard from him for a while and wondered if he had fooled anyone.

"What's wrong?"

"It's like this. The situation has been a little bad recently. His Highness said that it's best if you don't get involved with that place, let alone go there in person."

Capel was really afraid that Alan might get too excited one day and want to go over to broaden his horizons and see something new, and then he might sneak over to play on impulse.

If this gets discovered, it will be a lot of fun!

Moreover, the situation has been visibly tense recently, so Charles asked him to come and remind Allen specifically. This kind of thing is not easy to write on paper, so Capel can only deliver the message in person.

…

Allen stared at Capel for a long time with a look of idiocy, then smiled and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Your Highness. I definitely won't go over to play. Isn't this year's European Cup held in West Germany? I don't even plan to watch the European Cup!"

"Your Excellency... We didn't make it to the European Cup this time, so there's nothing to see."

"???"

After Capel said this, it was Allen's turn to be stunned.

"Didn't get in? What do you mean?"

"They were eliminated. They didn't get in. The barbarians from the north got in, and the mobs from the other side of the sea also got in."

Capel spread his hands helplessly.

“They were able to play in the World Cup finals two years ago, but they didn’t even make it to the European Cup this year?”

Alan was confused. Is the England team so weak?

The Welsh men's football team is not very good, he has long been used to it, it doesn't matter who gives points, he even specifically instructed them that if they meet the England team, they should be in their best condition and give them a hard blow.

Now……

Wow, the eldest and fourth brother from England went home hand in hand?

What’s even more embarrassing is that Scotland made it to the European Cup, and Ireland also made it to the European Cup?

What is this?

So shameful!

Shameful!

A bunch of useless things!

…

When talking about the British men's football team, the atmosphere in the study, which had been a little depressing just now, became visibly heated.

"I'm planning to go to Manchester United's home stadium to watch a game in a few days. How dare these people play in the league? I really want to chop them up!"

Allen was too tired to complain and expressed his sympathy for the England team.

"No, no, no... Your Excellency, please calm down."

Capel was horrified, and his mind instantly thought of the scene where Allen rushed into the Manchester United stadium with a machete, chasing the players and hacking them, and then the scene was broadcast to the entire Commonwealth. It was terrifying to think about it!

This person really dares to do this!

"Your Excellency... please calm down. I have conveyed my message and will leave now."

After looking at Allen's face, Capel didn't want to stay any longer. He had seen this gentleman's bad temper and he was simply lawless, but there was nothing he could do about him. If he stayed here any longer, Capel felt that he would be in danger. It would be better to return to London while it was still light.

"Huth, help me send Sir Capel off!"

"Okay, Master."

"Your Excellency... I'm leaving first."

"Um……"

…

After a few days of rest, Mr. Allen returned to the set full of energy.

A big scene is going to be filmed today. Cameron brought a few young men wearing glasses, rubbing their hands, looking impatient.

"What's wrong?"

"Ah? When did you arrive, sir?"

Cameron suddenly noticed Allen approaching and asked with concern.

"Just arrived, who are these people?"

Looking at these unfamiliar faces, Allen had never seen them on the set before.

"Oh, oh, oh... They are from the special effects team, those..."

Cameron couldn't say in front of others that he was a poached person, so he hummed vaguely.

Alan nodded, realizing who this person was.

But he wasn't going to use their computer special effects this time.

In addition to being expensive, special effects are very slow to produce nowadays. For today's scene, it took about thirty seconds to make the special effects.

If this happened 20 or 30 years later, it would only take half a month to a month to complete.

But now…

It takes two or three months, and the results are average.

…

"Ahem... no special effects needed today. I'll show you the Welsh special physical effects."

Allen didn't explain in detail, but just made up a term and told Cameron.

"Welsh-style physics effects?"

Cameron, who has been in the film industry for several years, heard this term for the first time. For a moment, apart from curiosity, he was also overwhelmed by the high-sounding nature of the term.

Although I don't understand what this means, but when this term comes out of the count's mouth, it sounds very powerful!

Keep studying!

…

"Listen carefully, you only have one chance this time. If you perform well, you will be free in the future. If you perform badly, you will have to go back all over again!"

“Understood!”

A kimchi-flavored accent came out of the mouth of a short, long-haired Korean man.

He has been in prison for who knows how many days, a year? Or two years?

Anyway, I have food and drink, and everything is fine except the lack of freedom.

He was almost going crazy from being locked up like that. Some of his predecessors had been released after making contributions in the past, but no one had ever thought of coming back to see him!

As long as I behave well this time, I can get out and finally leave this damn place!

He wants to go home. He misses his mother, and even more he misses the kimchi made by his mother!

…

When Rex personally came to the set with a long-haired man whose figure was very similar to Shuzhen, Alan smiled and nodded to him, pointed to the venue inside and asked him to take charge of it personally.

This scene was filmed first.

