Chapter 348
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A week later, the Central Theater of the Falosi Imperial City.
The Central Theater of the Imperial City was the oldest theater in Falosi. Its existence had witnessed the ups and downs of the nation. From a simple building with only four walls and a single plank of wood, it gradually transformed into a five-story building that could be seen from every corner of the Falosi Imperial City.
This theater had also witnessed countless great stage performances. Today, the Central Theater, whose age could already be described as ancient, would witness the change of an era.
In the ballroom of the Central Theater, Mrs. Sizer held a glass of wine in her hand and stared at the swirling liquid in a daze.
"Lady Sizer, what are you thinking about?"
One of the dark wood elves beside Mrs. Caesar noticed her desolate expression and answered her in a soft voice.
This Darkwood Elf served as Mrs. Sizer's guard. Ever since Carolee became the host of the holy tree, the alliance between the Darkwood Elves and the Darkwood Duke had become unbreakable.
"I remembered a movie review I saw on the spell casters' forum." Mrs. Sizer took a sip of wine and said.
"Movie review?" The Darkwood Elf guard said.
"Life is like a play." Mrs. Sizer said the sentence that left the deepest impression on her. "Did you know, Monica? I met Carolee's father here. "
Facing Mrs. Sizer's question, she shook her head, indicating that she didn't know about Lady Sizer's past.
"To celebrate the birth of a great play? It was also held in the ballroom. At that time, I was still the daughter of the Leyland family and he was the heir of the Donal family. Not only did we meet, but our wedding was also held here. "
The Darkwood Elf guard listened quietly to Lady Sizer's words. She didn't know how to answer and could only lower her head slightly.
"On behalf of the Blackwood Elves, I offer my condolences to the Duke's passing, Lady Sizer."
"The funeral has been over for three days. Monica, let's put down this hatred for now. After all, today is a day worth celebrating."
Mrs. Sizer used this method to comfort the Darkwood Elf beside her, but there was no trace of happiness in her tone.
Everything that had happened during this period of time had made the high-spirited Duchess very tired. Even if she had light makeup on her face today, it still couldn't hide her haggard appearance.
"Lady Sizer, the 'movie' that you've performed in the theater today has completely exceeded my understanding of stage plays."
An old man approached Mrs. Sizer.
"I'm more willing to separate the 'movie' from the stage play and make it a separate form of performance. After all, the performance of a movie is too different from a stage play, Master Fauklo."
As Lady Sizer conversed with this old man, the haggard expression on her face was instantly swept away, replaced by the aura of a Duchess.
She continued to converse with this old man for a while, discussing the future development of the movie. Then, the old man slowly left, leaving Mrs. Sizer behind to take a sip of the wine in her glass in exhaustion.
"Lady Sizer, who is he?"
The Darkwood Elf guard behind Mrs. Sizer, Monica, noticed that Mrs. Sizer had been forcibly raising her spirits to converse with the old man.
"The manager of the most magnificent theater in Falosi, one of the instructors of the Royal Falosi Academy of Arts, and also my mentor. He also holds the title of Count in Falosi."
Mrs. Sizer used a calm tone to utter a series of titles that would cause fear in one's heart. She looked at the Darkwood Elf beside her who had never participated in a noble's ball before.
"Everyone in this ball is not weak in Falosi, Monica … Even the youngest person could be a talented actor. A hunchbacked old man could be a great playwright who once wrote an immortal opera for Falosi. The death of anyone here is a great loss to Falosi." Mrs. Sizer softly reminded the Darkwood Elf.
"But … But I … saw a man dressed in female clothing."
Monica followed Mrs. Sizer's guidance and scanned the crowd. Ignoring the humans who could tell from their auras that they were not to be trifled with, this Darkwood Elf saw a man who was only 1.6 meters tall wearing … female clothing.
This kind of person could be considered a 'great man' in Falosi?
"Is there … something wrong with his mind?" The Darkwood Elf knew that it was a little rude to ask, but she couldn't ignore the existence of that human. In the end, she couldn't help but ask.
Mrs. Sizer followed the direction that the Darkwood Elf was pointing and saw the man dressed in female clothing. Mrs. Sizer's originally tense face finally revealed a smile.
"Monica, the existence with mental problems that you're referring to is the great ruler of Falosi, His Highness Krendor the Third. If you anger His Highness, even I can't guarantee your safety."
Mrs. Sizer's words completely frightened the timid Darkwood Elf. She instantly covered her mouth and widened her eyes.
"Him?" The Darkwood Elf was still a little unwilling to believe it. She slightly released her hand that covered her mouth and once again confirmed with a soft voice.
"That's right. This is His Highness Krendor's preference. Many among the Falosi nobles also treat it as a trend. You'll get used to it after a while." Mrs. Sizer seemed to be used to it.
"Trend?"
The Darkwood Elf didn't know what else to say. All her words were condensed into one sentence: 'You humans really know how to have fun.'
Just as Mrs. Sizer and the Darkwood Elf were debating about the disguised emperor, he really did walk towards Mrs. Sizer.
This scared the Darkwood Elf so much that her ears pricked up, as if she was afraid that the emperor had heard what she said and came to reprimand her.
Fortunately, Krendor the Third was very generous, or perhaps he didn't even hear the discussion between Mrs. Sizer and the Darkwood Elf.
"Karana! Professor Morgan's movie 'The Loyal Hachi' touched me with his loyalty. There are always so many selfless people in this world, and this movie has drawn out the most beautiful part of my heart … "
Kerendo III walked forward with a cheerful smile on his face. His words were as impassioned as the lines in a stage play.
The Darkwood Elf beside Mrs. Sizer took a step back without a trace. As a girl from the countryside, she really couldn't understand the taste of these city people.
"Thank you for your praise, His Highness Krendor," Mrs. Sizer said.
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