Sword of Dawn

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This is a city where new things are popping up almost every day. Cecilians are brave and willing to try those new things, not to mention that there are also new-style dramas that only need three Els to watch - and Open to all public.Just like what the Earl of Bahrain said just now, for ordinary people who have never had the opportunity to go to the theater, even if it is just to satisfy their curiosity, this small change is worth it, and the Cecils... Curiosity has always been strong.

Three Er, even if the play is boring, it is not wrong to visit the tables, chairs and roof of the theater-many people even come with this mentality.

The Earl from the royal capital couldn't help turning his attention 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 somewhat annoyed by wasting time. The image has always had nothing to do with "patience" and "gentleness", but what Victoria said next was beyond his expectations——

"Go and ask around to see if anyone is willing to sell the tickets," the Duchess said lightly, and gave detailed instructions with surprising patience, "If you have a good attitude, you can pay extra money, but if the other party disagrees, you can pay the extra money." It cannot be forced."

Her tone was very flat, and her expression was as indifferent as ever, but if there were familiar people nearby, it could be seen at a glance that this was actually a sign of her high spirits.

An attendant nodded and prepared to take orders to leave.

But at this moment, a footstep clearly coming towards this direction caught the attention of the Earl of Bahrain, Victoria and others.

As higher-level Transcendents, they can easily perceive this undisguised approach towards themselves in the crowd.

The Earl of Bahrain raised his head and followed his intuition, only to see a strange man in a cotton coat walking towards him.

The Duchess Victoria stopped the entourage with unobtrusive gestures, looked at the approaching man, and asked coldly, "Is there something wrong?"

Such an ordinary-looking man seemed to be awed by Victoria Wilder's special aura and outstanding appearance for a moment. He was a little nervous and afraid for a while, but he quickly said: "I just saw that you seemed a little troubled... because of the tickets. Is it?"

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

"Ah, that's right," the man in the padded coat suddenly smiled and nodded sincerely, "I just happened to be able to help you—I invited a few friends to watch a drama together, and bought tickets in advance. But they said they couldn’t come anymore, I happen to have some more here, how about you? Each ticket only needs one fenar. I know it’s more expensive than the original price, but I also queued for a long time before..."

The Earl of Bahrain opened his mouth and was about to say something when Victoria said, "Yes."

Then the Ice Duke turned to look at him: "Mr. Bahrain, pay."

"But..." Earl Bahrain squeezed out half a word, but under the gaze of those ice-cold eyes, he still took out money to pay the bill like an ordinary citizen, in exchange for a few printed pages. Exquisite tickets with "Film Films" and "Threesome Theatre" on the surface.

After the man left, the Earl of Bahrain couldn't help but whispered: "Victoria... Ms., you shouldn't trust that man, he's obviously just reselling..."

"I know." Victoria said calmly.

"That……"

"It's just interesting," Victoria said casually, and raised her head to look at the entrance of the theater not far away, "This place is indeed more...interesting than Wangdu.

"However, that is indeed an act of disturbing order, and we cannot ignore it.

"I saw a sheriff on the edge of the square just now, any of you should report it."

Victoria Wilde's tone rose slightly, as if her mood suddenly brightened.

After a while, the crowd in front of them finally became agitated faintly.

Victoria, who was in a good mood, raised her mouth a little: "Mr. Balin, it seems that you can enter the venue, let's go and witness."

……

Following the flow of people and the guidance of the staff, the Earl of Bahrain finally walked into this strange "theater" in his eyes, and found a seat for his group among the rows of high and low seats.

Along the way, out of the duty of a gentleman and the instinct of being a subordinate, he tried his best to protect the surrounding Duchess Victoria, so as to prevent the surrounding people from crashing into the Grand Consul of the Empire and the protector of the northern mountains. For this reason, he himself was even pushed several times, but after he sat down on the seat, he still found that it was impossible for him to fully maintain this "decency" and "protection".

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

More people flocked here than in any theater he had ever seen in the capital!The seats are also much denser!

Around him, countless civilians—or citizens of the empire—surrounded him, even making this nobleman from the capital feel a little suffocated.

