In Cecil, which is developing rapidly, there are always many new things that are constantly being born.

A qualified imperial consul and regional manager will surely be interested in these new things.

After a little silence, Victoria looked at the Earl of Bahrain: "Maybe, we can go and have a look."

"Are you talking about that new drama?" Earl Bahrain was stunned for a moment, not expecting that the Snow Duke, who was always cold and alienated and said to be uninterested in "drama", would make this suggestion. But he soon realized that the other party might be interested in the "magic technology" behind the new drama, so he nodded quickly, "Of course, I mean, this is very worth seeing-magic technology can be applied to all aspects, and I am also curious about what it has to do with drama."

"Let's find out where you are," Victoria said lightly, "Let's go now."

It didn't take much effort to find out where the performance venue for the new-style drama was. Victoria and her party quickly followed the guidance of passers-by to a large building near the south of the city.

It was a building that looked inconspicuous, which was very different from the "theater" that the Earl of Bahrain remembered - because the theater has always been exclusive to the nobles and wealthy citizens, and naturally it should look magnificent, but what he saw was only a square two-story building. Except for its large scale, it was not exquisite and gorgeous in other aspects.

And a large number of people have gathered around this seemingly simple-looking large building.

At a glance, you can see that they are basically ordinary civilians.

These people who were wearing various winter clothes and looked quite expectant obviously had been waiting here for a long time. People on the outside stretched their necks and looked at the entrance of the "theater". In the area near the inner floor, you can also see security personnel in uniforms maintaining order. Some people talked loudly among the crowd, and even vendors discovered business opportunities, pushing carts around the square and selling snacks and wine.

Such a lively scene shocked the Earl of Bahrain. There were not so many people at the entrance of the theater in his memory, and the people who watched the drama were dressed properly, and they came in a carriage with the butlers and ladies who slowly entered the venue under the reception of the attendants. Where did the gentlemen and ladies who had such a situation?

"So many people... are here to watch the new drama?" The Earl from the royal capital opened his eyes widened. "All citizens... Is Cecil so rich? Can everyone bear the expense of entering the theater?"

"Sir, it is said that... a ticket costs only a few copper plates, and in New Coins, it only takes six els," said a servant who had gone to inquire about the news with a little incredible expression, "and because today is the first time the new drama is released, the ticket price is even half the price..."

"Three El!" Earl Bahrain's eyes were about to pop out, "What's the difference between this and Bai Xue!"

Then he suddenly turned his head and looked at the square, looking at the dense crowd, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Gods and ancestors! No wonder there are so many people, even if they are not interested in drama, these citizens will probably not be stingy with those coins in order to satisfy their curiosity... But so many people flocked to the theater, how can the actors on the stage perform? How can the order be maintained?"

"I'm afraid it will become very chaotic, sir," said another nobleman who accompanied the capital, shaking his head, "and... you see, it's already messy enough here now."

As soon as the royal nobleman finished speaking, the earl of the chariot vendors around the square came to the earl's ears again - the loud and penetrating sound came straight into the earl's head:

"Fragrant fried potatoes! Cecil's best fried potato bars!"

"Get a fish roll! A top sauce with it!"

"In winter, you should have a bottle of cold-resistant potion - the best frost resistance potion! Made by Dad Sam himself, 52 degrees sauce-flavored!!"

"My head hurts," Earl Bahrain couldn't help but cover her forehead, "This is different from what I thought..."

"There is a saying that frost resistance potion is still being prepared," an accompanying official looked curiously in the distance, "and it is sold in the square?"

"The prices of various resistance potions in the southern region are extremely low, and the thinners of the frost resistance potions are sold as some kind of health products," Victoria said lightly. Obviously, she already has some understanding of this. "Local people in the southern region and vendors who follow the north-south trade routes will add some spices or honey to this type of diluent as a drink for traveling to keep warm."

The Earl of Bahrain opened his eyes wide and almost blurted out, "This is really a crazy place." Fortunately, he still remembered that this was the imperial capital. After swallowing this sentence, he said with a slightly strange expression: "Then... Your Highness, you still have to go and see..."

"Of course, I'm becoming more and more interested in it now," Victoria glanced at the Earl of Bahrain indifferently. "In addition, don't use titles and titles here anymore, as they are not in line with the atmosphere."

"Yes, yes, the temple...madam," Earl Bahrain agreed in a hurry, and then looked at the attendant helplessly, "Then... go and buy the tickets."

The attendant took the order and left, but returned soon, and brought news that the Earl of Bahrain had unexpectedly expected.

"It's sold out?" The Earl's Earl was stunned, "Nothing left?"

"Yes, sir," the attendant looked ashamed, "it was said to have sold out two hours ago."

This is a city where new things are emerging almost every day. The Cecils are brave and willing to try new things. What's more, there is a new drama that only needs three els to watch - and it is open to all people. Just as the Earl of Bahrain himself said just now, for ordinary people who have never had the opportunity to enter the theater, this change is worth it even just to satisfy their curiosity, while the Cecils...the curiosity has always been strong.

San El, even if the drama is boring, it is not unfair to visit the tables, chairs and roofs in the theater - many people even come with this mentality.

The Count from the royal capital couldn't help but turn his gaze to the duchess who proposed to come here. He thought that the other party would definitely lose interest in this matter this time, and would even be a little angry because of wasting time. After all, this lady's external image has always been "patience" and "gentle", but Victoria's next words were much better than he expected-

"Go around and ask who is willing to give the ticket," the duchess said lightly, and gave a meticulous order with surprising patience. "You must have a good attitude and you can pay extra money, but if the other party disagrees, you cannot force it."

