Chapter 258
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The next day.
A magic-powered carriage slowly arrived at the entrance of the theater. The carriage, which was made of steel and didn't require a horse to drive, attracted the attention of many people.
However, the people gathered at the entrance of the White Thorny Flower Theater paid more attention to the movie posters.
Today was the premiere of the new movie, 'The Loyal Hachi'.
"Sir Frit, there are no more parking spaces at the entrance of the theater," the driver said to the middle-aged man in the back seat.
"No more parking spaces?"
The middle-aged man called Frit lifted the brim of his top hat and looked at the entrance of the theater.
The street in front of the entrance of the White Thorny Flower Theater was filled with all kinds of carriages. The stairs leading to the theater were also occupied by a large number of people.
Just by looking at the scenery of the street outside, one could imagine how 'lively' the theater was.
"A year ago, there would be a lot of empty seats in the auditorium for every performance at the White Thorn Flower Theatre. The driver glanced at the crowd at the entrance of the White Thorny Flower Theater. "Ever since the appearance of movies, we have to wait for a long time to buy a ticket. Sir Frit, if you're interested in the new movie, I suggest you come back in a few days."
"Unfortunately … I'm not here to watch a movie."
After giving the driver an answer, Fritz got off the magic carriage and the servant in the back seat hurriedly followed behind him.
"Sir Frit, that should be the carriage of the Knight Of The White Thorn." The attendant walked to his side and pointed to a carriage at the end of the White Thorny Flower Theater.
Frit lowered the brim of his top hat and walked to the carriage with the help of his walking stick. The coachman immediately opened the door after recognizing the middle-aged man.
"My apologies, Mr. Frit. As I'm going to attend an advanced magic academy's lecture at the last minute, I'm pressed for time, so I can only set the location for the conversation here."
The Knight Of The White Thorn sat in the carriage and watched as the middle-aged man and his assistant boarded the carriage.
"Setting the location for the discussion here, Knight Of The White Thorn. Do you mean to reject my financial assistance?"
Fret took off his top hat and revealed his true appearance.
"About that … Mr. Frit, I've already confessed to you in my letter. I'm not the inventor of the movie. I can't sell it to anyone."
The Knight Of The White Thorn had lost count of the number of times he had rejected the merchants with the same words.
Truth be told, the Knight Of The White Thorn hated 'talks' that involved money, especially with merchants who valued everything with money.
"But … where can I meet the inventor of the movie? Or Josiah? "Frit asked.
He had done his research before coming here. The Knight Of The White Thorn was just a ticket for him to get in touch with the person behind the scenes.
"Normally, Mr. Josiah doesn't want to be disturbed by anyone, but you're very lucky today. If you don't mind, would you like to go to Roursk Higher Magic Academy with me? Mr. Josiah is going to give a class there today. Anyone can attend. "
"Roursk Higher Magic Academy? I've sponsored many students there. They're all geniuses, and I happen to have time today. "Frit glanced at his watch and agreed to the Knight Of The White Thorn's request.
Then, under the middle-aged merchant's invitation, the Knight Of The White Thorn abandoned his carriage and got on the magic carriage that represented the beginning of the new century. He headed towards Roursk Higher Magic Academy.
… …
Roursk Higher Magic Academy.
Hiri's eldest sister, Herland, was holding a stack of books and preparing to attend a special class. The class this time was related to 'programming'.
Herland had been excited since she saw the message on the school's bulletin board this morning. However, her friend Sansa still couldn't understand why she was so excited.
"Herland … Does programming magic really exist?"
Sansa was holding the notice that was torn from the bulletin board. She had great doubts about the content on it.
"Of course it exists. The Weave that you use is constructed through the inscription system of 'programming'," Herland said.
"But it says that the entry requirement is to master at least a hundred Order inscriptions." Sansa pointed at the strange requirement on the notice. "That's a standard that only a Level Seven spellcaster can achieve. I've only mastered thirteen inscriptions of the Holy Light system."
"I've only mastered twenty-seven inscriptions of the Holy Light system, but the thirst for knowledge is the driving force of a spellcaster's growth, isn't it?" Herland said.
"But Herland … If you had spent all that time on researching and developing Magitech Machinery, you would be a lot better off now. A few people in Leskenaban next door have invested in the Magitech Machinery they invented, and one of them seems to have started mass production." Sansa sounded envious of Herland.
Recently, there had been a craze for inventions in the entire Norland Magic Academy. Ever since the end of the Universal Exposition, many young spell casters had seen the potential of magic-guided machinery. With the financial support of a group of businessmen, a large number of spell casters had devoted themselves to research in this area, and most of them had succeeded.
"But I'm more interested in programming now," Herland said.
"Hmm … After all, you're also a chosen one. I can only be a normal examiner in the Patent Assembly. It seems like I didn't pass the Lord's test."
Sansa remembered that Herland's invention of the magic drawing machine was also funded by a kind-hearted person.
Just as the young girl from the Kingdom of the Holy was complaining about her ordinary life, another poster suddenly floated to her hand.
She subconsciously reached out and grabbed the poster. She saw what was written on it: The Story of Hachi the Loyal Dog was released today.
"I remember now! Herland … Today is the day the new movie is released! Let's go watch it together with Belle! "
"I … No need, Sansa, Belle's not right … Ino's class should be ending soon."
Herland showed a slightly forced smile and rejected his friend's suggestion.
It was hard to believe that a few months ago, she was still a staunch believer in the existence of cruel and merciless demons.
But now … Not only did Sansa get to know a succubus friend, but she also worshiped the character played by the demon in the movie.
If the missionaries of the Kingdom of the Holy were to find out, they would be burned at the stake.
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