Another crushing defeat caused Herland's attention to shift away from the ping-pong game. He looked at Sir White Thorn Flower and Josh who were walking out of the room.
"Is Mr. Josiah's meeting over? Then, Hiri … You should return to the academy with me now. "
Herland had underestimated Hiri's' affection 'for Josiah. Before entering the room, Josiah had already reminded her that the negotiation might take a long time.
Therefore, Herland was prepared to drag Hiri back to the academy to save her, but Hiri refused to leave.
Judging from Hiri's attitude, it was as though she would die if she were too far away from Josiah.
However … this was the truth, a truth that only Hiri and Josiah knew. Hiri hadn't found a good opportunity to explain her relationship with Josiah to Herland.
Fortunately, the theater's hospitality was excellent. Coupled with the charm of the Ping Pong game, Herland's attention was finally diverted.
"Big Sister, it's already night time."
Hiri pointed to the clock on the side of the corridor wall. It was one of the magic-guided machines created by the patent revolution 30 years ago. Ever since the invention of the clock driven by inscriptions, it was the first time in the world that humans could accurately measure their time in seconds.
"Night time? It's only been ten minutes … "
Herland's words came to an abrupt halt when she saw the clock by the wall. The hour hand on the clock was pointing at seven.
Before Herland arrived, the number was still five, which meant that she had been sitting here with Hiri for two whole hours!
But Herland felt that two hours had passed in the blink of an eye. All she did for the entire afternoon was play a few rounds of Ping Pong with Hiri.
How … terrifying!
Herland stared at the white Ping Pong window and felt a chill run down her spine.
Herland had always believed that wasting time was a felony, and this Ping Pong game had wasted two hours of her time.
She was hesitant to use her magic to erase Ping Pong from her consciousness.
The reason for her hesitation was her unwillingness. She had lost to Hiri three times in a row, and each time, she could have beaten Hiri if she had persisted a little longer.
Therefore, after some thought, Herland gave up on the idea.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. We still have to prepare for the premiere. I'm afraid Hiri won't be willing to go back so early," Josiah said.
Josiah's words poked Hiri's thoughts.
If you really like a movie, you won't feel bored even if you watch it dozens of times. Hiri's treatment was not as good as the Venerated Skeleton's. Hiri hadn't watched the last part of the movie yet.
Therefore, Hiri had been waiting for this day for a long time!
"But, Mr. Josiah …"
Herland looked a little embarrassed. The Advanced Magic Academy that she studied stopped classes at 8 pm. If she ran there now, she might be able to catch up with the academy's teachers.
It had been almost half a year since Ciri had reported to the Advanced Magic Academy. If it weren't for the fact that Ciri's talent in magic was even more terrifying than hers, Ciri would have been expelled from the Advanced Magic Academy long ago. In fact, the teachers in the academy were already quite dissatisfied with this crazy girl who didn't even attend a single class in half a year.
The profession of magician was the real symbol of status in Noland. Herland still hoped that Hiri could continue to study in the Advanced Magic Academy.
"Anyway, I haven't been to class for half a year. It doesn't matter if I wait another day. I choose to stay and watch the premiere. If I miss it, I will regret it for the rest of my life," said Hiri.
"…"
Herland always thought that the stage play was a pastime. She used to be dragged by her classmates to watch it, but she had no interest in it.
Even if Herland brought Hiri to the academy as her sister, it would be useless because … she couldn't beat Hiri.
She was a third-rank magician, but she was no match for a second-rank apprentice.
Ciri's magic was more suited for combat, while she was more of an academic type.
"Alright …" Herland finally agreed.
Thus, under the Knight Of The White Thorn's guidance, Josiah arrived at the theater's performance hall.
The White Thorn Theater had a total of two performance halls. The first one was used for official performances. The audience was divided into three levels, which could accommodate two thousand people for a performance.
Even though it had been a long time since anyone visited the theater, the seats were still spotless. The ceiling was engraved with delicate golden patterns, giving the theater a sense of splendor.
The theater had indeed been glorious in the past …
"My lord, what do you think?"
Lord Barrowflower came to Josh's side. He no longer looked as humble as before. The place where he stood and everything around him was worthy of his pride, and it was enough for him to stand tall in front of others.
"The stage is too small."
Josiah walked to the side of the stage and glanced at the back of the auditorium. It was quite suitable as an opera house, but if it was a stage play, the audience sitting above the third floor would have to use the spell Eagle's Eye to see the view of the stage.
"My lord, I can swear that this is the largest stage in Noland. Even that despicable theater can't compare."
"But it's still too small."
The theater was much larger than the cinema. If the Knight Of The White Thorn could accept it, Josiah would definitely demolish the entire theater and rebuild it.
But Josiah didn't have the time, and this knight who valued the theater more than his own life would definitely not accept it.
"Take down the curtain from the top."
Josiah pointed at the curtain hanging on the top of the theater. When performing a stage play, the curtain would usually be pulled down.
After a moment of hesitation, the Knight Of The White Thorn asked someone to take down the red curtain that had been hanging on the stage for decades.
After the curtain was taken down, the stage was completely revealed to the audience. What Josiah cared about was not the stage, but the huge whiteboard behind the stage, which almost took up the entire space of the theater.
"My lord, that's the white wall used to set up the background …" The Knight Of The White Thorn explained to Josiah.
"Can it be moved?"
Josiah didn't expect to be able to make a movie in this world, but a huge screen was the most basic … The advantage of the protocrystal was that no matter how big the projected image was, it wouldn't affect the quality of the image.
The whiteboard behind the stage was undoubtedly the best projection medium.
"Of course."
"Push it to the front of the stage."
Under Josiah's command, the Knight Of The White Thorn slowly moved the huge whiteboard to the front of the stage.
"Perfect, Knight. Extinguish all the glowing stones."
Josiah felt that the whiteboard could indeed be used as a projection medium … Josiah walked up the stairs to the tenth row of the audience. After infusing mana into the protocrystal, the image of the movie was magnified countless times and projected on the whiteboard.
The effect … was not bad.
Josh took a seat on a soft cushion and looked at the image projected on the giant whiteboard screen. He finally felt like he was watching a movie in a movie theater.
"It's starting," Hiri said to Herland in a low voice as he sat down beside Josh without hesitation.
"This is … a stage play?"
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