Two days later, the moment that Victor had been waiting for finally arrived.
The premiere of "The Dust of Annihilation" was scheduled to start at 3 pm. He arrived at the entrance of the theater early and waited for the tickets to be checked in. After a year, the theater, which was specially built for the magic movie, had expanded a lot. Not only did it add several viewing rooms, but it also added a waiting hall and a courtyard outside. Although he arrived an hour earlier, there were still many people gathered in the waiting hall.
"You must be Mr. Gammon from the Crescent Moon Bay Chamber of Commerce. Nice to meet you."
"You're flattering me. I didn't expect to meet a big businessman from the Kingdom of Dawn here. Please take care of me in the future."
"Isn't that the star of Kajen Troupe standing over there? I wonder if I can meet the master in person. "
"If you know him, please introduce me to him."
"Of course."
The crowd gathered in twos and threes and chatted with each other. As he had expected, those who could afford to pay dozens of Golden Dragon tickets were basically upper-class celebrities. This was also one of the hidden values of the premiere tickets.
"Oh, isn't this Mr. Victor? I heard that you're no longer in the jewelry business. "Someone in the crowd occasionally recognized him.
"I'm still in the jewelry business. It's just that things aren't going well these days."
"I like the new bedding that your chamber of commerce released. After I changed it in the hotel, the number of customers increased. I want to order another 100 sets."
"Thank you for your affirmation. We can arrange a place to talk in detail after the magic movie."
"Okay, that's a deal."
Ling Long was left speechless upon hearing this. It was probably unimaginable for her to be able to casually reach a deal worth hundreds of gold royals. When no one spoke, she quietly tugged at the corner of Victor's clothes and asked, "Sir, are these people here to watch the magic movie or to talk about business? And I saw that you didn't know many of them before. Aren't you afraid that they'll cheat you? "
"Don't worry. This is common for businessmen. You'll get used to it." Victor smiled. After all, businessmen who were willing to buy premiere tickets were a kind of strength in themselves. Once they stepped into this circle, they would be able to gain the recognition of others to a large extent. The magic movie wasn't a real thing, so nothing would be left after watching it. Therefore, in a sense, it was more convincing than a full set of jewelry.
Just as he was walking and explaining, he suddenly bumped into someone passing by.
"Ah … I'm sorry." Victor noticed that the other party was a woman, so he apologized first. However, when he saw the person who was hit, he couldn't help but be stunned.
It was a lifeless face. Her facial features were not bad. If she dressed herself up a little, she would probably be better than Linglong. But his pale complexion and empty eyes almost ruined everything. People could not help but feel disgusted. Such a gloomy expression was really incompatible with the atmosphere in the hall.
The woman didn't say anything. She just glanced at him and continued to walk forward expressionlessly.
What a weirdo … Victor muttered to himself.
"Sir!" Linglong, who completely did not notice this scene, grabbed his hand and shouted, "The magic movie is about to start. Let's go in!"
"Ah … yes." Victor shook his head, put aside his unhappiness, and followed Linglong to the viewing room.
…
"What happened just now?" Joe looked at Farina worriedly.
"Nothing," Farina said in a low voice. "Someone just didn't pay attention to the road. Let's go. Since you brought me here, don't just stand there. "
"Y-you're right." Joe hesitated to take her hand, but in the end, he could not reach it out. "Don't forget, no matter what, I'm always by your side."
Farina did not answer. Following him here was the greatest reward she could give.
It had been nearly half a year since she came to Neverwinter. Those ancient witches who claimed to have come from more than 400 years ago did not lie. Her injuries gradually healed, and she could now walk on her own. Although she still had whip wounds and brand marks on her body, Farrina did not complain. If she were a witch who had fallen into the hands of the church, her fate would have been a million times worse. What else could she say if she was willing to do this for the enemy?
However, the expected trial did not come. Even the King of Graycastle did not see her. He only sent someone to ask her dozens of questions. She deliberately lied to some of the questions to provoke the King's anger, but what she got in return was a faint sneer.
When she was released from prison, Jo bought a house and settled her there. Unlike her, Joe, who used to be a noble, quickly found a job in the Administrative Office and quickly adapted to his new identity. In other words, he should not have been a member of the church in the first place. However, this did not bring about a change for Farina. On the contrary, it was a kind of torture. The longer she stayed in Neverwinter and the more she knew about the city, the more she realized the church's mistake. Witches had nothing to do with the demons of Hell. Except for magic power, they were no different from ordinary people. Roland Wimbledon, who used the power of witches, did not turn his city into a devil's den. Even a blind man could not deny the prosperity of this city.
