old dream

Chapter 286 Resurrection
Outside the opera hall is a rest area, and walking outside is a whole casino.Colin and Emil left the auditorium and joined the crowd in the casino.

When "Lydia" officially starts tonight, most of the people here will gather at the Opera House.If they pass by here again at that time, the lonely two will immediately become conspicuous.So they had to go through the casino ahead of time and go to the hotel area where the Iceni spy was.

Gorgeously dressed people surround a roulette wheel made of cherry wood, and small balls jump between black and red number grids.The high-society gamblers wanted to maintain a calm expression, but the sweat on their foreheads and clenched nails still exposed their nervousness.

Tonight, Colin was wearing a tuxedo for the first time, but he blended into the occasion unobtrusively.Quietly passing among these celebrities, it seems to be one of them, and even more calm.

Because the mountain of chips looked scary, but it was really nothing to him.

A waiter holds a tray of wine glasses aloft.Colin just looked at it and stopped paying attention.Judging from the progress of the Stade Institute in Danaro, the corruption here is also expected.

"They all came to watch this great opera, but most of them are just arty." Emil said in a low voice, and the pair of pupils as blue as celadon showed mockery:

"Even if I ask them to evaluate, they will only memorize some words from magazines. It's pitifully empty, and there are only a few sentences repeated over and over again."

Just when Emil said this, an unexpected shout came from behind them:
"Hey! Emile? Is that you?"

Ke Lin turned around and saw a lady in her 30s standing behind them. She looked at Emil in disbelief. After a while, her eyes started to turn red.

what happened?Colin turned his head to look at Emil, and found that he was also surprised.

"It's an informant... I'll go over there." Emil's expression remained unchanged, and he calmly explained something to Colin.Just walked towards the woman.

This meeting was not planned.

Ke Lin was leaning against the pillar with a wine glass in his hand, looking at Emil who was talking to several women in the distance, thinking that nothing unexpected would happen.He raised his hand and glanced at his old watch. It was four or ten minutes before the start of "Lydia".He closed his eyes slightly, recalling the structure of the entire theater in his mind.

A few days ago, in the magician's newsletter, Colin had seen the interior design drawing of this single building, but all this made him feel a subtle feeling in his heart.

The designer seems to be deliberately creating a blunt symmetry. The opera house is surrounded by a large casino and several hotels in the center.Although there are many walls, all the important passages, pipelines and corridors here still point to the distant main stage.

It's not beautiful, and it's a lot of inconvenience.

And it feels like some kind of altar.

Directly above this casino... is the dressing room of the opera singers.Colin thought idly.

That's right, there is the actor's dressing room.

It's just that the actors tonight are not human beings.

At this moment, Colin did not fail to notice that something was slowly overflowing from his deep consciousness, passing through the ether field formed by him and the bodies of many celebrities present, and quietly seeping into the upper floor.

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What used to be a powder room above the casino is now hung with heavy hooks and pulleys.

The radiating red silk cloth is like a spider's thread winding through the rope shaft, the hook and the black cast iron wheel, and finally converges on the body in the center of the room.That was the puppet that was regarded as an empty shell of Lydia by countless audiences for several months, made of mysterious alchemical substances, and was still wearing the costume that had never faded.

When it performed on the stage, it showed a breathtaking expression, which was far better than that of a living person.But now, his eyes are numbly suspended in mid-air, his head and hair are hanging down, without any vitality.

Earl Fried wore a leather work apron, and was strapped with pliers, a looking glass, a scraping needle and other instruments, not like a nobleman, but like a craftsman.He made ten dolls one after another in the Grand Theater, but the others were just experiments, and only the one that was completed in the end was the earl's goal.

Because it is afraid of leaving permanent scratches on its delicate skin, it is not ropes that are used to suspend and fix it, but the most delicate and smooth silk cloth.Coils of silk support its torso and every joint, so that the weight can be evenly distributed.The count stared blankly at the hanging puppet for a while, then stepped aside and shook several sets of rotating shafts with both hands.

With his movements, the pulleys and hooks moved silently, and the silk cloth bound between the doll's waist and legs slowly fell to the ground, adjusting its posture to a posture more similar to that of a human standing.

Just like the treatment of the first two adopted daughters, the earl will personally complete the makeup for it before it plays Lydia on stage.

"Tude, tug."

At this moment, there was a steady knock on the door.

"I'm here."

The count didn't stop what he was doing, but simply agreed.The people outside the door wisely did not push the door to enter, but stood outside and said directly:
"The Grand Duke will be in the private room on the third floor tonight, and I want me to tell you that he is looking forward to tonight's performance."

The speaker is a maid beside the Grand Duke.But it is not an ordinary maid, more similar to a court lady.Although born as a commoner, he has a status similar to that of a housekeeper.The man waited outside the door for a while and did not get a response from the earl, so he continued:

"After investing in new technology, I hope the effect can be improved."

After saying this, she left.

Earl Fried took two steps back in a slightly annoyed manner, re-examining the doll in front of him from a slightly further distance.

To the audience it was undeniably perfect, but to the Count it was just another failure.

The second adopted daughter Melita lacked the illusion like it, and it lacked the warmth of Melita's body.

Unless it is endowed with vitality, it becomes an intermediate existence that is both dead and alive.Create life out of dead things, and transcend into the realm of the master Demuger as a mortal.This was a conspiracy between him and the Grand Duke, so the Iceni spies were used to steal from the hinterland of the alliance the even more mysterious Eastern Land skills that had been sealed away.

But after a period of debugging, the puppet was still a dead thing, and it didn't exude the fresh breath they expected.

The Earl was finally getting old, and after repeated failures, he also began to feel powerless and exhausted.

So at this time, Fried, who was carefully dressing up the doll, didn't notice it.

Under its dull expression, a finger tied up with fine silk moved quietly.

(End of this chapter)