He is so uncomfortable here.

However, Victoria Wilder did not show the slightest discomfort or boredom. The protector of the northern mountains just sat quietly in his seat, his eyes casually scanning the surroundings—although his face lacked expression, Bahrain The Earl can roughly guess that this should be an expression of interest and curiosity.

On the road of "adapting to the new order", he seems to be far behind the Duchess.

"This kind of facility should consider the problems of fire and crowding and trampling in advance," Victoria said suddenly, "What do you think, Mr. Baring?"

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

Another aristocrat from the royal capital looked curiously at the stage: "There are no actors on the stage, nor are there any sets or props... Could it be that it hasn't been arranged yet?"

The Earl of Bahrain looked up subconsciously when he heard the words, and sure enough, he also discovered this strange problem.

On the broad platform that should have been the stage at the end of the roughly fan-shaped mass of seating, there was indeed not a single actor to be seen, nor was there any set in sight.

He tried his best to open his eyes wide, but in the end he only saw several magic net bases placed on the platform, and crystal devices combined in a certain array.

The Earl of Bahrain slowly figured it out, but he became even more confused: So... this so-called new drama is actually the 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 those who remained in the square were vendors, some were citizens who passed by out of curiosity, and some were law and order personnel.

A man in a dark cotton coat hurried past the edge of the square, his face was beaming, his hat was pulled down.

But he had just reached the entrance of a nearby alley, and before he could turn in, several security guards in uniform suddenly appeared around him.

The man in the overcoat was taken aback, turned his head and ran, but before he could take any further steps, a security guard raised his hand and struck him with a small lightning, knocking him to the ground.

Several security guards swarmed up and pinned the man who was twitching and trying to yell to the ground. The security officer in charge took out the small shackles and reprimanded angrily: "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 spectator tickets, and you were there when the first zoo opened!

"Today, the Magic Shadow Drama starts selling tickets, and you really are there!

"You can spend the next half of the month by the water pipe of the Public Security Bureau!"

In the ever-changing Cecil, there are always many new things being born...

Chapter 0772

After confirming that there were really only a bunch of magical parts and crystal arrays on the stage, Earl Baling thought he had grasped the essence of this so-called "new theater".

It's not a brilliant new technology, but he still has to say, it's a great idea.

Record the traditional drama in the video recording crystal, and then use the characteristics of the magic network terminal that can be played repeatedly and in a large area to turn a drama into a "commodity" that can be copied and reproduced continuously. The cheap magic device makes this kind of The cost of "drama" is instantly reduced to an incredible level, but its effect will not be discounted.

Therefore, there will be such a rather "popular" theater, there will be a ticket with an original price of only six el, and there will be a "new style of theater" that ordinary citizens can watch at will.

Undoubtedly, this is in line with the "new order" promoted by His Majesty Gawain Cecil, and in line with the two cores of "technology serving the public" and "laying the foundation for mass production".

No wonder this thing received such strong support from the Government Affairs Department that it was able to be promoted so vigorously in the imperial capital.

The Earl of Bahrain can see this, and basically everyone else present can also see it—the people who follow Victoria are not stupid people, and they have also come into contact with a lot about demons in the process of maintaining the operation of the government affairs hall in the old king's capital. They can easily guess how this new drama is realized, at least from the perspective of comprehension and associative skills. The technology itself is not surprising, but they still appreciate people who can come up with this good idea. People: In such an era of rapid development, being able to come up with good ideas is a remarkable ability in itself.

After thinking about this, the Earl of Bahrain adjusted his posture on the chair, preparing to watch the upcoming content on the stage from a relatively comfortable angle - the surroundings were full of people, the seats were not wide enough, and there were no services around It's not a comfortable theater-watching environment, but it can be a novel and interesting experience.

Not long after he adjusted his posture, a bell sounded from nowhere.

On the stage, lights rise.

In the hall that seemed a little chaotic just a moment ago, the voices of people gradually died down. Those civilians who entered the "theater" for the first time finally calmed down. With anticipation, nervousness, and curiosity, they saw the crystal array on the stage glowing in the brilliance of magic. Light up one by one, and then the holographic projection rises from the sky.

