Chapter 85: A Cliché
When they arrived in the theatre, there was still half an hour before the start of the play. Due to his status, Lucen was given the best seat in the theatre and was informed what the play was about. The play was about the creation of the kingdom of Norvaegard.
’Oh, this should be interesting. The origin of Norvaegard was never told in the game.’
Lucen was now getting a little excited to watch the play. He was about to learn of a lore that was not part of the game. Even with his knowledge as the young Thornehart, he never did learn anything about the founding of the kingdom.
While he was waiting, Lucen took a look around the theatre and was honestly quite impressed by it. The style was that of Gothic Architecture with its pointed arches.
Above, chandeliers made of wrought mana-infused glass cast a soft, opalescent glow, scattering flecks of multicolored light across the vaulted ceiling. Intricate murals were painted there of Deities, Dragons, and different races, locked into a war that felt like it would never end.
"Such a waste of resources," Robert muttered, arms crossed and clearly unimpressed. "If they were going to waste materials like this, they should have just donated them to the Yellow Tower."
"Not everyone can be like you, no, what am I saying? No one will ever be like you. People just can’t live on experiments alone. Some people need culture and entertainment," Lucen replied.
"What are you saying, Lucen? Aren’t you and I the same? Looking for the truth, wanting to learn more."
"Don’t you dare insult our young master like that, Alchemist." Sir Thalos suddenly chimed in. "He isn’t like you. The young master has the blood of Thornehart flowing in his veins. He might indulge you in your experimentations, but his true calling is in battle!"
Robert scoffed. "It would seem that you don’t have any idea what your young master is like. He isn’t just some idiot who only knows how to swing his fist around. He’s one who would make us step into a future filled with wondrous things."
"Hmph, you’re the one who doesn’t understand a thing."
Sir Thalos and Robert started arguing, and Lucen did nothing to stop them as he simply looked around appreciating the structure of the theater.