Sword of Daybreaker

In Cecil, which is changing fast, there are always many new things being born.

A qualified empire and district administrator will certainly be interested in these new things.

After a little silence, Victoria looked at the Count Bahrain: "Perhaps, we can take a look."

"You mean the new-style drama?" The earl of Bahrain froze for a moment. He did not expect that the Duke of Ice and Snow, who has always been indifferent and said to be not interested in "drama", would make this proposal, but soon realized that the other party might be the new-style drama. The "magic technology" behind the drama was interested, so quickly nodded, "Of course, I mean, this is very worth seeing-magic technology can be applied to all aspects, and I am also curious about what it has to do with drama."

"Find out where it is," Victoria said blankly, "let's go."

It didn't take much effort to find out where the new-style drama performance venue was located. Victoria and his party soon followed the directions of passers-by to a large building in the southern part of the city.

It was a building that didn't look very eye-catching. It was very different from the "theater" in the count of Count Bahrain-because the theater has always been exclusive to nobles and wealthy citizens, it should naturally look magnificent, but what he saw It is just a square two-story building. Except for its small size, it is not exquisite in all other aspects.

Many people have gathered around this large, seemingly modest building.

At a glance, you can see that they are basically ordinary civilians.

These people, who are wearing various winter clothes, are obviously looking forward to waiting here for a long time. The people on the periphery have stretched their necks to look at the entrance of the "theater". Security personnel in uniform are maintaining order. Some people are talking loudly in the crowd. Some vendors even find business opportunities and push carts around the square to sell snacks and drinks.

Such a lively scene surprised Earl Bahrain-there were not so many people at the entrance of the theater in his memory, and the people who watched the theater were all well-dressed, brought with the steward, in the carriage, and in the attendants Under the reception of gentlemen and ladies, where is this battle?

"So many people ... have come to watch the new-style drama?" The Earl from Wangdu opened his eyes wide. "Everyone is a citizen ... Is Cecil city so rich? Everyone can afford to enter Cost of theater? "

"Sir, it is said that ... a ticket requires only a few copper plates, and it is calculated in Singapore dollars, only six Els," said an attendant who had previously inquired about the news with an incredible expression, "and because today is the first time a new-style drama When it comes out, the fare is half off ... "

"Three Els!" Count Bahrain's eyes were about to stare. "What's the difference between Bai Ge!"

Immediately afterwards, he turned his head to look at the square, looked at the crowd, and could not help whispering, "Gods and ancestors! No wonder there are so many people, even if they are not interested in drama, these citizens want to Satisfied with curiosity, I'm afraid I won't be jealous of those few coins ... but so many people flood into the theater, how can the actors on the stage perform? How can order be maintained? "

"I'm afraid it will become very chaotic, sir," said the other aristocrat who accompanied him, shaking his head, "and ... you see, it's messy here now."

As soon as the voice of the aristocratic king fell, the ears of Count Bahrain heard applause from the cart vendors around the square-the loud and penetrating voice went straight into Mr. Earl's head:

"Fried potatoes! Cecil's best potato chips!"

"Come a fish roll! Come with ** sauce!"

"Winter line up should come with a bottle of cold-resistant potion-the best cold-resistant potion! Father Sam's hand-made, 52-degree sauce flavor!"

"I have a headache," Count Bahrain couldn't help but cover his head. "It's not what I think ..."

"Frost-resistant potions have to be adjusted," an accompanying official looked curiously away, "and sold on the square?"

"All kinds of resistant potions are extremely cheap in the southern region, and the thinner of the cold frost resistant potion is sold as a health product," Victoria said faintly, apparently she already knew something about it. Vendors on the North-South Commercial Road will add some spices or honey to such thinners as a cold drink for travel. "

Count Bahrain's eyes widened and he almost blurted out "this is really a crazy place", but fortunately he remembered that this is the capital of the emperor. After swallowing this sentence, his face was slightly weird and said: "That ... Your Highness, You have to see ... "

"Of course, I'm more and more interested in it now," Victoria glanced at Earl Bahrain lightly. "Also, don't use titles and titles here anymore, it's not in harmony with the atmosphere."

"Yes, yes, the palace ... Madam," Count Bahrain hurriedly agreed, then looked helplessly at the attendant, "then ... just buy tickets."

The attendant was ordered to leave, but soon returned, with a message that the Count Bahrain had not expected.

"Already sold out?" The count stunned. "No one left ?!"

"Yes, sir," said the attendant with shame on his face. "It was said to have been sold out two hours ago."

This is a city where new things are emerging almost every day. The Cecilians are brave and willing to try new things, not to mention that there are now new-style dramas that require only three Els to watch-and Open to all people. As Count Bahrain himself said just now, for ordinary people who have never had a chance to enter the theater, even if it is just to satisfy curiosity, this change is worthwhile, and the Cecilians ... always have a strong curiosity.

San Er, even if the drama is boring, it is not wrong to visit the tables, chairs and roof in the theater-many people even come with this mentality.

The Earl from Wangdu couldn't help but turn his attention to the Duchess who proposed to come here. He thought that the other party would definitely lose interest in the matter this time, and even be a bit annoyed because it wasted time. The image has always been missed by "patience" and "mildness", but Victoria's next words are beyond his expectations-

"Go and ask around to see who is willing to sell the ticket," said the Duchess lightly, and made a careful command with surprising patience. "The attitude is good, you can pay extra money, but if the other party does not agree, also Don't force it. "

Her tone was very bland and her expression was as indifferent as ever, but if a familiar person was nearby, she could see at a glance that this was actually her cheerful expression.

