Rebirth Of The Noble Mage Behind The Scenes

Under the influence of magic, the environment on the stage has become a dark cave behind the waterfall. Theo Sith, dressed in a tattered noble hunting suit, climbed out of the water wetly, using a sword as a crutch to support his body, limping into the cave.

Played by Sherman, the protagonist's vigilant and panicked demeanor and staggering steps at the moment are as if the real Theo Sith is attached to his body at this moment.

"How do you feel about this scene, Your Excellency Zast? According to the real situation, the hunting suit on the protagonist at this time should have been more concise and neat. But now, there are still many complicated decorations added to his clothes."

After gesturing to the protagonist on the stage, the speaker raised his eyebrows and turned his gaze to Anvis, with a facial expression that seemed to be smiling.

"At this time, I always have some doubts. For the sake of the so-called 'artistic effect', 'authenticity' can even be given up. Your Excellency Zast, do you think this trade-off is right?"

"Whether the choice is correct depends on which side you stand on."

Also withdrawing his gaze from the stage, Anweis shook his head and did not answer directly.

"The purpose of the performer is to please the audience as much as possible. Then, if you stand from the perspective of the performer, you can make the audience feel better, and the value is undoubtedly greater than 'authenticity'.

From the perspective of a theater owner, his ultimate goal is the revenue brought by the box office. Then, the greater popularity brought about by better viewing is also higher than authenticity. "

"Most of the audience here is to pass the time. So more beautiful costumes are undoubtedly a plus point.

Perhaps, it is only an incongruous deduction for viewers who are more interested in authenticity. "

As he spoke, Anweis took a sip of the clear fountain of magic power, his tone pointed.

"But those people are always in the minority, aren't they?"

"That is to say, as long as the outcome is beneficial to most people, then this thing should be done, right?"

The speaker in black robe nodded, his tone thoughtful.

"I need to point out that there is an inaccurate word in your statement. Not 'should' be done, but 'worth' to be done."

Anweis corrected what the other party said.

"Many times, it is often necessary to make a trade-off between the majority and the minority. Therefore, it is often more worthwhile to abandon the interests brought by the minority than the interests brought by the majority."

"It is true that the majority is often more important than the few."

The speaker nodded with a smile.

"However, is such a trade-off fair to those few people?"

"Maybe it's not fair to a few people. But theaters are designed to serve the many people because that's where they get the bulk of their income.

If the starting point of the choice is mainly a small number of people, it will be unfair to the theater and the majority. "

Anvis shrugged and spread his hands slightly.

"So, Lord Farr, in my opinion, fairness is relative. There is only fairness for the majority, and fairness for the few."

"Fairness for the majority vs. fairness for the few, quite an interesting insight."

Listening to Anweis' remarks, the Speaker nodded with interest, stared at Anweis with dark eyes, and suddenly changed the topic.

"However, Your Excellency Zast, I don't think the person meeting me here should not be your body?"

"Have you seen it? It is indeed my disrespect to meet Your Excellency with a clone. But my main body is currently far away in another country, and walking outside with a clone is only out of consideration for personal safety."

Slightly stunned, Anweisi nodded, graciously admitted the matter, and at the same time showed a trace of just right helplessness on his face.

"After all, my strength is still very weak. And there are too many dangers in this world. If I don't need to go out with my clone, I may suddenly bump into something far beyond my strength while walking.

Only by maintaining awe at all times can we survive longer in this world. "

"...Don't belittle yourself too much, Your Excellency Zast. In terms of clone magic, you are still the most accomplished person I have ever seen below the ninth-level limit. I am afraid that even those ordinary ninth-levels cannot see through reality."

With a weird look on his face, the speaker raised his eyebrows, showing more interest in Anvis.

This was not the first time he had invited guests to meet here, but in the past, among those who were eligible for his invitation, there were only a small number of people as interesting as Anweis.

During the conversation between the two, the opera on the stage also reached the climax of the second act.

In a burst of passionate symphony with a tempo like a gust of wind, the protagonist on the stage followed the beat of the music, quickly jumped up from the coiled strangulation of the black water black snake, and after narrowly avoiding the snake's deadly fangs bite, he swung his backhand Make a beautiful moonlight cut.

At the moment when the background music reached its climax, the huge snake head crashed to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust and blood.

Afterwards, the music turned into a relief after the climax, and the protagonist stepped over the huge snake corpse blocking the way, and saw the broken secret door in the deepest part of the cave.

From the broken corner of the gate, countless brilliant treasures shine out, dazzling the eyes of the protagonist and the audience.

Also at this time, the stage curtain slowly fell, covering countless greedy and regretful eyes.

"What is that, Lord Farr?"

During the intermission, Anweis looked at the speaker who was playing with a dark golden key in his hand, and spoke casually.

"An interesting little toy, as long as you have it, you can change the world."

Looking at Anweis with a look of 'curiosity' in his eyes, the speaker turned the handle of the key in his hand and casually threw it to Anweis.

"Want to try it? It doesn't really matter to me who activates it."

"You are joking, Your Excellency Farr."

Surprised by the other party's actions, Anweis took a look at the key, and then gently placed it on the coffee table.

"Don't you try to activate it, Your Excellency Zast, what if what I said is true?"

Seeing Anweis' movements, the speaker's gaze slowly moved up, staring into Anweis' eyes, with a meaningful tone.

"Just like the secret treasure in the cave is to the protagonist Theo Sith, an opportunity to change the world must be of great significance to a high-level prophet, right?"

"I'm different from the others, Lord Farr. I don't want to be tainted by the big trouble of changing the world."

With the same smile on his face, Anweis pressed the key with his white-gloved index finger and pushed it in the direction of the speaker.

"As you said, what if what you said is true?"