On one hand, she had been loyal to the church for half of her life, and on the other hand, she was denied everything she had done. The two conflicting thoughts made Farina very painful. Perhaps this was a trial in itself, and sometimes it was even more torturous than torture. If Joe did not need her, she would have already committed suicide.
Even so, Farina did not know how long she could hold on. She had a feeling that the two tickets sent by the Star Flower Troupe would be the last straw that broke the camel's back. Kajen Fels must have been commissioned by Roland to write this script. His purpose was undoubtedly to completely change the public's view of the church and further consolidate the throne of the Wimbledon family.
She could already imagine that from now on, the church would be despised by everyone. Lord Tucker Thor's last effort... and the countless Judgement Army soldiers who had sacrificed themselves on the city wall would all become a joke.
Farina did not want to see this moment coming, but she still accepted Joe's invitation.
It was just like how she despised the higher-ups of the church who had fled, but still accepted their request to stand up and stabilize the order in Hermes.
It was because she was needed by Joe.
However... this was probably the last thing she could do to repay him.
The lights dimmed.
When the whole viewing room was shrouded in darkness, the magic movie began.
...
The story began more than 300 years ago in Hermes Plateau. The New Holy City was still a piece of stone. The scene flitted across the steep mountain wall, over a vast expanse of snow, and then a panoramic view of the Great Breach of the Impassable Mountain Range.
Although he had watched the magic movie many times before, Victor still felt a tremor in his heart when he saw the scene of overlooking the earth appear before his eyes.
On the other side of the Great Breach, he saw many believers busily building their new city, as if this was the world of 300 years ago.
After a while, the scene shifted to the earth again and fell vertically into a huge pit. Under the introduction of the narration, Victor heard the name of the core organization of the church, the "Privy Council" for the first time. From the whispers around him, he could tell that other people felt the same way. Starting from an unknown secret was the most attractive topic. Coupled with the fact that "in the past, only the royal family had the right to know the history", the audience was even more interested. Soon, Victor's attention was completely drawn to the story.
It was said that every 400 years, the world would usher in a disaster. At that time, the huge Bloody Moon would hang high in the sky, and countless enemies would pour out from hell to devour the human kingdoms. In order to survive, the witches entrusted their hopes to an extraordinary power, which required the fusion of the witches' blood and the warrior's soul to cast a steel body that was not afraid of magic and pain — the God's Punishment Warriors.
To ensure the implementation of the plan, the witches established a church and began to select and train qualified candidates. The main character of the story was a witch, who was also the next Pope of the church. The other important character was the Pope's guardian and the Commander of the Judgement Army.
As in most dramas, after a period of time, the two of them went from despising each other to recognizing each other and falling in love with each other. Gradually, they became inseparable lovers. The witches and the guardian even promised that when they found a successor to the Pope, they would undergo the God's Punishment Army transformation ceremony together and become inseparable.
Kajen Fels tactfully told the story of their relationship, both in terms of presentation and lines, which were the culmination of decades of acting skills. Coupled with the excellent performance of the Star Flower Troupe, the audience was deeply moved. Tinkle even cried softly because of the promise made by the two.
However, the plot took a sharp turn. Tempted by power, the guardian's father framed the current Pope and put the crown on his head. As the successor, the witch naturally became the thorn in his side. He ordered his son to hand over the head of the witch, but the guardian flatly refused.
The rebellion had been planned for a long time. When the rebels lifted the curtain, it was already too late. In desperation, the two chose to escape from Hermes and tried to bring the news to the King under the plateau. The guardian's father also lost his last shred of apprehension and sent his bodyguards to intercept them. Obviously, he had no intention of letting them live.
The climax of the plot unfolded at Coldwind Ridge in Graycastle.
A group of Judgement Army soon caught up with the witch and the guardian. Since they were outnumbered, the death of the two seemed to be a foregone conclusion.
Just when Victor could not bear to watch it any longer, something incredible happened.
"Please help us, I beg you!" The guardian who was panting suddenly turned around and grabbed Victor's arm. The hardness and coldness of the gauntlet were transmitted to Victor's body through his clothes. At that moment, an indescribable tremor rose from his feet and spread all over his body.
He could not help but scream.
"Over there! Take them down!"
"Anyone who resists will be regarded as an accomplice and will be killed!" the pursuers shouted and raised their crossbows.
"I, I'm not …" Victor's throat was dry, and he couldn't finish his sentence. The Judgement Warrior on the other side had already pulled the trigger.
A crossbow bolt almost grazed his cheek as it flew past!
At the same time, he felt a slight pain.
Victor touched his cheek with trembling hands and put his fingers in front of his eyes.
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