An attendant nodded, and was ready to lead.

But at this moment, a footstep apparently coming towards this side caught the attention of the counts of Bahrain and Victoria.

As higher-level superhumans, they can easily perceive this unobtrusive approaching behavior in the crowd.

Count Bahrain raised his head and looked instinctively, but only saw a strange man in a cotton coat approaching this side.

The Duchess Victoria blocked the attendants with an inconspicuous gesture, looked at the man who was approaching, and asked indifferently, "Is there anything wrong?"

The ordinary man seemed to be shocked for a moment by Victoria Wild's special momentum and outstanding appearance. For a moment, he was a little nervous and afraid, but he quickly said: "I just saw that you seem a little troubled ... because of the tickets What? "

Count Bahrain nodded: "We do want to buy tickets, but the tickets seem to be sold out."

"Ah, that's right," the man in the cotton coat suddenly smiled, and nodded sincerely. "I can help you-I've invited a few friends to watch the drama together, and bought tickets in advance. Today They said that they could not come. I just had more here. You either? Each ticket only needs one Fernal. I know it is more expensive than the original price, but I have also queued for a long time ... "

Count Bahrain opened his mouth and just wanted to say something, but he heard Victoria say, "Yes."

Then the Duke of Ice and Snow turned to look at him: "Mr. Bahrain, pay."

"But ..." Count Bahrain squeezed a half word into his mouth, but under the gaze of those ice-cold eyes, he still paid out the money like an ordinary citizen and paid a few prints. Exquisite tickets with "Film Pictures" and "Three Lines Theatre" on the surface.

After the man left, Earl Bahrain couldn't help but whispered, "Victoria ... madam, you shouldn't believe that man, he's obviously just reselling ..."

"I know," Victoria said calmly.

"that……"

"It's just fun," Victoria said casually, and looked up, looking at the entrance to the theater not far away. "It's really more fun than Wang ... here.

"However, that is indeed a disruptive act and we cannot ignore it.

"I just saw a sheriff on the edge of the square, who can you report it?"

Victoria Wilde's tone rose slightly, and she seemed suddenly happy.

After a while, the crowd in front finally murmured.

The corner of Victoria's mouth, which was in a good mood, tilted up a bit: "Mr. Bahrain, it looks like it is ready to enter. Let's witness it."

...

With the flow of people and the guidance of the staff, Earl Bahrain finally walked into this weird "theater" and found his own place among rows of high and low seats.

Along the way, due to a gentleman's obligation and instinct as a subordinate, he protected as much as possible around the Duchess of Victoria to prevent the surrounding crowds from colliding with the Grand Archon of the Empire and the protector of the northern mountains. He was even pushed several times for this purpose, but after sitting in the seat, he found that it was impossible to maintain this "decent" and "protection" at all.

The seats are next to each other and there are people everywhere.

There are more people rushing here than in any of the theaters he has seen in Wang Du! The seats are also denser!

Around him, countless civilians-or imperial citizens-surrounded him, and even made the nobleman from the capital feel a suffocation.

He is too uncomfortable here.

However, Victoria Wild showed no discomfort and boredom. The asylum seeker in the northern mountains just sat quietly and glanced around casually-despite the lack of expression on his face, Bahrain The earl can roughly guess that this should be a very interesting and curious performance.

On the road to "adapting to the new order," he seemed far behind the pace of the Duchess.

"In such a facility, fires and crowded people should be considered in advance," Victoria said suddenly. "What do you say, Mr. Bahrain?"

"I? Ah, yes, yes, of course," Earl Bahrain almost did not respond, and hurriedly answered, "There are a lot of people here, and there are a lot of densely arranged seats. I really need to consider these ... I don't know if everyone here Be planned. "

The other aristocrat looked at the stage with curiosity: "There are no actors on the stage, and there are no set and props ... Is it not yet set?"

Count Bahrain glanced up subconsciously, and found this strange problem.

At the end of a large fan-shaped array of large seats, the open platform that should have been used as a stage did not see an actor or any set.

He tried to keep his eyes wide open, and finally saw only a few magic net bases placed on the platform and a crystal device assembled in a certain array.

The Count Bahrain slowly thought about it, but became more confused: So ... this so-called new type of drama was originally the projection of the magic net terminal?

...

Outside the "Three Lines" theater, the crowded square suddenly seemed quieter because of the large number of people entering.

Some remained on the square, some were vendors, some were citizens who passed here out of curiosity, and some were security officers.

A man in a dark cotton coat hurriedly passed by the edge of the square, with a happy face on his face, and his hat pressed very low.

But as soon as he reached the entrance of a nearby alley, before he could turn in, several uniformed security officers suddenly appeared around him.

The man in the overcoat was taken aback, and turned his head and ran, but before the steps were taken, a member of the public security team raised his hand with a small flash of lightning and smashed him to the ground.

Several members of the security team rushed up and stunned the man who was trying to scream and screamed on the ground. The sheriff in charge led the team and shouted angrily, while pulling out the small shackles: "It's you again! It's you again!

"You were there when the Magic Train started selling tickets for the first time, you were there when the first football match sold audience tickets, and when the first zoo was open!

"Today's movie starts selling tickets, and sure enough you still!

"You'll be by the water pipes of the Public Security Bureau in the second half of the month!"

In Cecil, which is changing fast, there are always many new things being born ...

(Happy holidays ~~)