Unexpectedly, the great chief did not meet her in the study.
When Lorgar followed Vendy into the reception hall on the first floor of the castle, she found that besides Roland Wimbledon, there was also a strange woman in the hall.
She looked at the woman curiously, and the latter was also staring at her. What made the Wolf Girl slightly uncomfortable was that the woman's eyes seemed to be scrutinizing her, as if she wanted to see through her.
"You're here." Roland was still relaxed and gentle. "I came to see you because I have a new task for you. Sit down and talk."
"Yes." After staying in Neverwinter for half a year, Lorgar had basically figured out the great chief's temperament of not paying attention to etiquette. She sat down directly opposite the woman with her tail curled up. "But please allow me to report a piece of news about the Southernmost Region."
"Oh?" The woman raised her eyebrows. "Go ahead."
Lorgar repeated what her father had heard. "Although I don't think the clans of Iron Sand City pose any threat to the Port of Clearwater, it's better to be vigilant. It takes a lot of effort to reclaim a piece of land, but it's easy to destroy it, especially when the main force of the First Army has returned to Neverwinter. "
"I see." Roland touched his chin and said, "In fact, when we made the relocation plan, the General Staff had considered this aspect. Now that it's been almost a year, they should be ready."
Lorgar said thoughtfully, "They mean..."
"You guessed right," Roland replied with a smile. "Before the threat of the Battle of Divine Will is eliminated, the First Army can't take care of every corner of the kingdom. The matter of the Southernmost Region has to be resolved by the local forces." He paused for a moment. "Of course, no matter what, I have to express my gratitude to your father. If he's willing to intervene, this matter will definitely be handled more smoothly."
"Maybe I can write a letter to my father." The Wolf Girl replied subconsciously. When the words left her mouth, she realized that she had inadvertently stood on the side of Neverwinter... or the great chief.
"Since it's a political negotiation, let me handle it." Roland waved his hand. "Besides, I didn't ask you to come here to discuss such a serious issue. First, let me introduce the lady beside me. Her name is Mey. You may have heard of her other title: Star of the Western Region. "
"Star Flower … Troupe?" Lorgar was a little surprised. She was not very interested in dramas and had only heard the name from Echo. She only knew that there were two actors who were very popular in Neverwinter, and that was how the Star Flower Troupe got its name.
But what did this have to do with her?
"You must be the third princess of the Wildflame clan, right? As expected of the people of the desert, they are indeed different from us. " Mey finally withdrew her scrutinizing gaze, stood up, and gracefully bowed to her. "Nice to meet you, Miss Lorgar. Please advise me on our future cooperation."
Cooperation? Lorgar looked at the great chief in bewilderment. Roland was not a witch, and she did not have the acting ability of Echo. How could they cooperate?
"It's like this," Roland raised the corner of his mouth, "Do you remember what I said, that more people should accept those witches with abilities similar to yours? The soul shouldn't be related to appearance. No matter they have different body parts or have scales on their faces, they're still one of us. To achieve this, the quickest way is undoubtedly to play a drama. "
"You want me to act in a drama?" Lorgar was a little flustered. Although the locals did not show any obvious hostility toward her after she decided not to cover her ears and tail, it was completely different from deliberately standing in the spotlight. "But I know nothing about it, and it's not something I'm good at. Besides, I don't feel any obvious malice in Neverwinter. Maybe you should find someone else … "
"Don't worry." Roland seemed to know what she was thinking. "You don't have to perform in front of everyone, and the audience isn't Neverwinter. This is an unprecedented attempt. I call it electric … no, 'magic film'."
"Magic film?" The Wolf Girl repeated.
The great chief picked up a strange crystal on the table and shook it in front of her. Only then did she notice that it was not an ordinary ornament. The silver prism was inlaid with three dazzling gems and engraved with several blue stripes. As it shook, she could even see cold light flowing in the stripes.
"This thing is called the Sigil of Recording. Like the Sigil of God's Will, it's a technology left over from the Taquila era. It can achieve a variety of magic effects by combining different Magic Stones," Roland explained. Roland explained. "However, the function of the Time Seal is not to change time, but to record a scene and replay it repeatedly. If it weren't for the many high-quality Magic Stones we collected from the giant Devilbeast and the Senior Demon, we wouldn't have been able to obtain such a valuable Sigil. In other words, the stage of this performance is not in the Central Square, nor in any other place, but in this real world. "
"When I heard that magic power can do such wonderful things, I was so surprised and happy that I couldn't describe it in words." Mey sighed. "Miss Lorgar may not know much about plays, so you don't know what it means. It's difficult for an actor to maintain the same level in every play due to age, experience, and other factors. Therefore, there's only one peak performance. "
"But now that His Majesty can record this scene, it means that as long as we prepare in advance and rehearse a few times, we can repeat the most wonderful performance repeatedly. Every movement and every expression is in a state of full concentration. This is like a miracle to us!"
"I heard that this kind of sigil was originally only used to record important meetings and ceremonies, but to be able to relate it to a drama and decide to create a story based on the real background, I must say that His Majesty's idea is truly a genius." Mey praised without reservation. "I bet that as long as this news is released, no actor will be indifferent. Even if they have to pay a Golden Dragon, they won't let go of this historical opportunity. "
"Ahem." The chief showed a rare look of embarrassment. "Of course, it's better for the Star Flower Troupe to win this honor. In the past two years, you've done a lot to promote the decree." Then he looked at Lorgar. "What do you think? This story can be said to be tailor-made for you. I spent almost half a month writing it in my spare time. "
Even in the end, Lorgar did not quite understand what was going on in the magic movie. She could not associate a play with a miracle, nor did she want to waste her precious time on such an uninteresting thing. However, when she heard the chief say that this play was specially written for her, she involuntarily changed her mind.
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