Sweet Reincarnation

Once there was a poet who referred to the public services enjoyed by the citizens of ancient Rome and called them "bread and circuses".

Citizens are politically indifferent because of their economic stability without food problems and because of their unproductive entertainment.

Whether it is a criticism of an exchanger pursuing a policy of foolishness, or a criticism of the popular stupidity of democracy, it is also said to be a word that has praised the excellence of Roman politics.

The economic predicament and hunger are out of the question, but not only ancient Rome, but the person called the Exchange has been very careful with the entertainment of the general public. Because human beings sometimes decide to support politicians not with reason but with sudden emotions, and also with selfish emotions to disagree.

Everyone wants to have a bright and enjoyable day rather than having a bitter and hard day. On a pleasant day, there must naturally be pleasant entertainment.

There are many things that can be called entertainment, such as competitions (games), alcohol, gambling, gastronomy, or sports.

When it comes to entertainment in the Kingdom of God, competition and gambling. So-called horse racing, dueling like a warrior's arm comparison such as that classified as fighting, or hunting are also popular in that they measure the ability of military personnel.

Of course, as long as these competitions are not so circumstantial, someone will be at the torso and be the subject of a bet.

But these are kind of entertainment for men. The world is roughly half male and female. No, if you think that male mortality is higher than that of women in a war-torn society, there are more women if only in numbers. In other words, it has to be said that entertainment for men alone is one handful.

What is it when it comes to entertainment for women? If you are a kingdom of God, wouldn't you name art? Decorating oneself beautifully, admiring beautiful things, and honoring them. For women in the Kingdom of God, beauty is entertainment. The eyes of women in the Kingdom of God on beauty are quite sophisticated.

Embroidery is an important skill for women, both noble and lowly, and painting appreciation is a field of basic education for aristocratic women. Appreciating the beauty of clothing tends to be both sociable and entertaining, as well as music viewing and other familiar entertainment for women.

Well, the problem here is the difference between men and women in entertainment.

It is easy to imagine that there is something inside that is difficult for a man to hobby over a woman or for a woman to suit a man's taste, and it would be too humorous when it comes to tough mustache men embroidery and so on, and it would be outrageous to let an untrained woman do the fighting.

There is a difference between what men and women can enjoy. But this is troubling.

For example, if men and women wanted to get closer together, they would like to talk about their common hobbies and entertainment with each other if they could. The first time a man escorted a woman was a total lack of interest on the part of the woman, and so on, it is also of great interest.

To solve this problem, you just have to go somewhere in the Wang capital.

Because there's a spot for men and women to enjoy and keep.

"This is the place."

After Yant and Al helped one woman, the destination for sending that woman to was the theater.

A national building built by a king several generations ago, the rightful place from which generations of kings visit occasionally with queens and concubines.

Theatre, musical theatre, or concert are the main performances, and you must be at least a well-dressed gentleman and lady to enter.

Built in a first-class setting in the Wang capital, it is a masterpiece of white marble-like stone, reminiscent of a temple. Heavy bronze doors on the front are polished enough to reflect the face. No matter what you look at it, it seems like it's more than three floors, and it's about as wide as you can afford even if there's more than ten carriages lined up. I can't even imagine how much capacity it has. The entertainment hall offers a number of stages, from the large stage where the royal palace entertains the king, to the small stage where a small number of people enjoy it nearby.

When Yant and Al are overwhelmed by so much awesomeness, the woman moves on to our way around the building, not the front entrance.

"We can get in from here."

In the hidden area beside the building, there was a simple wooden door.

Regardless, the doors were decorated to such an extent that they did not impair the splendour of the building, but the moon and spoon compared to the way the front stood out. There is a difference between Pais and Yant degree.

I guess the door also weighs in on that. The moment you open the door that rings gibberish and go inside.

"Elsa!!

Two meters tall, a man with a mustache came by.

"What!!

Two newcomer squires who unwittingly pulled out their swords.

The fact that I was able to deal with the matter immediately is commendable as a Mortairn subordinate, but in this case, the timing is bad.

Two young men took a woman whose outfit was clearly “forced to mess up” and pulled out their swords. It was misunderstood that a good old man might have even committed a break-in robbery.

A man with a beard who held a woman back and pulled her away from the side of the Al's as she was, trying to shelter her from the two of them. And the situation gets even worse.

"Lady!!

"You guys, put our daughter in such an eye, you can't just do this, Cora!!