Many people have come to understand that this should be similar to the Magic Network terminal that broadcasts programs on the street, but this does not affect them staring at the content presented on the projection——

After a brief advertisement introducing Codd Family Business Company, indicating that Codd Family Business Company is one of the investors of the show, the magic shadow drama ushered in the opening. The first thing that caught everyone's eyes was a messy street and a group of Children running and playing in the mud and sand.

There were no castles, no knights, no princesses who came to play among the people, and no gardens and fountains overlooked from the manor terrace.

There are only one after another characters living in the market houses, wandering between the streets and alleys, trying to maintain food and clothing.

The Earl of Bahrain frowned in confusion, and several people around him frowned in confusion.

Victoria Wilde just watched all this with a blank expression.

The camera moves between the criss-crossing back alleys, passing through loud bargaining, hard-working, crying and laughing crowds, it seems that this is not an arranged stage, but just a pair of people passing through an old city. Eyes—this city does not exist, but it is extremely real, and it shows something that is a little strange to the Earl of Baling, but very familiar to the eyes of most people in the hall.

That's where they used to live, and where their neighbors used to be -- and where they used to be.

……

In a room next to the projection hall, Gao Wen was sitting next to a monitor. What was shown on the monitor was exactly the same as on the "stage". Around him, the room was filled with various Several magicians are staring at those devices with full attention to ensure that the first screening goes smoothly.

Gao Wen looked away from the monitor.

He has already watched the entire Phantom Shadow drama in advance, and frankly speaking, this drama is really a very simple story for him.

It just tells the story of a few young people living in the north. Because of the difficult life and the uncertain future, and the outbreak of the northern war, they had to sell their properties with their families and leave their hometowns. They crossed half the country on a mechanical boat and came to the south. The story of a new life.

Interspersed in the middle are all kinds of human situations on the immigrant ship, telling the experiences of a series of little people——

A taciturn watchmaker, who was framed and expelled from his hometown because of his withdrawn personality, found a new home in a factory in the south; an old couple who lost their only son in the war wanted to go to relatives, But by accident, they set foot on the immigrant ship, and when they were about to disembark, they discovered that the "gear monster" who had been staying in the mechanical compartment at the bottom of the ship turned out to be their son who lost his memory in the war; A down and out mercenary, stole a ticket to board the ship, tried his best to pretend to be a decent knight, but bravely stood up when the ship passed the blockade of the war zone, like a real knight, and those who wanted to board the ship to check Dealing with the officers who searched for property, protecting a pair of brother and sister on the ship who did not have a pass...

In this ghost drama, Film and his friends are not pursuing any sensational court intrigue or empty didactic metaphors, all they are doing is doing everything they can to tell a good story.

Make them feel like they are actually happening around you.

"Its plot is not complicated." Gawain turned his head and looked at Film, who was standing not far away, with a nervous face and fidgeting. "It's easy to understand."

"Yes, yes, Your Majesty," Film said in a panic, "it...is really simple..."

Gao Wen shook his head with a smile: "No, I'm not picking faults, on the contrary, I think this is just right, the first phantom drama, it needs to be easy to understand."

This is not to comfort Film, but what he thinks in his heart is indeed the case.

Gao Wen has no shortage of thrilling, bizarre, twisting and exciting script ideas. In fact, in such an era of lack of spiritual entertainment, there are countless dramas in his mind that surpass contemporary dramas in terms of plot structure, suspense setting, world background, etc. story, but if it is used as the script of the first phantom drama, those things may not be suitable.

The first phantom drama was intended for the public, and most of these audiences had never watched even the simplest drama in their entire lives.

The story is too tortuous and bizarre, they may not understand it, the story is too out of their life, they may not be able to read it, the story is too rich in connotation, and the metaphor is far-reaching, they may even think that "ghost drama" is a boring thing. Keep it at a respectful distance, no matter how difficult it is to promote.

In Gao Wen's opinion, it is far more suitable for a "local" to write a story for the "local" than to collect a few legends from different worlds in his mind - he has to work hard on the latter The processing is in line with the local worldview, and the processing may not necessarily arouse the interest of the public.

