Chapter 52
In the next few days, the word of mouth promotion of “Beauty and the Demon” had explosively spread across the entire Magic City of Norland.
Norland was in a preparation period for the World Exhibition, and at this moment many countries had sent envoys to Norland. Not only envoys, but countless nobility and mages from across the world had also rushed over to participate in the grand event that only happens roughly once a decade.
This resulted in at least half of the “Beauty and the Demon’s” box office was from foreign audiences.
Native Norlanders only account for a very small part of the box office, the rest were mages with dual nationalities of Norland and another country that had come to Norland to study.
In just a few days, “Beauty and the Demon” had set out a whole new wave in Norland as the film’s plot became the talk of the youngsters and even the noble ladies during afternoon tea. Imitations of the golden dress that Belle had worn had also appeared in many clothing boutiques across Norland, and something known as ‘hobbyist’ items back on Earth.
The movies, this brand new form of performance, riding upon the wave of ‘Beauty and the Demon’ had spread across Norland like a contagious virus.
And the one most affected by this virus was no other than the legendary ‘Flower of Farucci’, Gallolie.
She was now standing on the stage of the Norland National Theater and was raising the curtains for her fourth performance…
“U… Understood.”
The voice in the shadow was a little vague before disappeared altogether, and Gallolie also pushed open the door and left the backstage.
“Ms. Gallolie!”
Professor Salinya had been waiting at the entrance for a while now, and he was prepared to tell Gallolie about the next performance schedule.
But when Professor Salinya saw Gallolie in plain clothes and a new hairstyle, he had realized that this Black Swan no longer want to stay in the lake docilely anymore!
“Ms. Gallolie, where are you going?”
Professor Salinya had already been ready to be Gallolie’s tour guide at any time. Recently he had been nursing a bellyful of annoyance as the Weissenasche Theater had completely robbed him of his business in just a few days!
What annoyed him the most was that he had bought tickets to the Weissenasche Theater, and he bought it more than once!
How could he not control that hand of his!
And that was thought that had popped up in Professor Salinya’s mind at this moment.
The only card he had in hand that could beat the Weissenasche Theater was Blackswan Theater…
“I heard that a new tavern had opened up three streets in front of the theater,” Gallolie said.
“A ta…tavern? Ms. Gallolie you cannot go to that filthy watering hole like that, there are nothing but stinking dwarves and mannerless drunks there!”
Professor Salinya had no love for dwarvenkind, these underground miners had never known how to appreciate art, or rather, they had never bothered even contributing a ticket sale to his theater, and even those pompous elves would still bring him some income.
“You still harbor racial prejudice?”
Gallolie glanced at the shadow behind her. Many years ago, humans indeed bore prejudice against the other races, especially against the elves and the dwarves, but ever since the appearance of Norland, this place had become the center of worlds and had also become the center where the various races across the world intersect. Under Norland’s influence, the prejudice humans once harbored against other races had slowly disappeared, and instead, it became an honor to know a High Elf or a Dwarven master.
And to find someone still prejudiced against the dwarves was indeed rare.
“No.. that’s… Allow me to lead the way.”
Professor Salinya had driven himself into a corner with no avenue for an explanation, so he could only use this method to change the topic.
So Gallolie came to the outside of the theater and got on the carriage as it slowly brought her towards the commercial street now too far away from the Norland National Theater.