A large number of people were blocked at the gate of the inner city. Roland estimated that there should be more than 3,000 people, and people continued to arrive, quickly blocking the traffic.
In the information age, if people heard such unreasonable orders, they would probably start a riot and those in power would be held accountable.
But in this world, the entire city and the entire territory of Enkat belong to the city lord. He said he wanted to seal the city, but the civilians really couldn't find any law to refute this decision.
Even Andonara and Vivian thought this was a matter of course.
Not to mention ordinary citizens.
But Roland didn't think so.
But instead of getting excited, he asked: "Can we go out first?"
At this time, Andonara suddenly grabbed Roland's left arm, as if she was worried about what he would do.
"sure."
Naturally, the soldiers guarding the gate did not dare to stop a magician and two women who were obviously nobles.
Roland and the other three left the city through the side gate, and then Andonara relaxed her hold on Roland's arm.
Walking under the shade of the trees, Roland looked at Andonara's nervous face and asked, "Are you afraid that I would do something?"
Andonara nodded: "I have already inquired about your past affairs. As far as I know, you have already blown down two city gates. I am worried that if you are unhappy, you will blow down this city gate again."
"I'm not that unreasonable."
Andonara glanced at him and said, "You golden sons really don't have much sense of propriety when doing things."
"This is just a misunderstanding."
"It's weird to believe you." Andonara said angrily.
Vivian looked on with envy. She also wanted to chat with Roland naturally like Andonara, but... As a young lady, she was still a little reserved, and Andonara was a woman after all, so there were some things Relatively relaxed.
For example, he went to Roland's bed to sleep every day, bullying Roland as a player and that he didn't need to rest.
The three of them arrived at the entrance of the outdoor theater and found that there were already many carriages there.
Moreover, there was actually a group of twenty elite soldiers guarding the entrance.
As soon as Roland and the other two arrived, the leading officer looked at them, then waved his hand and the soldiers let them go.
Entering the theater, Roland saw that there were already people sitting in the first three rows of the auditorium.
All of them looked well-dressed and proud.
As soon as Roland and the other three came in, they immediately attracted the attention of most people.
After all, the clothes of the three of them are too distinctive. Roland is still wearing a magic robe, which is a 'normal' uniform. Andonara is as beautiful as a flower, and Vivian is delicate and charming. They are both rare beauties. Naturally striking.
Roland looked around, ignored the nobles, and walked to the band.
At this time, people in the band were chatting and eating snacks.
Roland walked over. Britney was chatting with a girl player. When she saw him coming, she stood up and said with a smile, "You're here!"
Roland looked around and asked, "Are you... not ready to start the show?"
"Why are you acting!" Britney smiled coldly and said, "There are no people around, so we won't act."
"Domineering." Roland gave a thumbs up: "How about I stay and watch the show?"
"Of course there is no problem." Britney was extremely happy: "With multiple big bosses covering us, we have more confidence... don't you think so?"
Britney suddenly shouted to the side.
Then a group of players turned around and responded feebly: "Of course."
Then the players went back to doing their own thing, those who were chatting continued to chat, and those who were eating snacks continued to eat snacks.
If they are combat-type players, they will most likely come to join in the fun and chat with Roland.
But these casual players are either musicians or singing students in reality. Their idea of playing games is different from that of pure players like Roland. They are two different circles. Therefore, no matter how famous Roland is, they have nothing to do with it. Exaggerated reaction.
Later, Roland chatted with Britney backstage of the theater. As they chatted, Roland became involved with this group of players.
Andonara, Vivian and Britney were chatting happily.
Time flies.
Soon the nobles in the audience couldn't stand it anymore, and they sent a waiter over to ask when the performance would start.
Britney turned around and said, "Tell your master that there are too few people and we have no interest in performing."
The guard wanted to get angry, but when he saw that everyone here was a professional, he immediately endured it and turned back.
Not long after, a young man in colorful clothes came over with four soldiers.
His eyes swept around the backstage, and then asked: "Who is Ms. Britney?"
No one paid any attention to him. At most, they just looked at him and then continued doing whatever they were supposed to do.
In this atmosphere, the young man's face turned red and angry. He said angrily: "Are you polite?"
Still no one paid attention to him.
The young man became even more angry. He glared at everyone for a while, and then left with the soldiers.
After Britney and others left, she said, "Just watch, someone with a bigger temper will come over soon."
"What are you going to do?" Roland asked.
"Wait." Britney said calmly: "Until they are willing to open the city gate, or we leave in three days. There is no need to tolerate the aloof temper of these second uncles."
Roland smiled.
At this time, the young man returned to the audience and said to a rather dignified middle-aged man: "Father, those bards are unwilling to pay attention to me, and they are not even interested in looking at me. They are too arrogant. "
The young man spoke a little loudly, and everyone around him heard it and immediately became uproar.
The middle-aged man patted his thigh and asked, "No exaggeration?"
"No."
"These sons of gold don't take us seriously." At this time, a middle-aged nobleman with a big belly interjected: "We have more than two hundred nobles, big and small, and wealthy businessmen here. People, what if we let them serve us alone for once? After performing for us, when we leave, the mud-legged people can naturally come in. Are we really going to have to watch the show with those mud-legged people? I can't afford it That face."
"I'll talk to them personally." The middle-aged man stood up.
"There's no need." Another noble with a mustache stood up next to him: "You are the city lord, so let me go. After all, I am also the peace officer here, and I am also a viscount. They have to give me some face."
The city lord thought for a while and sat down again.
But this time the Sheriff directly called on the thirteen soldiers and walked quickly to the backstage.
As soon as he arrived backstage, he saw a group of players chatting and eating lazily, and he suddenly became angry.
"You sons of gold, do you understand basic human manners?" The mustachioed nobleman was so angry that his beard almost stood up: "We are waiting outside with many people, and you are actually playing here. Have you disturbed the audience?" As your parents?"