"To be honest, I know many things in this story for the first time," Eleven said with a shy smile beside Film, "Father is right, I should come out See the world and learn something."

While talking, the heir to the western region glanced at his friend on the other side, with a little curiosity on his face: "Fendil, what's wrong with you? Why have you been restless since just now?"

"I... nothing, it's probably an illusion," Fendil, who has short silver hair and a tall and sunny figure, seemed a little nervous and worried at the moment. He smiled and shook his head, "It's been a little bad since just now. It feels like we're going to run into trouble."

Film suddenly became nervous: "You mean today's 'Premiere' will go wrong?"

Powerful extraordinary people often have some "intuitive hunches" that are difficult for ordinary people to understand. Film didn't understand this very well. He only thought that this intuition would be something similar to "prophecy". Therefore, after hearing Fendil's words, Sometimes I can't help but feel a little nervous.

"No, it's not about this." Fendil quickly waved his hand to his friend, "Be confident, Film, your work is very good - look at Miss Amber's expression, she obviously likes this Phantom drama."

Beside the monitor, Amber was looking at the picture on the holographic projection without blinking her eyes, she seemed to be completely immersed in it, but after Fendil's voice fell, her ears still trembled, and she said without turning her head: "It's really good ——At least some of the details are quite true. The mercenary who stole the boat ticket—although his tricks are simple, but they are really exquisite. Did you find someone to guide you?”

"We went to the Public Security Bureau several times for this." Film lowered his head a little embarrassedly. "The actor who played the mercenary is actually a thief... I mean, he was a thief before."

"That's right," Gao Wen laughed, "I mean your serious attitude is very good."

As he spoke, he turned his head away, as if looking through the wall, looking in the direction of the projection hall next door.

Not only Film and others have a good attitude in making phantom dramas.

Fendil's intuition... seems to be quite good.

……

During the more than two-hour-long screening, the hall was quiet.

For a group of civilians who entered the theater for the first time, and for the Earl of Bahrain and others who were sitting with so many civilians for the first time, this seemed unbelievable.

In the middle of the ghost drama, the Earl of Bahrain realized one thing: Apart from being used as the background in the picture, things like castles, manors, and palaces probably really won’t appear.

Except for the mercenary pretending to be a knight and a few old noble knights who are obviously villains, the "knight" should really not appear.

Narration poems, heroic monologues, priests who symbolize gods, and philosophers and scholars who symbolize wise aristocrats, these should never appear.

The story was uncomplicated, and at least as far as Baring was concerned - it wasn't very interesting either.

Most of the things inside are incapable of substitution, incomprehensible, and sympathetic to this nobleman from the capital.

But he still read the whole story seriously, and noticed that everyone in the hall had been completely immersed in the story of the "Phantom Shadow Drama".

When the story draws to a close, the "Highlander", which has gone through the test of bumps, broke through the war blockade, and survived monsters and mechanical failures, finally arrived at the southern port city safely. A very familiar figure actually appeared on the screen of the Phantom Drama—the beloved Miss Witch played a guest role in the play as a receptionist in charge of registering immigrants, and even the famous businessman, Corder Mr. Codd, the owner of the Home Business Company, also acted as a guide on the pier.

And the ending of the whole story is even more novel: after the subtitle of "years later" flashes, the immigrants who have settled down in the southern region appear on the screen. They narrate their previous experiences on the ship in the way of memories, The experience of starting life in a new home, the last scene of the Phantom Drama, is a collection of dozens of small screen captures, and dozens of characters utter the last line in unison in the projection:

"Yes, that's how we started our new lives."

The screen gradually dimmed, and the list of actors began to appear on the holographic projection screen.

Earl Bahrain breathed a sigh of relief and was about to get up, but a soft voice suddenly came from the seat behind him:

"Yes, that's how we started a new life..."

The Earl of Bahrain was stunned for a moment, and before he could turn his head to follow the sound, he heard more voices coming from nearby:

"Yes, that's how we started a new life..."

Many people are still looking in the direction of the extinguished crystal array, and many people are still softly repeating the last line.