Next thing you know, a man comes out of the back. Gathering with Walla Walla just strengthens the swordswallowing atmosphere.

"It's a must-win to get ahead of me. Cora!!

From among the gatherings came a young man about the same age as Yant and Al. Even though the face was covered with Dolan white powder (yummy) and the scalp was completely invisible, only anger emotions were obviously seen. The fist to be punched strikes Al, the one nearby.

Al is not an amateur, either, as much as he wields a sword against his bare opponent. He was calm enough to distinguish between when he could wield a forged martial arts and when he wasn't. Sometimes that's all the training ground and the calm of the late who came over hell, but he calmly punched the Dolan man in the fist only with his body.

"Shit!!

I guess I'm not used to fighting. The Dolan man is just waving his fist at the grump. There was no feint or anything, Al wasn't as friendly as hitting him in the sky, and he looked around without a gap.

Also, I pushed the fluttering Dolan man as a slight return of interest to Yant, who didn't even help me out in a flimsy way. The thin man's clothes are accompanied by Dolan.

"Stop!! They helped me!!

It was the woman who had guided the Yants to the theatre who had fogged the noisy atmosphere. I almost suspected it was some kind of conspiracy if I didn't stop it with this, but he didn't even have that on the boulder.

"What do you mean, Elsa?"

"So these people helped me where I was about to be raped by weird people. That's why he sent me so far."

"What!!

It seems that the woman's words about Elsa change the atmosphere around her.

"Did you, I'm sorry. Exactly......"

"I'll tell you more, before I do, can I get dressed?

"Oh."

A woman who put a piece of cloth halfway between her broken clothes and her clothes over her brown skin and was painfully repairing a minimum coat with a borrowed jacket enters the back.

"In the meantime, if you're referring to Elsa's benefactor, you can't have it. Both of you, come here."

Al and Yant move on as they are seen as Girosilo among those who are turning from a seemingly dangerous atmosphere earlier into an atmosphere of confusion and fright.

Passed through is a room with several mirrors. Even when I say mirror, it is a metal mirror carefully polished up the alloy, but I can see my face well.

It is unclear what is left of the two people who are not familiar with cosmetics, but the brushed and scalloped clothes were cluttered and placed in a room that felt unfamiliar.

In that room, a table will be taken from somewhere and a folding chair will be provided. Where the two new squire sit, a bearded man sits across from the table.

"First, let's apologize for earlier. I'm Elsa's stepfather, head of the Boulan troupe, Gofa-Boulan. Those guys were our troupes, they're like family."

"Mortairn family squire, says Arlach-Ahunov"

"Likewise, Jant-Idrihappa"

The big man with the beard named Elsa's adoptive father. Yant and others who thought they were not similar to each other for parents and children were strongly convinced to hear that. I must have been more surprised to be told that they were real parents and children because they didn't look alike at all, even the color of their hair, the color of their skin, the color of their eyes, the various parts of their faces.

Even Gofa is surprised to hear the two names. Specifically, in that he was a Mortairn family person. But now there are things to take precedence over.

"So, what the hell happened?

"Actually..."

It's just a tease. The explanation ends soon.

Many men are inflexible in the Mortairn family. Only two people who are fairly immune to the tough adults give details of the incident that was happening to the big boy's daughter in a calm manner.

From the circumstances in which we were coming to the King's Capital, from the reason we were wandering around the back town, from how we listened to Elsa and came in to help, to how it was then. The details also change Gofa's face.

"Hey."

"Yes, Captain"

"Go to the Knights' Stuff and tell them what you just heard. It's a pastry with a platter on it. You must do something similar."

"Yes, quickly"

A bearded man who skips instructions to a young man because he thinks he's used to moving people.

Those who were instructed also strained oddly enough to leave the room to see what was all they thought.

After skipping instructions to several others in detail, Gofa once again faces the two young men.

"Again, thank you for helping my daughter. But you... no, excuse me, I didn't know you were a family member of the famous Mortairn family."

"Uh... we, no, we were still running apprenticeships too"

"Ha, you don't mind if the tone breaks. When it comes to the Mortairn family, it's also famous in the Wang capital. If you're a member of that family, you want to be close to us."

"Then don't hesitate"

If you are a squire in the service of nobility, you stand above the civilian class. I don't need to talk politely, but I was still reluctant to deal with adult opponents who looked and style. It seems pointlessly twitchy if it was about two weeks ago, but it's nice to grow up sometimes when both parents are squire. Something like a habit from when you were little is something you can't get out of.

