Graycastle, the old capital, the Grand Theater in the inner city.
There was warm applause from outside the study door, which meant the curtain call of another outstanding performance.
And Kakin Feith's is also coming to an end.
He took off his glasses, rubbed his tired eyes, then closed the script and put it back in the cabinet beside the table.
The title on the spine of the book is "Wolfheart".
Not only that, the most convenient scripts in the cabinet are "The Witch's Tale", "New City", "Dawn", etc. These are the farewell gifts that May gave him before leaving Neverwinter. Although many people in the troupe thought it was a naked sarcasm, he took it all down and took it back to the theater to read it several times.
It's not because the script itself is wonderful. The creator is undoubtedly a novice, and the arrangement of the scenes is very straightforward. He is basically in the introductory stage of telling the story clearly, but if he doesn't do it, there is nothing else he can do. .
Kakin finds himself losing his creative flair.
As soon as he picked up the pen, the image in the ghost would appear in his mind.
In the past, this should have belonged to the stage of the Grand Theater.
He couldn't imagine where the actors would stand and how the set should be placed, just as it was hard to settle for the sweetness of dew after tasting honey. In the phantom, the whole world has become a stage for performances, and there is no longer a gap between the audience and the actors. This shocking sight opened a whole new door for him, but he was later rejected. outside the door.
Even if he only glanced inside, Kajin couldn't look back.
To be precise, it's not that he doesn't want to create any more, but any idea that comes up will be unconsciously put into the ghost for consideration. For example, the close-up of the prince's smile when he first met the princess, the depressing background that gradually faded away when the two separated... Ideas like this flooded out and didn't stop for almost a moment.
The Spectre brought him a myriad of things he wanted to try, but none of them had anything to do with theater stories.
It was this contradiction that made Kajin Feith feel extremely uncomfortable.
It was only when he read the script that he could temporarily forget these troubles.
But he also knows that this can only be used to relieve it a little.
May was unwilling to disclose, and the Executive Office did not reply... It meant that Neverwinter City completely closed the door to him. Before finding a new channel of understanding, he knew that he would suffer forever.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the maid outside the room, "Master, there are several letters addressed to you."
Kakin closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, "Leave it outside, I'll look at it later."
After the play, Roentgen, Agpo and others usually come to the study room to discuss the experience and confusion of the performance, and he intends to recover some energy before that.
"But... there's a letter inside with the logo of the Graycastle royal family. You told me that if it's a letter from Neverwinter, it must be delivered as soon as possible."
Before the maid could finish her words, Kakin opened the door.
"Where's the letter?"
The latter, who was startled, hurriedly handed over a stack of letters, and then watched helplessly as the drama master picked out the royal letter from among them, and then stuffed the other letters back together.
Then the door was closed.
Kajin returned to the desk and couldn't wait to open the sealing wax.
Here is a letter from King Wimbledon to him!
Could it be that the other party finally knew that the Kakin Troupe had been to Neverwinter and wanted to present a play for the enthronement ceremony
If you can get in touch with the King of Greycastle, isn't it possible that the ghost is also there
He suppressed his excitement, spread out the letter and looked down.
…
"How many roses did you receive today?" Agpo quipped on the way to the study.
"A dozen or so, I don't have to count them," Roentgen shrugged. "In short, it's less than before. Although I don't care."
"If those admirers hear this sentence, their hearts will be shattered in half." Agpo laughed, "The reduction of the number is inevitable. Your Majesty sent half of the nobles to the mines, and here is also the case. It’s become the old capital, and it’s natural to have time to enjoy the drama. But as long as the city is still there, everything will slowly return to its original state.”
"My opinion is that it would be good if someone sent flowers," Benesse said with a pouting lip. "There used to be six troupes, but now there are only three left. I hope we won't become the next one."
Roentgen's expression also became quite emotional, "Yeah, that war really changed a lot..."
"Cough, two ladies, we must also see the benefits." Agpo coughed twice, "Isn't the rapid expansion of the Kakin Theatre because of the absorption of those three members? We cannot control the change of kingship. , but it has been changed so many times in history, and everyone still lives the same? In short, cheer up, the teacher is still waiting for us, don't let him see our discouraged appearance. "
When it comes to Kajin Feith, everyone can't help but nod their heads. That's right, since returning from Neverwinter, the teacher seems to have suddenly aged several years. It's all to blame for May's refusal to disclose the origin of the ghost, and the possibility of being secretive as a banner. Now that things have come to this, they naturally have to redouble their efforts.
"Teacher, I'm sorry"
Walking to the front of the study, Agpo pushed open the door, and then was slightly taken aback.
There seemed to be something wrong with the atmosphere in the room.
Kajin didn't sit on the soft couch waiting for their arrival as before, but stayed at the table, looking absent-minded. After a while, he looked at them, "... Come in."
"Teacher, what happened?" Benesse also noticed the other party's strangeness.
"There is a letter from Neverwinter, and it was written by His Majesty the King." Kajin picked up the letter on the desk and handed it to everyone, "You should also take a look."
"This... is it okay?"
"It's okay."
After being instructed, Eggerpo took the letter.
The others immediately gathered around.
Looking at everyone's look of anticipation, Kakin secretly sighed. Apparently, at this moment, as they thought when they saw the letter, someone secretly blocked the transmission of the news, which caused the troupe to return to the old capital without doing anything. Now that His Majesty knows about it, the person who made the stalk should be out of luck.
But he guessed the beginning, but failed to guess the ending.
His Majesty really satisfied his curiosity, and briefly explained the principle of the ghost in the letter. An "instrument" created and activated by a witch that can record the scene of the incident is the key to the ghost. However, it is not enough to have witches alone. It uses some ancient relics. These things are extremely rare, and they are basically available but not available. As a result, "instruments" are also extremely rare, belonging to the strange things that are neither priceless nor marketable.
The other party bluntly wrote, "At present, it is the eve of the crisis-ridden war. All resources in each territory must serve the survival of Greycastle first, and Phantom is no exception. You must have seen the shock it brings, in spreading ideas, In terms of propaganda awareness, it has an extremely important role, so it is regrettable that it cannot be used for dramas that have nothing to do with national policies for the time being.”
"However, this situation will not last forever. After the real peace in the kingdom, the shadow will eventually become a new form of drama that everyone can shoot. By then, I believe you and your troupe can stay. Excellent work."
If this is the case, it can only be regarded as helpless at most.
It is a pity that His Majesty does not really think so.
He had received a notice from the Executive Office from the very beginning, and the person who rejected the new script was also His Majesty Roland Wimbledon himself.
This is where Kakin was hit the most.
To congratulate the king on his accession to the throne turned out to be his wishful thinking.
In fact, the other party didn't take the preparations of the Kakin Theater seriously at all. If even the carefully crafted new drama could not catch the king's eyes, then the rhetoric of "Leave the masterpiece" in the letter is just a cliché.
He was not only self-righteous, but also indirectly hurt May.