It seems that Leon really likes this trick. As long as he acts a little softer, he can get extra "preferential treatment" from him~ Seeing that the atmosphere was in place, the princess, who had worked hard for several rounds of investment and finally received a small return, simply put aside her worries about the abnormal events for the time being, pretending to be a little nervous, and asked in a helpless voice: "Leon, are you sure nothing will happen?" "Do not worry." After knocking twice on the mirror of the box and calling out the black goat that was temporarily stuffed in, Leon asked it to find the location of the abnormal object holder while staring at the group of puppets on the stage without turning his head. The warm voice comforted the ground: "I just asked... a friend to check. The state of the audience's souls is normal, and there is no situation of being controlled. It should be safe to simply watch the show. Moreover, the Morning Star Theater Company has performed more than a dozen performances since the news broke. If something went wrong, it should have been solved long ago, and we won’t wait until now..." "Pap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap." Before Leon finished speaking, a strange noise came from the direction of the stage. A large number of wooden beads the size of teardrops fell uncontrollably from the face of the heroine puppet and crackled on the floor of the stage. From the perspective of all the viewers, the heroine in the tavern who was supposed to smile and agree to Elijah's invitation and start a beautiful twelve days with him, suddenly began to cry strangely.
Although Agatha's beautiful face bloomed with a playful and charming smile, large, desperate and painful tears flowed uncontrollably from her bright eyes... "..." No... If I don't come, nothing will happen. I'll follow when something comes, right? Looking at the puppets on the stage who suddenly stopped performing and began to tremble, Leon really couldn't hold himself back any longer. The audience who noticed the abnormality also began to burst into an uproar because of the heroine's sudden tears. "Why are you crying? Something happened to the actor's family?" "Oh, it's true. It's rare to come to a show and it turns out to be a disaster." "Is this the level of the chief executive of Morning Star Theater Company? Tsk tsk tsk, after Andre was banned, we really can't watch Morning Star's drama." "Asshole, I traveled all this way to come here...are you worthy of us? ***! Refund the money!" "Everyone! Everyone, please listen to me!" Amid the roars of curiosity, regret, or anger from the audience, the person in charge of the Central Cross Theater Company hurriedly ran out from backstage, pushed aside the actors who were blocking the way, and rushed to the microphone while shouting at the audience. Bowing, he apologized with sweat on his face: "The actor who played Agatha today had something happen at home, so he may not be emotionally stable, which has affected everyone's viewing of the show. I'm really sorry. Don’t worry, everyone, our theater will be responsible to the end. After the show is over, the tickets for this show will be fully refunded, and guests from afar will also be given small gifts... Come on! Apologize to everyone! " After hearing the words of the person in charge of the theater, the anger of the audience finally calmed down a little. However, I don’t know what happened. Even after receiving repeated hints from the person in charge of the theater, the actress who played Agatha did not react at all. Instead, she still maintained her original posture while shedding tears. , while looking at the audience with a smile. "What happened to her?" "You still have the nerve to laugh after a bad performance? Is this the quality of actors in Morning Star?" "It's not just Morning Star, right? Master Wilde hasn't come up with any sincere new works in recent years." "Indeed... Master Wilde's new works in the past two years are not interesting. Even if there are some good ones, I'm afraid they won't be able to perform anything with just these actors." "..."
"Well...I'm sorry, she may have blamed herself too much, so she was...a little confused for a while..." After bravely explaining a few words to the actress, the troupe leader, who was a bit bloated, wiped his sweat with a handkerchief and begged for mercy while looking at the audience who began to express their dissatisfaction. "Everyone, the stage will be rearranged later, and the actors will have to prepare again. This... During the rearrangement, how about we invite Master Wilde to come out and have a few words with everyone?" … The holder of the abnormal object this time should be him. Looking at the middle-aged man who was invited to the stage and started interacting with the audience, Leon looked at the glass of the couple's box, and sure enough he got a positive answer from the black goat. So this time the holder of the abnormal object is identified as the master of theater Oscar Wilde. His specific abilities are related to puppetry, drama, manipulation, etc., and there is currently no record of hurting anyone... After getting relatively complete information, Leon did not stay any longer. Instead, he pushed open the door of the couple's box, pulled the princess and quickly ran towards the exit passage. Although it seemed safe at the moment, in the face of a completely unknown abnormal situation, it was prudent to send the princess out and then ask her to bring people over to organize the evacuation of the audience as soon as possible. And it is best for him to stay a little further away and set up a sniper rifle in a place where he can monitor the situation but will not be affected immediately, in case the master suddenly goes berserk... "Nonsense, this is not a problem with my book at all!" Just when Leon and the princess were about to enter the exit passage, Master Wilde on the other side of the stage seemed to be irritated by the words of some audience members, and shouted angrily towards the audience: "It's not the actors! The script I wrote is the best! But with their level, they can't show the essence of it at all! They can't act out the complex and profound emotions of the characters! If Andre is still here... " "Not necessarily?" As soon as Master Wilde's angry shouts ended, a middle-aged man, who was probably a drama critic or something like that, sat in the front seat facing the main stage, sneered and retorted: “As a means of expressing a story that spans days, years, or even decades in two or three hours, drama is inherently an art of choice. Therefore, learning how to weigh the distribution of structure and emotion, and adjusting the difficulty of the script according to the level of the actors, is something that a playwright should master. With all due respect, if your drama is worthless without enough outstanding actors to star in it, is there a possibility that... the cliche content you wrote is worthless in the first place? " "..." Done! After hearing the "friendly exchange" from the other side of the stage, even if the black goat was not at hand and could not see the soul state of the master Wilde, Leon could still know just based on the middle-aged man's harsh comments - — The big one is coming! Sure enough, after listening to the middle-aged man's words, Master Wilde, who originally seemed to be in a relatively stable mental state, was "exploded" on the spot. His bloodshot eyes suddenly widened, and he gritted his teeth and raised his hands towards the audience. "Worthless? I'll let you know right away how stupid your comment just now is!!!" Along with Master Wilde's angry shouts, the more than 3,000 spectators in the Central Cross Theater, including Leon and the princess who had already rushed into the exit passage, couldn't help but be shocked. Immediately afterwards, in the horrified expressions of more than 3,000 spectators, they not only lost control of their bodies, but their skin and flesh also lost their human appearance, and began to rapidly and uncontrollably turn into wood. And one completely transparent silk thread after another quietly hung down from the blue sky of the harbor city, and was accurately tied to every joint of these more than 3,000 puppets... "This should be almost done."
After taking a deep breath of the fresh and salty sea breeze, looking at the quiet and beautiful harbor town in front of him and the more than 3,000 "residents" living peacefully in the town, Master Wilde's tired face finally showed With a satisfied smile, the right hand he just raised towards the audience finally waved it down heavily. ""Twelve Days Together", Act 1, Scene 1, begins!"