In Cecil, which was developing with each passing day, there were always many new things being born.
A qualified consul and regional administrator of the Empire would definitely be interested in these new things.
After a moment of silence, Victoria looked at Count Bahrain and said, "Maybe we can go and have a look."
"You mean the new play?" Count Bahrain was stunned for a moment. He did not expect that the Ice Duchess, who had always been indifferent and said that she was not interested in "plays," would make this suggestion. But soon he realized that she might be interested in the "magic technology" behind the new play, so he quickly nodded and said, "Of course, I mean, it's worth a look. Magic technology can be used in many ways. I'm also curious about what it has to do with the play."
"Find out where it is," Victoria said with a straight face. "Let's go."
It did not take much effort to find out where the performance venue of the new play was. Victoria and her entourage quickly followed the passers-by to a large building in the southern part of the city.
It was a building that did not look very eye-catching. It was very different from the "theater" in Count Bahrain's mind. The theater had always been exclusive to the nobles and wealthy citizens. Naturally, it should be magnificent. But what he saw was only a square two-story building. Except for its size, it was not exquisite or gorgeous in other aspects.
Many people had gathered around this large, plain-looking building.
At a glance, it could be seen that they were basically ordinary civilians.
These people, who were wearing all kinds of winter clothes and looking forward to it, had obviously been waiting here for a long time. The people on the periphery craned their necks to look at the entrance of the "theater." Near the inner area, there were security personnel in uniform maintaining order. Some people were talking and laughing loudly in the crowd. There were even vendors who found business opportunities and pushed carts around the square to sell snacks and drinks.
Such a lively scene shocked Count Ballin. In his memory, there would not be so many people at the entrance of the theater. Moreover, the people who came to watch the play were all well-dressed and brought their housekeepers along. They came in carriages and slowly entered the theater under the attendants' reception. How could there be such a scene?
"So many people … Are they all here to watch the new play?" The count from the Captical opened his eyes wide. "They are all citizens … Is Cecil City so rich? Can everyone afford to enter the theater? "
"Sir, it is said that … a ticket only costs a few copper coins. In terms of New Dollars, it's only six Els," said a servant who had gone to inquire about the situation with an incredulous look on his face. "And because today is the debut of the new play, the ticket price is reduced by half …"
"Three Els!" Count Bahrain's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. "What's the difference between this and giving it away for free?"
Then, he suddenly turned his head to look at the square. Looking at the dense crowd, he couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, "Gods and ancestors! No wonder there were so many people. Even if they were not interested in the play, these citizens would not be stingy with their coins to satisfy their curiosity … But with so many people entering the theater, how could the actors perform on stage? How can we maintain order? "
"I'm afraid it will become very chaotic, Sir." Another accompanying the Captical nobleman could not help but shake his head. "And … you see, it's already chaotic enough here."
As soon as the Captical nobleman's voice trailed off, Count Bahrain heard the hawkers around the square shouting. The loud and penetrating voice went straight into the count's head.
"Delicious fried potatoes! The best fried potatoes in Cecil! "
"Get a fish roll! Complimentary spicy sauce! "
"In winter, you should get a bottle of cold resistance potion — the best frost resistance potion! Made by Old Sam himself, fifty-two degrees sauce flavor! "
"My head hurts." Count Bahrain could not help but cover his head. "This is not what I expected …"
"Frost resistance potion is actually made?" An accompanying official looked curiously into the distance. "And it's sold in the square?"
"All kinds of resistance potions are extremely cheap in the Southern Territory, and the diluent of frost resistance potion is sold as a kind of health product," Victoria said faintly. Apparently, she had some understanding of this. "The locals in the Southern Territory and the peddlers who take the north-south trade route will add some spices or honey to the diluent as a drink to keep out the cold."
Count Bahrain's eyes widened, and he almost blurted out, "This is a crazy place." Fortunately, he remembered that he was in the imperial capital. After swallowing his words, he said with a slightly strange expression, "Then … Your Highness, are you going to see …"
"Of course, I'm more and more interested in it now." Victoria glanced at Count Bahrain faintly. "Also, don't use titles here. It doesn't fit the atmosphere."
"Yes, yes, Your Highness …" Count Bahrain hurriedly agreed, and then looked at the attendant helplessly. "Then … go and buy the tickets."
The attendant took the order and left, but soon returned with a piece of news that Count Bahrain did not expect.
"It's sold out?" Count Bahrain was stunned. "Not a single ticket left?"
"Yes, sir." The attendant looked ashamed. "It was said that it was sold out two hours ago."
This was a city where new things were emerging almost every day. Cecil people were brave and willing to try new things, not to mention now there was a new theater that only cost three Els to watch, and it was open to all people. Just like what Count Bahrain had said, to ordinary people who had never had the opportunity to enter a theater, this small amount of money was worth it even if it was just to satisfy their curiosity. As for the Cecil people … their curiosity was always strong.
For three Els, even if the theater was boring, it was not a waste to visit the tables, chairs, and roof in the theater. Many people even came with this mentality.
The count from the Captical could not help but turn his eyes to the Duchess who proposed to come here. He thought that the Duchess would definitely lose interest in this matter, and even be a little annoyed for wasting time. After all, the Duchess's image had always been "patient" and "gentle." But what Victoria said next was beyond his expectation.
"Go around and ask if anyone is willing to sell the tickets," the Duchess said faintly, and with surprisingly patience, she gave detailed instructions. "Have a good attitude. You can pay extra money, but if the other party doesn't agree, don't force them."
