Chapter 86: The Play
Once Reginald and his entourage left, the middle-aged man who was talking to them bowed his head in front of Lucen.
"Thank you for helping me, young lord."
"No need to thank me," Lucen replied. "I simply did that because they were getting on my nerves."
"Even so, you’ve helped me nonetheless, and for that, I offer my sincere gratitude." The man bowed once more, this time lower and longer.
"... You’re welcome."
The man was surprised by Lucen’s reply, a noble saying You’re welcome to a commoner. That wasn’t something he heard every day. Slowly, a smile tugged at his lips. He bowed one last time, deeper this time, and quietly returned to his post.
After that whole fiasco, Lucen and his group returned to their seats. It didn’t take too long before the play started.
The lighting they used was a creative way of applying the mana lamps. They also used the normal lamps, which had filters made of stained parchment or dyed cloth that cast tinted hues to match the mood of the scene.
Thin ropes were rigged overhead, allowing stagehands to lower or raise lanterns at precise moments. Mirrors on poles, operated by crew in the rafters, redirected firelight like spotlights onto the actors.
To mimic moonlight, they placed bluish fabric over some flames. For dawn, they added reflective panels behind the stage painted in reds and oranges, and timed the light shift with a slowly rising curtain that simulated the morning sun.
"Hmph, I guess even these people have some skills that can be learned." Robert begrudgingly said as he was quite impressed by the way they used what they had to recreate certain things.
Hearing Robert’s words, Lucen chuckled as the sound of a narration echoed in the theater. They did not have speakers, but the way they constructed the theater with specific runes helped their voices carry over the entire theater.