Her tone was very plain and her expression was as cold as ever, but if there was a familiar person nearby, you could tell at a glance that this was actually her excited expression.

A servant nodded and prepared to take the order and leave.

But at this moment, a step that was obviously coming here attracted the attention of the Earl of Bahrain, Victoria and others.

As high-level extraordinary people, they can easily perceive this approaching behavior that points to themselves and is undisguised in the crowd.

The Earl of Bahrain raised his head and looked down his intuition, but only saw a strange man wearing a cotton coat walking towards him.

The Duchess of Victoria stopped the entourage with an unobtrusive gesture, looked at the man approaching and asked coldly: "Is there anything wrong?"

The average-looking man seemed to be shocked by the special aura and outstanding appearance of Victoria Wilder for a moment. He was a little nervous and afraid for a moment, but soon spoke: "I just saw you, it seemed a little troubled... is it because of the ticket?"

The Earl of Bahrain nodded: "We do want to buy tickets, but the tickets seem to be sold out."

"Ah, that's right," the man in a cotton coat smiled and nodded sincerely and said, "I can help you-I asked a few friends to come and watch the drama and bought tickets in advance. Today they said they couldn't come anymore. I happened to offer more here. Do you guys? Each ticket costs only one fenaar. I know it's more expensive than the original price, but I've been waiting in line for a long time before..."

The Earl of Bahrain opened his mouth and was about to say something, but heard Victoria already speak: "Yes."

Then the ice and snow duke turned to look at him: "Mr. Bahrain, pay."

"But..." Earl of Bahrain squeezed out half a word, but under the cold eyes of ice crystals, he still took out money to pay the bill like an ordinary citizen, and received several tickets with exquisite printing, with the words "Felm Pictures Company" and "Threesome Theater" on the surface.

After the man left, the Earl of Bahrain couldn't help but whisper: "Victoria... Madam, you shouldn't believe that man, he obviously just reselled..."

"I know." Victoria said calmly.

"That……"

"It's just fun," Victoria said casually, and looked up at the theater entrance not far away, "it's really more interesting than the king's...

“However, that is indeed an act of disruption, and we cannot ignore it.

"I just saw a sheriff on the edge of the square. Who can you report it?"

Victoria Wilder's tone rose slightly, and she seemed to suddenly feel happy.

After a while, the crowd in front finally became vaguely turbulent.

Victoria, in a good mood, raised her lips a little: "Mr. Bahrain, it seems that she can enter the venue. Let's go and witness it."

...

With the abortion and the guidance of the staff, the Earl of Bahrain finally walked into the "theater" that was quite strange in his eyes, and found his place among the rows of high and low seats.

Along the way, out of the obligation of a gentleman and the instinct of being a subordinate, he protected as much as possible around the Duchess of Victoria to avoid the crowds surrounding him from rushing into the empire's great consul and the guardian of the northern mountains. For this reason, he himself was even pushed several times, but after sitting in the seat, he still found that it was impossible for him to fully maintain this "decent" and "protection".

The seats are next to each other, and there are people everywhere.

There were more people coming into this place than any theater he had ever seen in the capital! The seats were much denser!

Behind, behind, and on the left, countless civilians - or imperial citizens - surrounded him, and even made the nobleman from the royal capital feel a little suffocated.

He was too uncomfortable with this place.

However, Victoria Wilder did not show any discomfort or boredom. The shelter of the northern mountains just sat quietly in his seat, his eyes swept around casually - despite the lack of expression on his face, the Earl of Bahrain could roughly guess that this should be a very interesting and curious expression.

On the road to "adapting to the new order", he seemed to be far from catching up with the duchess.

"This kind of facility should consider the issue of fire and crowded and trampled people in advance," Victoria said suddenly, "What do you think, Mr. Bahrain?"

"Me? Ah, yes, of course," the Earl of Bahrain almost didn't react and hurriedly replied, "There are many people here, and there are many densely arranged seats. I do need to consider these... I don't know if everyone here has any plans."

Another nobleman from the capital looked at the stage curiously: "There are no actors on the stage, no sets and props... Is it not arranged yet?"

The Earl of Bahrain subconsciously looked up and found this strange problem.

On the open platform that was arranged roughly in a fan-shaped shape, there was indeed no actor or any set on the open platform that was supposed to be the stage.

He tried to open his eyes wide and finally saw only several magic net bases placed on the platform, as well as crystal devices combined in some array.

The Earl of Bahrain slowly figured it out, but became even more confused: So... this so-called new drama is actually a projection of the Magic Net terminal?

...

Outside the "Threesome" theater, due to the large number of people entering the venue, the originally crowded square suddenly became much quieter.

Some of the people who still stayed in the square were vendors, some were citizens passing by here out of curiosity, and some were people who maintained public order.

A man in a dark cotton coat hurried past the edge of the square, with a happy face and a low hat.

But as soon as he walked to the entrance of a nearby alley, before he could turn in, several uniformed security team members suddenly appeared around him.

The man in the coat was shocked and turned his head and ran away. Before he could take a step, a security team member raised his hand and slashed him over and threw him to the ground.

Several security team members rushed up and pressed the man who was twitching hard and wanted to scream to the ground. The sheriff in charge of leading the team took out small shackles and scolded loudly in anger: "It's you again! It's you again!

“You were there when the magic train first started selling tickets, you were there when the first football game sold audience tickets, and you were there when the first zoo was open!

"Today, the Magic Movie Show started selling tickets, and you are still there!

"You can spend the next half month next to the water pipes of the Public Security Bureau!"

In Cecil, which is developing rapidly, there are always many new things that are constantly being born...
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