Her tone was very flat, and her expression was as indifferent as ever. But if there was someone familiar with her nearby, they would be able to see at a glance that she was actually in high spirits.
One of the attendants nodded and was about to leave.
But at this moment, a footstep that was obviously coming toward them caught the attention of Count Bahrain, Victoria, and the others.
As Extraordinaires of a higher level, they could easily sense this kind of undisguised approach that was directed at them from the crowd.
Count Bahrain raised his head and looked in the direction of his intuition, only to see a strange man in a cotton coat walking toward them.
Duchess Victoria used an inconspicuous gesture to stop the entourage from stopping her. She looked at the approaching man and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"
The ordinary-looking man seemed to be stunned for a moment by Victoria Wilde's unique aura and outstanding appearance. He was a little nervous and fearful for a moment, but he quickly said, "I just saw that you seemed to be a little troubled … Is it because of the tickets?"
Count Bahrain nodded and said, "We do want to buy tickets, but the tickets seem to be sold out."
"Ah, that's right." The man in the cotton coat suddenly smiled and nodded sincerely. "I can help you. I invited a few friends to watch the theater and bought tickets in advance. Today, they said that they can't come. I happen to have extra tickets here. Do you want them? Each ticket only costs one Fenar. I know it's more expensive than the original price, but I've been waiting in line for a long time … "
Count Bahrain opened his mouth and was about to say something, but he heard Victoria say, "Okay."
Then the Ice Duchess turned to look at him and said, "Mr. Bahrain, pay up."
"But …" Count Bahrain squeezed out half a word, but under the stare of the eyes that were as cold as ice, he still took out his money and paid the bill like an ordinary citizen. He got a few tickets that were rather beautifully printed with the words "Firm Pictures" and "Three People Theater" on the surface.
After the man left, Count Bahrain couldn't help but whisper, "Victoria … Madam, you shouldn't believe that man. He's obviously just reselling …"
"I know," Victoria said calmly.
"Then …"
"It's just interesting," Victoria said casually and looked up at the entrance of the theater not far away. "This place is indeed more … interesting than the Captical.
"However, that's indeed disruptive behavior. We can't ignore it.
"I just saw a sheriff at the edge of the square. One of you can report it."
Victoria Werder's tone was slightly raised, and she seemed to be in a good mood.
After a while, the crowd in front finally began to stir.
Victoria, who was in a good mood, smiled and said, "Mr. Bahrain, it seems that we can enter the theater now. Let's go and witness it."
…
Following the crowd and the guidance of the staff, Count Bahrain finally walked into the "theater" that was rather weird in his eyes. He found his seat among the rows of seats that were arranged in high and low rows.
Along the way, out of his obligation as a gentleman and his instinct as a subordinate, he tried his best to protect Duchess Victoria to prevent the crowd from bumping into the Grand Governor of the Empire and the Protector of the Northern Mountains. For this reason, he was even pushed several times. But when he sat down, he found that it was impossible to completely maintain this "dignity" and "protection."
The seats were next to each other, and there were people everywhere.
The people pouring in here were more than any theater he had ever seen in the Captical! The seats were also much denser!
Around him, around him, were countless civilians — or rather, citizens of the Empire — who even made the noble from the Captical feel a little suffocated.
He was too uncomfortable here.
However, Victoria Werder did not show the slightest discomfort or annoyance. The protector of the Northern Mountains just sat quietly in his seat and glanced around casually. Despite the lack of expression on his face, Count Bahrain could roughly guess that he was interested and full of curiosity.
On the road of "adapting to the new order," he seemed to be far behind the Duchess.
"For this kind of facility, we should consider the problems of fire and trampling in advance," Victoria suddenly said. "What do you think, Mr. Bahrain?"
"Me? Ah, yes, yes, of course, "Count Bahrain almost did not react and quickly replied," There are a lot of people here, and there are many densely packed seats. We do need to consider these things. I don't know if everyone here has a plan. "
Another noble from the Captical looked at the stage curiously and said, "There are no actors, scenery, or props on the stage. Has it not been set up yet?"
When Count Bahrain heard this, he subconsciously raised his head to take a look. As expected, he also discovered this strange problem.
At the end of the roughly fan-shaped seats, there was an open platform that was supposed to be the stage, but there was indeed no actor or scenery.
He tried to open his eyes, but in the end, he only saw several magic net bases on the platform and a crystal device that was assembled according to some kind of array.
Count Bahrain slowly figured it out, but he was even more confused. So, this so-called new theater is actually a projection of the magic net terminal?
…
Outside the Trio Theater, the originally crowded square suddenly became much quieter due to the large number of people entering.
Some of the people who stayed in the square were peddlers, some were curious citizens passing by, and some were security personnel.
A man in a dark cotton coat hurried past the edge of the square with a happy face and a low hat.
But just as he walked to the entrance of a nearby alley, before he could turn in, several uniformed law enforcement officers suddenly appeared around him.
The man in the coat was shocked and turned around to run. But before he could take a step, a security personnel raised his hand and a small lightning bolt struck him, knocking him to the ground.
A few law enforcers swarmed up and pinned the man who was twitching and screaming to the ground. The law enforcer in charge of leading the team took out a small shackle and scolded angrily, "It's you again! You again!
"You were there when the tickets for the magic train were first sold, you were there when the tickets for the first soccer match were sold, and you were there when the first zoo was opened!
"Today, the magic movie started selling tickets, and you were there!
"You will spend the next half of the month beside the water pipe of the security bureau!"
In the ever-changing Cecil, there were always many new things that were constantly being born ….
(Happy Holidays ~ ~)
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