A week later, the Central Theater in the Imperial Capital of Falosi.
The Central Theater of the Imperial City is the oldest theater in Falosi. Its existence has witnessed the ups and downs of this country. From the beginning, this theater was also a simple building with only four walls and a wooden board. It has transformed into a spectacle that is as high as five floors and can be seen in any corner of the Farosi Imperial City.
This theater has also witnessed countless great stage performances, and today the Central Theater, whose age can be described as ancient, will witness a change in the times.
In the ballroom of the Central Theater, Mrs. Caesar held the wine glass in her hand and looked at the swaying liquid in a trance.
"Mrs. Caesar, what are you thinking?"
A black wood elf following Mrs. Caesar noticed her lonely expression and replied softly to her.
The Black Wood Elf acted as Mrs. Caesar's bodyguard. Since Carroll became the resident of the Sacred Tree, the covenant between the Black Wood Elf and the Blackwood Duke has become unbreakable.
"I remembered a movie review I saw on the caster forum." Mrs. Caesar picked up the glass and took a sip and said.
"Critic?" said the blackwood elf guard.
"Life is like a drama." Mrs. Caesar said the most impressive sentence of the film review and said, "Do you know Monica? It was here that I met Caroline's father."
Facing Mrs. Caesar's question, she shook her head and said that she did not know about Mrs. Caesar's past.
"Is it to celebrate the birth of a great drama? It was also held in the ballroom. At that time, I was the daughter of the Leland family, and he was the heir of the Donal family. Not only did we meet at our wedding, but also in the held here."
The black wood elf guard quietly listened to Mrs. Caesar's words. She didn't know how to answer, so she could only bow her head slightly and say.
"On the passing of the Duke, I express my condolences to you on behalf of the Black Wood Elves, Madam Caesar."
"The funeral has been over for three days. Monica temporarily put down this hatred today. After all, today is a day worth celebrating."
Mrs. Caesar comforted the black wood elf beside her in this way, but there was no hint of joy in her tone.
What happened during this period of time made the high-spirited duchess very tired, and even with light makeup on her face today, she still couldn't hide her haggard appearance.
"Mrs. Nishizawa, the performance you showed in the theater called 'movie' today is completely beyond my knowledge of stage plays."
An old man walked up to Mrs. Caesar.
"I prefer to separate the 'movie' from the stage play as a separate form of performance. After all, the performance of the film is too different from the stage play, tutor Fucklow."
When Mrs. Caesar was talking with the old man, the haggard expression on her face was instantly swept away, replaced by the aura that a duchess should have.
She continued to chat with the old man for a few more words and discussed about the future development of the movie, and then the old man left slowly, leaving Mrs. Caesar to take a sip of the wine in her glass tiredly.
"Mrs. Caesar, who is he?"
The black wood elf guard Monica, who had been standing behind Mrs. Caesar, noticed that Mrs. Caesar had been forcibly raising her spirits to talk to the old man.
"The administrator of this most magnificent theatre in Farosi, one of the tutors of the Royal Academy of Arts in Farosi, and also my mentor, also holds the title of earl in Farosi."
Mrs. Caesar said a series of daunting names in a calm tone, and she looked at the black wood elf beside her who had never participated in the noble dance.
"Anyone at this ball is not weak in Fallowi, Monica... Even the youngest person may be a talented actor, and a rickety old man may be the one who wrote the immortality for Fallowi. The great playwright of the opera, the death of any one here is a great loss for Fallowsy." Mrs. Caesar reminded the black wood elf softly.
"But... but I... saw a man in a woman's clothing."
Monica followed Mrs. Caesar's guidance and glanced around. Those humans who could tell "I'm not easy to mess with" from their auras were ignored. The black wood elf saw a man who was only about 1.6 meters tall. The men are wearing... women's clothing.
Can such a person be considered a "great man" in Farosi
"Is there a problem with his spirit...?" The black wood elf knew that it was a bit rude to ask, but she still couldn't ignore the existence of the human, and finally she couldn't help but ask.
Mrs. Caesar followed the direction pointed by the black wood elf and saw the man in "women's attire", and finally a smile appeared on Mrs. Caesar's originally tense face.
"Monica, the existence with mental problems you are referring to is His Majesty Clendo III, the great ruler of Farosi, if you anger His Majesty, even I can't guarantee your safety. ."
Mrs. Caesar's remarks completely frightened the black wood elf who was not very courageous. She instantly covered her mouth and widened her eyes.
"He?" The black wood elf was still a little reluctant to believe it, slightly released the hand covering his mouth, and confirmed again in a low voice.
"Yes, this is His Majesty Krondo's preference, and many people among the Farosi nobles regard it as a trend. You can get used to it after staying for a while." Mrs. Caesar seemed to be somewhat commonplace.
"trend?"
The black wood elf didn't know what to say anymore, and all her thousands of words were condensed into one sentence, that is, "You humans really know how to play."
Just when Mrs. Caesar was entangled with the black wood elf about the emperor in disguise, he really came to Mrs. Caesar.
This frightened the black wood elf named Monica to prick up his ears, as if he was afraid that the emperor would hear the bad words she just said, so he came to the door to scold her.
But fortunately, this King Krondo III was very generous, or he didn't even hear the discussion between Mrs. Caesar and the Black Wood Elves.
"Kalana! The "Faithful Dog Hachiko" performed by mentor Morgan moved me to Hachiko's loyalty. There is always so much selfless waiting in the world. This film brings out the best part of my heart. Part of…”
Clendo III stepped forward with a pleasant smile on his face, and his words were as impassioned as lines in a stage play.
The black wood elf standing beside Mrs. Caesar took a step back without leaving a trace. As a girl from the countryside, she really couldn't understand the taste of these city people.
"Thank you for your compliment, Your Majesty Krondo," said Mrs. Caesar.
"I sincerely hope to meet the screenwriter, Karana, is there any way for you to contact him?" Krondo III suddenly asked.