Redding's intention was obvious. He was trying to force Britney and the rest of them to perform for them with the so-called group justice and interests.
Britney was slightly angry. Everything had been going well for her since she entered the game. Even if there were obstacles, she could still fight her way out with brute force as a player.
This was the first time that she had been caught in such a dilemma.
If they didn't agree, the losses of the players would be on their heads. Even if some of the players could understand them, not everyone was willing to 'understand' others. As long as their own interests were harmed, they wouldn't care if it was reasonable or not. They would first scold the people who were 'ruining things' on their side.
But if she agreed, she wouldn't be satisfied. Why should she perform for a few nobles? They were artists, not actors.
It was already frustrating enough for artists to bend over for a few buckets of rice in reality, but they had encountered similar situations in the game.
Seeing that Britney was in a dilemma, Redding smiled proudly. "It's not unacceptable for you to perform for us first, is it? Besides, we can donate a sum of money to you. It's not a lot, just dozens of gold coins. "
Dozens of gold coins were a lot. It was more than enough to establish a small family.
All the nobles smiled. It wasn't hard for them to offer one or two gold coins each.
They would be happy if the Vienna Opera Company could compromise in such a way.
Most of the nobles weren't idiots. They could tell that the Vienna Opera Company was trying to lower the nobles to the same level as the mud.
This was no longer just a matter of fighting for pride or face, but it was related to their inner dignity. It could even be said that if the nobles backed down from this matter, their 'nobility' would be affected to a certain extent in the future.
Chances were that some of the untouchables would have unnecessary thoughts.
They wouldn't be as obedient.
So … they had to compete.
"I can personally donate three gold coins."
"I don't have much money, but it's not a problem for me to donate one."
The nobles laughed and shouted at the same time.
The mayor smiled too. "As the local host, I'll donate ten gold coins."
Hearing that, the nobles behind him immediately shouted:
"The mayor is truly generous!"
"That beautiful lady over there, why aren't you thanking the mayor?"
Britney grimaced.
She really wanted to beat up this group of people in front of her, but although their words were a little disgusting, their behavior was really not to the extent of making her hit them.
At a time like this, whoever made the first move was unreasonable.
The dozens of people in Vienna all stood up and stood behind Britney, waiting for her order to beat them up.
It could be said that this group of people in front of them was not a match for them.
But Britney knew that the current situation couldn't be solved by fighting.
Seeing that Britney was still silent, Redding sighed and said, "Madam, make a decision quickly, or I'll have to."
Britney was in a dilemma.
At this moment, Roland, who had been sitting, stood up.
He walked closer to Britney, and everyone's eyes were on him.
After all, Roland was wearing a magic robe, and anyone who dared to stand out at this time must have some skills.
"Chairman Redding of Encart City?" Roland smiled at him. "Hello, I was just about to go look for you."
"You are?"
Redding observed Roland. The Golden Son Mage did not have stage fright when so many big shots stared at him. He did seem capable.
At the very least, he had a good temperament, and the magic waves he released were balanced. He seemed to be quite talented.
If possible … it would be good to hire him as an assistant in his Magic Tower after he was suppressed and honed. Since it was said that the Golden Sons could be resurrected, it would be a great idea to ask him to do some dangerous magic experiments.
"Roland, chairman of the Magic Tower in Delpon, happened to be traveling here with a few apprentices. I was going to talk to you about magic, but I didn't expect to run into you here," Roland said peacefully and with a gentle smile.
Roland spoke very politely with a gentle smile. His right hand was even broken in half, but for some reason, all the nobles could sense a sense of dominance from him.
"Roland? Chairman? " Redding was stunned. "You built this theater with a few magic apprentices in a day?"
Roland nodded. "Yes, it can't be helped because they're not skilled enough. My apprentices are not talented, and the journey was rather tiring, so it took almost a day to build. Logically speaking, it should've been built in half a day."
Hearing that, everybody in the Vienna Opera Company held back their laughter. Lauren was apparently modest, but he was actually complimenting his apprentice. It was hilarious and even a bit cathartic.
Redding nodded calmly. "It's indeed not bad."
Although he looked calm on the surface, Redding's heart was in turmoil.
It was already outrageous enough to build such a high-quality open-air theater in a day, but the guy said that the time could be shortened to half a day.
This kind of blatant flaunting made him extremely displeased. He thought that the guy was a promising cub and intended to recruit him, only to discover that the cub was actually a wyvern after it was peeled off.
However, he couldn't afford to lose, so Redding could only pretend that he didn't care.
"Speaking of which, we will definitely be friends," Roland said with a smile. Roland continued with a smile, "I'm quite close to Chairman Tobian. He even gave me a lot of spell models for free. What a great chairman."
Redding was surprised. Did this young man know his big brother? Then, he suddenly remembered something. "You're Roland? The Roland of Hand of Magic? "
"That's me." Roland smiled modestly. "I didn't expect that Chairman Redding would've heard my name before!"
Taking a deep breath, Redding, who had been expressionless, put on a smile for the first time today. "So, it's Chairman Roland. I'll be waiting for you in the Magic Tower. We can definitely be friends."
After speaking, Redding shrugged apologetically at the castellan and left quickly.
The nobles were shocked. They didn't expect that even Redding, who had such a powerful background, would be intimidated. Who was that Golden Son Mage?
The City Lord's smiling expression dimmed again. It should be said that his face was even darker than before he came backstage.
He looked at Roland. Although he didn't look aggressive, his expression wasn't any better.
Roland smiled shyly and met his eyes.
About ten seconds later, the mayor looked at Britney angrily. "Fine, you're quite good. But it's impossible for us to watch the performance with the civilians. So … you can leave now. There's no need to wait for three days. "
The mayor turned around and left with the unhappy nobles.
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