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After seeing that Landry could even convince his boss Ifatia, Barton no longer questioned Landry's negotiation ability, nor did he need to worry about Landry's safety.
"Can we go find her tonight? Do you know where she is tonight?"
Talia's face immediately showed anticipation.
She knew that if she went to see Abigail later, Lanqi's already busy schedule would become even more crowded. She still hoped that Lanqi could get enough rest and not overwork.
"Yes, she lives upstairs in the Brillda Opera House, or rather, the entire top floor belongs to her, and she is also a famous director in charge of literary and artistic work."
Barton raised his hand from his coat and used his finger to roughly trace the direction of Brillda's map in the air in front of him, indicating to Landry and his team the safe route from the Mafia territory to the Brillda Opera House.
He believed that Professor Landry must know about this famous opera house in the empire.
Located in the central area of Manhot, Bryda, on Broadway 33rd Street, it is adjacent to famous art institutions such as the Bryda Voice Orchestra and the Bryda Royal Dance Company.
It was founded during the period of the Cyrus Empire, the predecessor of Crete, and the current building was completed in 1662. It has about 3800 seats and has a performance season from September to May of the following year, presenting a variety of classical and contemporary operas and inviting the world's top actors, singers and conductors.
October is a good time now.
In recent years, the Brillda Opera House has begun to perform live on Crane Radio, and has a large audience across the country and even in the southern continent before the war.
Today, this historic theater was bought and taken over by Abigail with a huge sum of money. At the same time, she is able to live upstairs in the theater thanks to her unique and noble status.
“You’re really rich.”
Lanqi imagined that even Hugh would not buy the entire Ikerite Opera House out of thin air.
Perhaps only Duke Miguel had the financial resources and the face to make the city government willing to sell the opera house to him.
"Why, are you envious of others? If I work hard, I can also make a lot of money with the Magic Craftsman License."
Talia snorted.
She is no longer an unemployed vagrant with no household registration, but a 25-year-old perfect unmarried woman with the status of a platinum-level card maker and a successful career. Even if the leaders of Nanwantina find out that there is something wrong with her household registration, they will still beg her to settle down in Nanwantina.
If Lanqi has financial troubles at that time, just call her a rich woman and she might be willing to take care of this apprentice for a few more years.
Noe Wilford must have wished she could have taught Lanci more.
"Then why don't I just go to Hyperion?"
Lanci raised a question.
Hyperion is not only rich, but also younger.
"..."
The air suddenly became deathly silent.
Talia seemed unable to answer this question.
"You...you don't understand the advantages of slightly older women! Don't you always talk about charm? Do girls younger than you have the kind of charm you like? I...I don't really care. Really, what you like has nothing to do with me. It's just that I have a friend. Yes, I'm talking about Antanas, Sinora, Artemis, Ifatia and the others. Which one of them is not older than you? If they notice your thoughts, they will definitely be defeated..."
Her tone became a little hurried. She resisted the urge to hold him down and argue with him, and instead read a long speech to him in her mind.
"...Then I'll find a woman who's both rich and older."
Lanci responded speechlessly.
"Of course, that's right, classy."
Talia proudly tossed her hair, looking refreshed in an instant, and praised Lanqi.
"Meow……"
The cat boss on the ground couldn't hear what Lanqi and Talia were secretly talking about, but it could probably guess that the third place winner was opening champagne.
"If you book tickets for tonight's opera in advance, you can go into the opera house."
Barton was halfway through explaining the map to Lanqi when he paused again, his face showing some difficulty.
"Maybe I'll have a chance to see Abigail more directly as she's the director supervising the scene. Otherwise, I'll have to find a way to sneak in... but that ticket is hard to buy."
Patton said in a deep voice.
The recently staged opera version of "Romance of the Holy War" has received rave reviews. Three shifts of actors have taken turns to perform, and tickets have been scheduled as much as possible, but it is still hard to get a ticket.
I heard that Abigail's strict selection and high-intensity rehearsals almost made some actors collapse from exhaustion before she managed to achieve a result that satisfied her. Correspondingly, her performance was well received.
If Patton had known this earlier, he would have certainly prepared tickets for Landry. But now that the show is almost about to start, it will be difficult for him to get tickets.
"Also, Professor Landry, you'd better bring a companion with you and go to the opera like a normal date. Otherwise, it will be too obvious that you are going to see Abigail for the purpose of magic engineering, and she will be very unhappy."
Patton added that it was becoming increasingly difficult.
"Abigail is a genius whose interests and talents are different. She has her own biases. She actually likes opera. Magical engineering is just a natural talent, which she doesn't value. Therefore, she is used to hating those who flatter her because of her magic engineering and don't pay attention to her main profession at all."
