Under the influence of magic, the environment on the stage has turned into a dark cave behind the waterfall. Theo Sith, dressed in a tattered noble hunting suit, climbed out of the water wetly, using his sword as a crutch to support his body, limping into the cave.
Played by Sherman, the protagonist's vigilant and panicked demeanor and somewhat stumbling steps are as if the real Theo Sith is attached to his body at this moment.
"How do you feel about this scene, Lord Zast? If we look at the real situation, the hunting attire 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."
Looking at the protagonist on the stage, the speaker raised his eyebrows and turned his eyes to Anvis, with an expression on his face that seemed to be about to smile.
"Every time this happens, I always have some doubts. For the so-called 'artistic effect', I can even give up 'authenticity'. Mr. Zast, do you think this choice is right?"
"Whether the choice is right or not depends on which side you stand on."
Also looking away from the stage, Anvis shook his head and did not answer directly.
"The purpose of a performer is to please the audience as much as possible. So, if you stand from the performer's perspective, it can make the audience feel better, and the value is undoubtedly greater than 'authenticity'.
If from the theater owner's perspective, his ultimate goal is the revenue from the box office, then the greater popularity brought by better viewing pleasure is also higher than authenticity. "
"Most of the viewers who come here are here to kill time. So more beautiful costumes are undoubtedly a plus point.
Perhaps, only for those viewers who pursue more authenticity, this is an incongruous deduction. "
As he spoke, Anvis took a sip of the refreshing magic spring with a pointed tone.
"But these are always the minority, aren't they?"
"That is to say, as long as the result 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 one word in your statement is inaccurate. It's not 'should' be done, it's 'worth' being done."
Anvis corrected the other party's words.
"Many times, we often need to make a choice between the majority and the minority. Then, giving up the benefits brought by a small number of people is often more worthwhile than giving up the benefits brought by the majority."
"Indeed, the majority is often more important than the minority."
The Speaker smiled and nodded.
"But is this trade-off fair to that small number of people?"
"It may not be fair to a few people. But the purpose of theaters is to serve the majority of people, because that is the bulk of their income.
If the starting point of selection is mainly based on a small number of people, it will be unfair to the theater and the majority of people. "
Anvis shrugged and spread his hands slightly.
"So, Mr. Farr, in my opinion, fairness is relative. There is only fairness for the majority and fairness for the minority."
“Fairness for the many versus fairness for the few, quite an interesting insight.”
Listening to Anvis's remarks, the Speaker nodded with great interest, looked at Anvis with his dark eyes, and suddenly changed the topic.
"However, Lord Zast, I think the person meeting me here now is not your true form, right?"
"Do you see it? It is indeed rude of me to meet you in my avatar. But my real body is currently far away in another country, and I am traveling in my avatar only for personal safety reasons."
After being stunned for a moment, Anvis nodded and admitted the matter generously, with a just right look of 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 have to go out separately, I may suddenly bump into something that is far beyond my strength while walking.
Only by maintaining a sense of awe at all times can we survive longer in this world. "
"...Don't belittle yourself too much, Mr. Zast. In terms of clone magic, you are still the most accomplished person below the ninth level limit that I have ever seen. I am afraid that even those ordinary ninth levels cannot see through the reality."
There was a hint of weirdness in his expression, and the Speaker raised his eyebrows, becoming even more interested in Anvis.
This was not the first time he invited guests to meet here, but in the past, among those who were eligible for his invitations, only a few were as interesting as Anvis.
During the conversation between the two, the opera on the stage also reached the climax of the second act.
In a passionate symphony with a rhythm like a violent storm, the protagonist on the stage followed the beat of the music and jumped up quickly from the coils and strangles of the black water black snake. After narrowly avoiding the bite of the giant snake's deadly fangs, he threw back his hand. Create a beautiful moonlight slash.
At the moment when the background music reached its climax, the huge snake head crashed to the ground, splashing dust and blood.
Then, the music changed to the soothing tone after the climax. The protagonist stepped over the huge snake corpse blocking the road, and saw the broken secret door in the deepest part of the cave.
From the broken corner of the door, countless brilliant treasures shine through, dazzling the eyes of the protagonist and the audience.
At the same time, the stage curtain slowly fell, covering countless greedy and regretful eyes.
"What is that, Lord Farr?"
During the intermission, Anvis looked at the speaker who was playing with a dark golden key in his hand, and spoke casually.
"A funny little toy, just having it can change the world."
After looking at Anvis with a 'curious' look in his eyes, the Speaker turned the key handle in his hand and threw it to Anvis.
"Want to try it? It doesn't matter to me who activates it."
"You are joking, Mr. Farr."
Startled by the other party's movement, Anvis took the key and looked it over, then gently placed it on the coffee table.
"Why don't you try activating it, Lord Zast, what if what I say is true?"
Looking at Anvis's movements, the speaker's gaze slowly moved up, staring into Anvis's eyes, and his tone was meaningful.
"Just like the secret treasure in the cave is to the protagonist Theo Sith, an opportunity to change the world must be equally meaningful to a high-level prophet, right?"
"I am different from others, Lord Farr. I don't want to be tainted in the slightest when it comes to such a big trouble as changing the world."
The smile on his face remained unchanged, Anvis pressed the key with his white-gloved index finger and pushed it towards the Speaker.
"As you said, what if what you said is true?"
