"Shanshan, where is this lighthouse island in the western sea?" Charles asked his daughter as he walked on the street again.
"In the center, I think." Shanshan continued to nibble on the biscuit in his hand.
"The West Sea Region is really slow to react. Hope Island's technology is developing rapidly. Do they really intend to keep it a secret forever and eventually be abandoned by the Earth Sea? We need to talk to the person in charge of the West Sea Region at the next Earth Sea meeting."
Compared with the northern waters he occupied and the southern waters dominated by Julio, the western waters were always too slow in accepting new technologies and implementing administration. It was completely different from other places.
"Didn't you come out with me? Can you pay attention a little?" Seeing Charles was a little absent-minded, Shanshan frowned slightly and looked a little dissatisfied.
Charles and Shanshan stood in the middle of the crowd, looking at the busy streets around them. "Are you just wandering around like this? Find a local who knows the way."
"Who are you looking for?"
"I hope there isn't someone on this island who is from the Western Sea?"
With a flash of white light, Grace, who was holding a book, looked at the surrounding environment in astonishment.
"Do you want to eat it?" Shanshan put the biscuit in her hand in front of her.
"Captain, is this Lighthouse Island?" Grace looked at everything around her with a shocked expression.
"You know this place? That's great. Take me and dad to have some fun. What's so special about this island?" Shanshan asked the girl in front of him.
Grace's face changed, and finally she showed a reluctant expression on her face, "Okay, Captain, this way, I'll take you to find a car first."
The father and daughter looked at each other in confusion and followed.
It was good to have a local leading the way. Soon they got on a four-wheeled carriage and slowly drove towards the center of the island.
There were no horses on Lighthouse Island, so the carriage was pulled by six strong men. They held the bit in their mouths and pulled the carriage forward under the whip of the coachman.
Later, Charles learned from Grace that the system implemented in the West Sea was a caste system, which divided people into different classes according to their work.
Among them, of course, the wizard families with magical abilities are the highest class, followed by those with enough magical talent to barely become wizards' assistants, and then there are the common people, and different common people have different castes.
People like these cart pullers are the lowest class of beings, they have no human rights, they are just tools.
Due to different castes, everyone has a different social status and can enjoy different treatments.
No matter how rich a person of a low caste is, if he does not have magical abilities, he will always be inferior to others.
Just like the pancake stall owner before, due to his class, he was not allowed to buy or own a pocket watch.
The only ones who can cross this class are those with extraordinary magical talents. When a civilian is found to have amazing magical talents, they will be sent to the Mage Tower to study. When they have completed their studies, they will be allowed to marry people from the magic caste as an exception.
Hearing this, Charles immediately realized that Grace must be a civilian with magical talent. No wonder she didn't go back later.
Whether compared with the dictatorship of Charles Julio or the integration of politics and religion of the Futanians, the system in the Western Sea is too backward.
"Why do you look like that when you return to an old place? Do you have enemies here? Do you need my help?" Charles asked Grace, who was in a bad mood.
"Oh." Charles nodded, "Where are we going?"
"Peter's Opera House in the center of the island is the best opera house in the whole sea. The actors there are all magical."
After hearing her say this, Charles immediately understood why Earthsea was the best. The opera houses on other islands used props at most, but this one just did it for real.
When everything around him was gradually illuminated by bright street lights and more and more carriages appeared on the road, Charles knew that he had reached the center of the island.
The Peter Opera House, decorated extremely gorgeously and surrounded by various magic balls, appeared before them.
A group of men and women in formal attire got off the carriage and walked inside. Among them were some people in robes. Judging from their arrogant looks, they should be the mages here.
The disfigured Grace and the unrecognizable Charles looked very out of place among them. Fortunately, Shanshan's outstanding appearance saved a lot of points, otherwise they would have been blocked outside.
I have to say, the best are always the best. The waves on the stage of the opera house are lifelike and look exactly like the real ones. The sailboats on the waves also sway from side to side with the waves.
But no matter how good it was, Charles didn't like this kind of place very much. Watching them singing in strange voices, he began to feel a little bored.
Just as he closed his eyes and sorted out some current things, a burst of exclamations woke Charles up.
He opened his eyes and found that the sailboat that was just on the stage had been split into two halves, and a strange black fish with eyes all over its body was lying on the waves, roaring madly.
"Something's wrong. This special fishy smell means that this monster is real! And it was just fished out of the sea not long ago." Charles sat up straight subconsciously.
Before the audience could react to what was happening, the male protagonist with white powder on his face raised his staff and started fighting with the monster.
The bright flames illuminated the faces of all the audience. Charles relaxed as he watched them perform with ease. He thought to himself, "The people in the West Sea are really good at playing around. They actually dared to send something like this onto the stage. Aren't they afraid of any accidents?"
The performance continued, and in the finale, the protagonist killed the strange fish on the stage, slowly fell from the sky, and pulled the heroine in the water onto the sailboat.
The lights began to brighten, and just when Charles thought everything was over, the body of the strange fish suddenly split open, and a pool of liquid splashed directly onto the male protagonist.
In full view of everyone, accompanied by a crackling sound, the male protagonist screamed loudly and was gradually corroded into a pool of rotten flesh.
The entire opera house was silent, and everyone stared in amazement at the leading actor who had turned into blood.
Suddenly the heroine moved. She prostrated herself in front of the pool of blood and sang with tears in her eyes.
As the singing continued, the curtain slowly fell and the performance officially ended.
"Clap, clap, clap!" The applause rang out enthusiastically. Some people even stood up excitedly. They excitedly communicated with their companions, saying that the performance just now was so wonderful.
(End of this chapter)