Professor Landry's identity is quite sensitive. He went directly to see Abigail. His purpose was very clear. He might not even have the opportunity to be alone with her. If he told her about Barton's relationship, he would be turned away.
Barton believed that Landry understood what he meant - to show respect for the play choreographed by Abigail, watch it carefully with an appreciative attitude, and then discuss other things with Abigail, instead of just ignoring the play and going straight to the topic of magic engineering, which would make Abigail's favorability very bad.
"Ah? Is the opera called 'The Romance of the Holy War'?"
Lanqi and Talia looked at each other, and without having time to think about other things Patton said, they asked Patton in surprise.
"Yeah, did you happen to buy a ticket?"
Barton raised his eyes and asked.
As long as this problem can be solved, everything else will be easy.
"Perhaps there is."
Lanqi remembered that when Elsa came to see her brother this afternoon, she asked him if he had time to watch this play in the evening, and the venue happened to be the Brillda Opera House.
Elsa and Ursula are definitely not in the mood to watch the opera tonight. They need to go back to the safety of St. Clement's Monastery, otherwise no one will go to see the opera with their tickets.
I’ve bought them all.
Lanqi raised his wrist and looked at his watch.
It's only about seven o'clock in the evening.
The play starts at eight o'clock.
There's still time after sending Elsa and Ursula back to St. Clement's Abbey!
"Want to go to the play?"
Lanqi asked Talia tentatively.
It's a good opportunity for Talia to use the new identity that Nigel arranged for her.
This way, he won't completely disrupt his work plans for next week, and he can also finish an important task ahead of time!
But he was worried that Talia might not be able to accept the content of the opera performance, which would bring up some awkward memories between the two of them.
"just go."
Talia's cheeks flushed slightly, she tilted her head with her chin raised, folded her arms and spoke proudly.
It's not like she hasn't dated Lanqi before, so there's nothing to be afraid of.
As long as Lanqi could sit still, she could sit still too.
Chapter 751: Hyperion and her friends start watching the show
night--
The full moon has risen high in the sky, and it is the moment when bright stars are shining brightly, covering the entire sky.
Northeastern part of the Kreuznach Empire, the province of Thuringia.
As night fell, the magic rail train that the group was riding on slowly entered the territory of the city-state.
"This ancient imperial city-state is called Nistero. We will stay here tonight. The next train to the south will not arrive until 10:13 tomorrow morning."
The train stopped at the Nistro Municipal Station. The Chamber of Commerce lady and her companions got off the carriage. The leading male manager looked at the clock and said.
"Thanks a lot."
Hyperion smiled and thanked.
Pranay is worthy of being the Foreign Minister of the old Demon Realm. He can arrange everything in an orderly manner.
What’s more important is that these big demons have anti-reconnaissance capabilities in different dimensions. With the protection of several big demon officials, even the most powerful divination magic and detection magic cannot detect their whereabouts.
"They are just simple little things, no need to be polite."
Planai also worked as the principal's secretary at the Protoss Royal Academy of Magic.
These tasks are easy for him.
Several people stepped onto the platform and walked towards the city outside the station.
Nestoro at night is shrouded in a hazy blue hue, with the spires in the distance rising up as if paying tribute to the starry sky.
An old black Imperial vehicle was already waiting on the road outside the train station, and there were also people responsible for receiving them.
Due to the huge land area of the Kremer Empire, which was formed by the merger of three giants of the southern continent many years ago, the area of one province alone may be equivalent to some countries in the United Parliament of the Kingdom. There are no direct transportation routes between some provinces, or an entire route has reached an end, and the only way is to transfer at the end.
After the day's journey today, they have traveled south from the Nordgrande Province on the northeastern border of the empire to the Thuringia Province, and are much closer to their target location, Blierda, the imperial capital of the Botswana Province.
For safety reasons, they moved into a mansion owned by the Chamber of Commerce provided by their collaborators to ensure that they could get a more peaceful rest.
Hyperion got into the back seat of the car, the engine roared low, and drove towards the depths of the city.
"The atmosphere of war here is not as obvious as it was in Glen Waverley during the day."
"After all, it is the inland of the Kreihe Empire."
"It is said that the capital, Blildha, is still as prosperous as ever, and there is no trace of the wartime atmosphere at all."
They chatted in the car, and outside the window, the night view of Nestoro slowly unfolded.
Pure white stone buildings stand quietly on both sides of the cobblestone streets, and the walls glow with a warm luster in the moonlight.
The street lamps emit an orange-yellow light, casting a dreamy hue on the alley.
The vehicle passed through winding streets and alleys and arrived at a secluded residential area.
The vehicle slowly stopped in front of the manor surrounded by tall walnut trees.
"There is actually a villa to live in."