Mara nervously followed Vicky backstage. The opera singers on the stage clenched their fists and gave her silent encouragement and blessings.
Is the leader going to lock me up and beat me up? I'm so obedient, I don't think so. Mara let her imagination run wild as she followed Vicky into a private room.
Click.
Vicky closed the door and locked it.
Mara took half a step back and leaned against the wall. She looked at Vicky nervously.
Leader Vicky gave her a strange feeling. Sometimes, she was gentle and kind, like a caring little sister who would patiently teach her how to pronounce and sing.
But sometimes, she was like a strict teacher who would pull out a thick and long pointer to teach her a lesson at any time. Mara was a little scared.
But Leader Vicky's opera singing was too good. It was like the sound of nature, and she acted like the real Miss Black Cat. Mara admired her immensely.
So now that Vicky was staring at her, she was a little scared, but also a little expectant. Would the leader agree to her request?
"Do you know what's going on outside? Why has the streets been so noisy these two days? "Vicky asked.
"Hmm?" Mara was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect the leader to suddenly ask a completely unrelated question. She thought about it and felt that the leader must be testing her to see if her observation of life was meticulous.
"I heard that there's going to be a war. Demons are coming to eat us, especially those little fatties who like to eat. So His Majesty the King ordered everyone to chop down the peach trees and hand them in. He said that he's going to the north to fight the demons," Mara said seriously.
This was what Miss Black Cat told her in the morning. Because of this, she even ate a bowl of rice for breakfast.
Vicky stared at Mara for a while and still felt that her words were illogical.
"Where can I get the latest news around here?" Vicky asked.
"Of course it's the Romo Street Information Center!" Mara blurted out.
"There's such a place?" Vicky frowned in surprise.
"Yes, it's right under the big trees on Romo's street. Every day after dinner, a large number of uncles and aunties would gather together to exchange the latest news they heard today. Then, they would package it up and make it into a rumor." Mara nodded her little head.
Vicky narrowed her eyes. She wasn't sure if this guy was just teasing her.
Mara blinked, a little nervous, wondering if she had said something wrong.
"Go out. Today, we'll learn how to stretch our voices from Ibaka." Vicky put her hand to her forehead and gestured for Mara to leave.
"Okay!" Mara nodded happily and opened the door. It seemed that the leader had agreed to let her stay.
"Looks like I have to go out and take a look myself."
Vicky picked up a jacket from the clothes rack and put it on. She put on a hat and a few silver coins before she left the house.
"Leader, are you going out?"
Uncle Ibaka, who was teaching Mara how to stretch her voice, looked at Vicky who was wearing a jacket and asked.
"Yes, I'm going out. The performance at noon is canceled. I'll give you half a day off." Vicky said and went out without looking back.
The actors of the opera troupe who were rehearsing looked at each other. It was only the second day of the opening, how could the leader let them rest?
These two days were the most glorious days of their career.
The number of guests who came to watch the performance last night exceeded 20. Although most of them were neighbors, the 500 copper coins that they earned from the entrance ticket was very good.
Although there were only eight guests who came to watch the performance this morning, it was expected that there wouldn't be many people. It should be better at noon and at night.
The leader was the soul of the whole situation. Without her, Miss Black Cat couldn't continue the performance.
"Okay, let's continue with the rehearsal. We'll give the audience a good opera tonight." Ibaka clapped his hands and let everyone continue with the rehearsal.
Vicky went out and went to the street under the trees.
The uncles and aunties who had just finished lunch had gathered, and the moment they opened their mouths, they were spreading exaggerated and shocking rumors.
Vicky lowered the brim of her hat and listened for a long time. This was indeed a place where rumors were spread. In less than ten minutes, she had already heard several pieces of ordinary news, which were turned into shocking rumors after a round of discussion.
However, the topics of the uncles and aunties did not go beyond the three streets nearby.
Vicky stood up silently, stood at the corner of the street for a while, and hailed a carriage.
"Go to the nearest information station." Vicky said.
"Okay." The coachman agreed.
Ten minutes later, Vicky got out of the carriage. Looking at the small information station in front of her, she paid the fare and walked into the station.
Another ten minutes later, Vicky walked out of the station with a paper bag in her hand. She hailed another carriage and went back to the opera house.
Vicky locked herself in her room and read the news about the demons and the war in the north carefully.
Demons and an undead army of a million. Could they be the ancient invaders recorded in the ancient books? But weren't they sealed away? Vicky frowned, and tapped her delicate finger lightly on the information.
This was a piece of news that she had bought for five silver coins, and the content was very limited.
However, the commotion in Rodu in the past few days was indeed related to the demons.
It was said that all the races had formed an alliance to go up north to fight against the demons and the undead army.
In the past two days, the guards had been collecting peach trees and glutinous rice from door to door to send them to the front line. Anyone who dared to hide them would be punished for treason.
What should I do? If that demon is really an invader that was sealed away in the ancient times, should I report it to Grandpa?
Vicky held her chin, and was a little conflicted.
She had finally escaped after much difficulty, and hadn't even had the time to do anything. Why did she have to run into those blind demons?
Damn it!
Vicky clenched her fists.
She didn't want to care about those invaders, but if that big blockhead destroyed the entire Norland Continent, who would want to watch her opera?
She had started to make a vow that she would create the most successful opera troupe.
Now that she had finally found an opera house that she could stay in and a group of adorable audience members, this kind of thing suddenly happened.
No, I have to go and take a look myself. I can't expose my location so easily. Otherwise, Grandpa will definitely send people to capture me.
Vicky got up, and walked to the corner of the wall. She knocked on the wall twice softly.
Crack.
A crisp mechanical sound rang out, and a small door popped out from the flat wall, revealing a small cabinet.
There were only two things in the cupboard: a shiny, high-tech silver watch and a silver metal stick.
Vicky took out the silver watch, and put it on her wrist. The strap automatically contracted to a suitable degree of tightness.
The dial lit up, and a virtual screen popped up. In the middle of the screen was a spaceship.
The spaceship's parameters and status are normal …
A line of small words quickly floated past.
Vicky pulled down her sleeve to cover the watch. Then, she picked up the remaining silver metal stick, and put it in her small bag. She slammed the door on the wall shut.
"Cancel the performance tonight too. Let's take a break today."
Vicky said, and went out again.
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