Chapter 1214: The Second Magic Movie
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Two days later, Victor went to the movie theatre.
The premiere of the movie "The Dust of History" was at 3:00 PM. He arrived at the theatre pretty early and waited to check in. The movie theatre had expanded a great deal since his last visit a year ago. There were not only several new movie halls but also a yard and a waiting area for customers. Although Victor came here half an hour early, the hall had been packed when he got here.
"Are you Mr. Gammon from the Chamber of merce of the Crescent Moon Bay? Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too. I didn't expect to meet such a successful businessman from the Kingdom of Dawn like you."
"Are they actors from Kajen's troupe? I wonder if I could meet Kajen himself."
"Please present me to him if you ever get a chance."
"Sure thing."
The audience started to make conversations. As Victor had expected, those who could afford the premiere were all prominent figures. This was also one of the benefits to attend the premiere.
"Hey, aren't you Mr. Victor? I've heard that you're no longer in the jewelry trade, are you?" someone said to him abruptly.
"I'm still doing my old trade, but the business isn't good at the moment."
"I like your blankets. More customers e to my hotel after I use your products. I would like to order 100 more."
"I'm glad to hear that. We could have a chat after the magic movie."
"Sounds good."
Tinkle's eyes were wide open as she listened to their conversation. To her, it was unimaginable to suddenly have such a big order over a casual chat. When Victor was finally alone, she tugged his sleeve and asked, "Sir, are these people ing here for the movie or business? I notice many of them don't really know you. Aren't you afraid that they're frauds?"
"Don't worry. It's very mon among enterpreneurs. Just get used to it," Victor said smilingly. Only successful businessmen were financially capable of attending this grand premiere. To some extent, this premiere told more about their financial status than any jewelry they were wearing, because the theatre experience was, essentially, an intangible service that would not give audience any monetary benefits.
While Victor was explaining to Tinkle, someone bumped into him.
"Ah... sorry," Victor apologized. However, he was rooted to the ground after he saw the woman.
It was a lifeless face, although quite pretty. Perhaps, the lady would have been even prettier than Tinkle had she put on some makeup. Nevertheless, her pale skin and absent look abhorred him. The sullen expression that the woman was wearing formed a glaring contrast with the animated atmosphere in the hall.
The woman did not say anything but simply cast him an indifferent glance before she drifted off.
"What a weird person..." Victor mumbled.
"Sir, the magic movie is starting in a minute. Let's get in," Tinkle, who apparently had not noticed anything, urged while grasping Victor's hand.
"Right... yes," Victor said. He soon put the lady out of his mind and followed Tinkle into the hall.
...
"What happened just now?" Joe asked Farrina a little apprehensively.
"Nothing," Farrina answered in a low voice. "Someone bumped into me. Let's go. Since you brought me here, let's just get in."
"R-right," Joe stammered, not sure whether he should hold Farrina's hand, and finally decided not to do so. "Remember that you shall stay with me, no matter what happens."
Farrina remained silent. This was the best she could do to e here with him.
After staying in Neverwinter for nearly half a year, Farrina gradually came to the realization that the ancient witch who claimed to have been living for 400 years did not lie to her. Her wounds slowly healed up. Although the whip and brand marks persisted, she could at least walk on her own. Farrina found herself have nothing to plain about. Had she fallen into any pure witches' hands, she would have suffered more tortures. Neverwinter witches did treat her fairly well.
However, the trial Farrina had been waiting for did not e. She had not even got a chance to meet the King of Graycastle. Farrina was simply questioned by dozens of people. She had even lied, in an attempt to provoke the interrogators, but they simply gave her a searching look with an air of derision.
After Farrina was released from the prison, Joe bought a house to settle her down. Unlike her, Joe, as a former noble, soon found a job at the Administrative Office and quickly adapted to the new environment. If truth be told, Joe should not have been a church member in the first place. However, the life in Neverwinter tormented Farrina. The longer Farrina lived in Neverwinter, the more she realized how wrong the church had been. The witches were not the representation of evil. Apart from magic power, they were no different from ordinary people. Roland Wimbledon did not turn the city into hell with the power of witches but instead made people's life even better.
Farrina was torn between her belief that she had been indebted for half of her life and the glaring reality. Perhaps, this was the trial. Sometimes, it could be more brutal than tortures. She would have ended her own life had Joe not needed her.
Farrina didn't know how long she could live like that. Dimly, she knew the two tickets sent from the Star Flower Troupe would be her last straw. Kajen Fels created this movie on King Roland's request. The sole purpose of this movie was to disclose the truth about the church and thus further secure the dominant position of the Wimbledon Family.
Farrina could imagine that the church would bee what everyone loathed after this movie. The sacrifice of Pope Tucker Thor and numerous Judgement Warriors killed in action would then bee nothing but a joke.
Farrina did not want this to happen, but she still agreed to e with Joe.
Just as she had not refused the request of the church executives and agreed to stay behind to fight for Hermes.
Because Joe needed her.
Yet this was probably the last thing she could do.
Light gradually faded out.
Darkness fell on the hall, and the magic movie began.
...
The story started on the Hermes Plateau 300 years ago when the New Holy City was simply boulders and rocks. A sheer drop of cliffs, the vast bleakness of the land covered in snow, and the great rapture down the Impassable Mountain Range swarmed into his view.
Although Victor had watched magic movies many times, he was still quite shocked as the whole continent dwarfed beneath him.
Across the great rapture, many church members were building their new city, as though this was really what had happened 300 years ago.
A moment later, the audience saw a huge hole in the ground. Victor heard the name "Prival Council
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