The elder sister played by Shuzhen has a good temper, a good personality, and a sense of responsibility.

She has been trying to persuade her sister ever since she found out that her sister had committed murder.

But this little black sister did not appreciate it at all. She even thought about killing her sister because she was worried that her sister would report her.

Today's scene is about the little black boy played by Natalie, who locks his own sister in the utility room and burns her to death.

certainly……

Only the second half of this scene was filmed, and the scene of burning the dead alive was shot.

…

The photographer was sitting in front of the camera, and Cameron was holding a simulated lens and wanted to get closer to learn what the Welsh-style physical special effects were.

Alan pulled him and said, "Just stand here and watch. It's a bit dangerous to go forward."

"Yes, Your Excellency..."

Cameron was a little puzzled, but he dared not disobey what Allen said. He could only stand beside Allen and look at the special utility room with the simulated camera.

He did know Sheriff Rex. He was a kind and responsible man. He liked Rex very much. But it was the man following Rex that made Cameron a little confused.

"Sir? Is this our stunt double?"

"Um……"

Seeing that Allen didn't seem to want to say more, Cameron suppressed his curiosity and silently watched the staff on the scene putting makeup on the stuntman.

Their makeup seemed to be different from what they used in the past, but Cameron just glanced at this detail and didn't care about it. He waited obediently for the shooting to start.

Half an hour passed slowly, and as the rolling shutter door closed with a bang, the entire utility room was really closed, and the camera was set up not far outside the window.

Seeing this scene, Cameron felt a sudden pang in his heart for no reason. Is this for real?

…

"Everyone, take your positions. Cherish this opportunity. Our stunt doubles have been working very hard. Countdown to ten seconds."

Allen took his specially made little trumpet, put it down under Cameron's surprised gaze, and began to count the time silently.

“…”

Ten seconds, just ten seconds, and Cameron felt that all the scenes in his sight were moving in slow motion.

Then a very ethereal voice came to my ears. The voice seemed to come from a very far away place, and then slowly returned to my ears.

"start!"

A match was lit, and the small flame drew a precise arc, accurately passed through the guardrail outside the window, and bounced into the utility room.

Then...

The gasoline on the floor of the utility room ignited.

A raging fire broke out instantly, and an extremely shrill scream suddenly came from the utility room.

"Ah!!! Shit!!!"

"ah!!!"

"Let me out!"

"You are a bunch of liars!"

“Ahhhh!”

"I'm going to kill you!"

“…”

The entire set was silent. The scream was gentle and high-pitched at first, and very penetrating.

Cameron stared at the long-haired stand-in. The makeup on her face seemed to be burning, and the entire face was obscured by flames and his features could not be seen clearly.

The fireman rushed to the window in the utility room, grabbed the guardrail outside the window with both hands, and shook the net frantically while screaming loudly.

From time to time, there were some incomprehensible words mixed in with the screams.

Where did they hire this stuntman?

This acting is so good!

At this moment, Cameron widened his eyes. Although the heat wave was blowing in the distance, it did not affect the performance of the stuntman at all. Wales is really a place of talented people and beautiful scenery. It is worthy of being the territory of Lord Alan. How could the acting skills of any stuntman be so good?

Cameron even felt a little ashamed when he thought about the actors with poor acting skills he had recruited in the past.

There is no comparison at all.

but……

As he watched, in just a few dozen seconds, the stuntman in the utility room became more and more strange.

This is such a good performance, this is also...

This seems to be not moving...

Are you so devoted in your acting?

…

"Ka! Go in and clean up."

Alan called out expressionlessly to Rex who had been watching from a distance.

In the utility room, the flames were already licking the windows and starting to burn upwards. If we didn't go in to put out the fire, the house would be gone in a moment.

Rex nodded to Allen and brought a few police officers with fire extinguishers to put out the fire.

"Sir...are all our stuntmen so professional?"

"What's wrong?"

“The acting is so good!”

Cameron praised sincerely.

"I wonder if I can get to know this stuntman and give him a small role in the new movie so I can help him out."

"Haha... no need, you won't see him anymore."

Allen said something to Cameron, who was confused, which made him even more confused.

"I'll never see...see...him again?"

Allen was too lazy to explain to him. He pointed at the policemen who were spraying the utility room with fire extinguishers and said, "Which one is more real, mine or that computer special effect?"

"Need I say more?" Cameron was speechless. This must be true, huh?

real……?

This can't be really burning, right?

…

"Look, this is realistic, the visuals are well presented, and most importantly, it saves money. When we get back, let the special effects team do an accounting and say that this is the special effect you made. Do you understand?"

Cameron, who was slow to react, seemed to finally understand something from Allen's words. He swallowed, looked again at the utility room that was still on fire, and the motionless figure lying on the window. In an instant, he felt all the hairs on his back stand up!

"I...I...I understand, Your Excellency..."

…