Warm applause rang out, and many people had not yet broken away from the immersion, like Emilia, who burst into tears next to her. She seemed to have seen her own life through the play.
But Mir didn't pay too much attention to the plot. He cared about the culture revealed in the play, especially the scene where the noble girl sang duet with the slum youth, which gave him a certain degree of understanding of the church in this world.
He threw away his first impression of the world. The church seemed not to be a ruling class, but more like an organization.
But although it is not the ruling class, the church has great power. No one has ever thought this is strange. Even in terms of currency, it is them. Just like Stolun, the nobles are jointly governed on the surface, but the church has direct decision-making. rights, and people's attitude towards the church is also very friendly.
The nobles didn't seem to think there was any problem. This was very contradictory. Who would give away their power?
But as soon as Mir patted his head, he suddenly figured it out.
It is not the church that chooses the people, but the people that gravitate toward the church.
Because there really are gods in this world.
Moreover, in people's perception, the church seems to be very powerful, not in the secular sense of power, but in a very broad and abstract sense. One hundred people have one hundred opinions.
Although the current Church of the Earth in Stolon is only a branch church, not the main church, and there are only about fifty knights, but in Stolon, a large city-state with more than 100,000 people, there is an absolute word right.
There is only one possibility for a huge city-state with only more than fifty church staff to have absolute say. The church staff are so strong that at least the nobles do not dare to fight against them.
However, it is not difficult for the nobles to accept the church. Although the church has great power, the people of the Earth Church are either looking for heretics or on the way to find heretics.
As for the Forest Church, although it also looks for heretics, it is more often either treating illnesses or looking for patients.
The people in the Wisdom Academy are not even like the church, they are more like a group of scholars, a group of scholars who are seeking knowledge and creation regardless of their age.
As long as the nobles are not exposed, the church will not deliberately investigate the behavior of the nobles.
This made Mir deep in thought. This seemingly reasonable place was full of weirdness.
"Let's go~" A soft and trembling voice came from the side, bringing back Mir's wandering thoughts. Emilia looked at Mir, who had been thinking for a long time, like a close friend, although the two of them wanted to The matter has nothing to do with it: "This is a tragedy, right? Mir."
"Yeah, that's ridiculous."
...
After walking out of the opera house, Emilia took Mir to a restaurant that was not luxurious but very cozy. The warm gas lamps illuminated the restaurant, as if the entire restaurant was in eye protection mode.
"Check... Noble lady, you are a perfect match for this gentleman." The middle-aged woman who looked very capable changed her words in an instant and looked at Mir with a slightly appreciative look: "This Sir, can I ask for your name?"
"Just call me Mir."
Hearing this, the woman was stunned for a moment, but she came back to her state in an instant. Mir knew the reason for her stunned state. In the opera just now, he learned that as long as he is a noble or a church official, his name will be Add a suffix, such as Anna Knight or something like that.
The women of the aristocracy who have no real power do not have suffixes, but civilians cannot call the nobles by their names like other civilians, so most people call them noble ladies, but it is impossible to distinguish them, so when the noble ladies are engaged Later, their title also became Mrs. So-and-so.
But when she thought about the first time she met Emilia, Zoe also changed her name to Emilia, as if calling the noble woman by her name would not actually cause any trouble.
And people like him who only introduce their names are usually commoners. If a noble lady from the past dines with a commoner, it will probably take less than a day for the gossip to spread throughout Stolon. This is also Mir's plan. one.
"Mr. Mir and Mrs. Mir, please come this way." The woman stepped aside and extended her hand to signal to the two of them.
After hearing these words, Emilia's cheeks turned red for a moment, and she squeezed Mir's hand tighter, but the two of them did not explain too much. Although the woman's behavior was a bit unexpected, But this seemed to round out the plan.
Under the leadership of the woman, the two sat down by the window. The soft light of the setting sun shone on their faces through the window, making people feel very comfortable.
On the woman's recommendation, I ordered five dishes, including Danasu forest mutton stew, special fried noodles... and a bottle of dwarf fruit wine.
Afterwards, the woman left with an aunty smile on her face, and no one knew what she was thinking.
But after a while, all the dishes were served, and the woman also specially sent a plate of fruit. The tender red flesh was as red as Amelia's face now.
"Emilia, the food is ready, eat quickly." Mir opened the cork on the fruit wine bottle, filled two glasses, and pushed one cup in front of Emilia. This was the fruit wine she specially ordered. But I have long wanted to try dwarf wine.
"Oh, oh okay," Emilia's thoughts returned to her mind. When she saw the fruit wine in front of her, she subconsciously raised it and took a sip.
As his Adam's apple swelled, his eyes gradually became blurred.
This shocked Mir greatly. Are all the girls here drinking so hard? Or it’s because the alcohol content of the fruit wine is low.
Mir raised the cup with curiosity on his face and took a sip. The rich fruity aroma filled his mouth. It was not like wine, but more like a rich and fragrant special drink. Then he did not hesitate and followed Emilia's example and drank. As he went down, his eyes gradually became blurred.
The two men, whose eyes were slightly blurred, seemed not to notice anything was wrong.
"That's a sweet trap," the woman in the distance looked at the dining table with a smile on her lips.
A girl next to her followed her gaze and looked at the dining table, with a strong sense of gossip in her eyes: "Sister, isn't that Mrs. Charles? She is actually dating another gentleman!"
"Now please call her Mrs. Mill," the woman tapped the girl on the forehead.
"Mrs. Mir? Is Mir the name of that elf gentleman? Is he that noble?" The girl touched her forehead.
"He is a commoner," the woman's lips curled up slightly, and she turned to look at the girl with an aunty smile.
When the girl heard this, she was so shocked that she could stuff an egg into her mouth, looking like she had eaten a big melon.
