Chapter 140 139. Premiere
Benitez Grand Theater.
The long motorcade blocked the entire street, and the aristocrats and wealthy people who came to attend the premiere had to walk to the theater.
"Mrs. Bernice, we have to get out of the car too." The housekeeper and groom said helplessly to the carriage, "The front is blocked."
The pretty woman raised her eyebrows Opening the curtains, complaining and meanness destroyed the few beautiful things: "Why are those upstarts who don't know any etiquette invited?"
"Because the King in the North is a strange boy. It is said that his manor also raises an ogre."
"Oh my God, no wonder so many children have been lost in the city recently."
The housekeeper helped the surprised Lady Bernice out of the carriage. The woman arranged her wide hat like a canary preening its feathers, and looked around with complaint.
“There were more people at the royal banquet than there are now, and it was not so chaotic.”
The people who received the invitation were of all kinds, including councilors, mercenaries, adventurers, and people outside the theater. The square is becoming a hotbed of chaos.
"Of course Breeze City can't compare with the Royal Capital." The butler praised cooperatively.
Mrs. Bernice raised her head slightly and walked through the square gracefully. After showing the invitation, she left the housekeeper outside and walked into the theater.
The theater that can accommodate nearly a thousand people is almost full - almost half of the nobles in Breeze City are here.
"When I was in the royal capital..."
The woman sat in her own seat in the back row and had to take off her hat because of the crowd. She complained more and more because there was no one to listen. Small.
The really big shots, such as congressmen and ancient families, sit in the front row and in the VIP seats.
Olmedo responded to the greeting and came to the VIP table and sat next to his father.
“I thought you wouldn’t come.”
“Let me see what you and Annan have come up with.”
The warmth that we have not seen for a long time makes Orr Meadow smiled, then gradually faded.
"I didn't see you in the manor last night...where have you been?"
After the words fell, the light of the theater gradually dimmed, and the rotating blue planet and the sign of the new world appeared in front of the curtain.
[Jeffrey Olmedo, the Lord of Breeze City, plays Carl; Mars Laurence, the old head of the Laurentian family, plays the Master of the Wizard Tower; Wine Lady Margaery Winchet plays Brown...]
The emerging cast makes the whispers disappear, and the light and sad chants draw the audience's attention to the magical image.
The Mage Tower appears in front of all audiences in a novel form.
This is different from a stage play... Some nobles are beginning to realize this. The magical image is close to reality, and it seems to be happening around you...
But where are the actors on the cast list?
A mage knew that the mage tower had fallen 300 years ago, and began to investigate with his mage apprentice. They find what is said to have been a survivor of the fall of the Mage Tower - a human with faint elven blood.
That was an old woman. Time has taken away her beauty, but the shadow of her past is still vaguely visible.
The mage placed a mottled oil painting depicting the ruins of the mage tower on the table.
"Of course I remember... It was the year 615 of the Saint Laurent calendar, the day when the Mage's Tower, which is said to never collapse, was built. The Mage's Tower sent out some invitations..."
In front of the burning fireplace, the Mage and the Mage The apprentice stood or sat in the living room, quietly listening to the woman in the chair talking about the past.
The mottled oil painting gradually faded away, and a majestic and tall mage tower emerged on the magical image.
Theatre owner Honoratan Metz's face twitched slightly. Because he actually felt the indescribable beauty from this scene that a stage play could never bring.
The circular square under the Mage Tower was bustling with people, and nobles in old-style attire got out of their carriages.
"My grandmother also had a dress like this..."
Mrs. Bernice deliberately made a sound that could be heard by the people around her.
The scene that amazed Honatan Metz was still unfolding. He looked down at the bustling outside the circular square and came to a tavern.
They saw the protagonist of this "magic image": the King of the North.
Annan, who has messy short black hair and wears a linen jacket, made many viewers marvel at his youth and handsomeness. There were silver and copper coins piled on the wine table, as well as two invitation letters with a mage tower painted on them, and some mercenaries who were hanging out in the tavern had already recognized that they were playing the cards that had recently become popular in the tavern.
Jack, who smashed two cards and won the bet, grabbed the two invitations and coins, and cheered excitedly amidst the curses of the dwarves and his companions:
“We are going to the Mage Tower. !”
Joy is conveyed to the audience through magical images, creating expectations for Jack’s next experience——
……
Annan slowly woke up in the coldness.
The surging darkness surrounded him, and the dampness and cold reminded Annan of his dungeon experience.
Sitting up holding his sore forehead, Annan gradually recalled what happened before - Augusta Olmedo released the mass trance spell, and with the blessing of the epic, the spell instantly enveloped everyone, and finally Before losing consciousness, only three masters, the Elf Mentor, the Reckless Renault and the Centurion, were still conscious.
So you became a prisoner?
But the mage robe is still on me, and the magic ring is still on my hand...
The sound of rustling footsteps sounded from outside the dark fence. Annan held his breath and soon saw a faint light jumping into his sight. Getting closer and closer, a rat man holding a torch passed outside the stone fence.
Leaves with the firelight, and reappears about a minute later,
There is only one patrolling ratman in this dungeon.
When the Rat Man passed by again, a ball of fireball exploded in its face.
“What a cool fireball, who is there?”
An exclamation of admiration floated out from the darkness.
"Who are you?"
Annan recognized that the sound came from behind the wall on the left, which was another cell.
"I asked first, but for the sake of such a handsome fireball technique." The man chattered: "I am Brian, you can call me Blay or Ryan."
< br>“Where is this?”
"Oh, you must be the group of people who were brought here yesterday. This is the dungeon of rats. If you want to do something, hurry up. The rats have to change shifts. Of course, you can throw another fireball."
< br>“Where are my companions?”
“They are here too. There was quite a movement yesterday.”
“Thank you.”
A large water elemental appeared. Outside the cell.
Annan let the water element cut the stone pillar open and continued to communicate with the prisoner next door: "How long have you been locked up here?"
"It's been so long that I almost forgot... The mage tower hadn't collapsed at that time."< br>
The Mage Tower has not collapsed yet, Annan thought, realizing how long he had been locked up here - the Mage Tower has not collapsed yet.
Getting out of the cell, Annan picked up the torch that fell on the ground and went outside the cell on the left. The firelight penetrated the fence and revealed the scene in the cell: a long-dead corpse leaning against the corner.
The voice continued to think: "Have you come out? It's so dark here, I can't see you."
"I saw you...who are you?"
"Why do you ask?"
"...because a corpse is talking."
"What? ? Oh, I should have thought of it..."
The voice of regret sounded, and the final spiritual annihilation occurred.
He is dead. In other words, he died a long time ago.
(End of this chapter)