We met when we talked and broke things down while we talked about a world without other love.

You've been getting dressed, a girl came into my room. If you look at how she behaves in a temperament when she says it's just after the bad guys are about to ramble her up, you can tell she's a strong core woman.

"Elsa, are you okay?

"Yeah, I'm relieved to see everyone's face."

"Right."

A father who does not speak much and embraces his daughter.

Seeing that, it can be inferred that my daughter would also have been lovingly raised.

That's why Yant can't solve it. Inadvertently, a young woman was alone in a dangerous area. If it had been so cherished, it should have been taught to stay away from danger. Boxed girl in a way. The unnaturalness of having a well-groomed woman in a back alley like a thug walking around.

If you said you were walking alone, there seemed to be some kind of situation.

So I guess, that question comes out with my mouth shut.

Imitations such as deliberately sticking your neck in every trouble will have a significant effect on childhood taming (pais).

"So, why were you alone in there?

"It's..."

The complexion of the woman clouds as soon as there is still something going on.

It could be an imitation of a woman who would have just been mentally shocked by a further chase. Yes, it was Al who was lying there.

Shake a hastily changed topic against a bearded man who is similarly changing his complexion.

"Still, what kind of work are you people doing?

"We're troupers."

"A trouper?

"It's my job to play theatre and entertain the audience. Now I'm preparing a performance funded by someone."

"Heh."

Gofa, too, would have been desirable to change the subject. We spoke of ourselves slightly quicker with our bearded faces pointed at Al plainly.

"Are you interested in theatre?

"Because now I've never known I had a job like that. Is it profitable?

"Sometimes, I guess. In our work, there are two main people who get paid. Do you want it from those who watch the play or not?"

I could somehow imagine Al or Yant collecting money from the audience to make money.

But I don't know what it means to have people pay for a play without watching it.

"Are there people who don't watch the play and pay for it?

"Yeah. I gave it to you first, it's the easiest thing to understand to watch a play and get paid for it, but this is very unstable. Even a good play doesn't necessarily have customers watching it, and I can get tired of doing the same thing over and over again. It depends on the weather and the popularity of the performer. The majority of customers will be somewhat wealthy civilians. In comparison, it may be odd to say that those who give money without watching the play are mainly aristocrats. Instead of being detained for some freedom, you can give money to the troupe itself. Even if you don't stop by with a lot of customers, your income will stabilize."

"Restraint of liberty?

"They instruct me to perform, they designate me to serve on the team, they decide when and when I want to play," he said.

"Oh, I see. The point is, you're a patron."

"Yes."

There are many cases where the East and West, the powerful and the millionaires, have become protectors of the arts in ancient times and now.

In the Kingdom of God, with some extreme exceptions, the rich are aristocrats. And the powerful are nobles without exception.

In other words, patrons of the arts can also say that being aristocratic is natural.

Those who use art to boast their power and financial power, those who want to surround their favorite actors and artists, those who prefer art purely for their own pleasure. There are many reasons, but if we can gain the patronage of the nobility, the troupe and others will see remarkable stability in management. It is a common success story that travelers are called by nobles, liked and embraced, etc.

Even the Mortaire family makes landscape painters paint from the hustle and bustle of Pace's magic. Instead of buying paintings freely painted by the painter, aid the money to make the designated painting. It would be common as a patron. The price of freedom is economic stability.

Similar stories are everywhere, and theatre is the same again.

Talking about it, etc., Al, with a fast head spin, noticed.

"Being in the theatre of Wang Du means that maybe you all have noble patronage?

Wang Du's, it's also the royal theatre, needless to say, the best theatre in the kingdom of God. Location, good facilities and good format, impeccable. It's the biggest theater in the country. There should not be one act in a single theater, but a theater should take place simultaneously in several stages.

But I don't even think that's why it's so easy to even get a place. Without both power and financial power, we wouldn't be able to play in the finest places like this. Gofa concurred with Al's prediction that

"Right. As a matter of fact, recently, it was backed up by a big mouth, and thanks to that person, we were to be able to play in this theater, too. Well, instead, the play's content has been specified."

"Heh."

"Oh yeah, make sure you both see where you're practicing. Even so, I'm still getting my plays, and I haven't decided to serve, but even if it's just a revelation of the play, you two should have an extraordinary interest."

"Really? It's a corner, just a chill."

Al and Yant travel to the sleeve of the stage under Elsa's guidance.

So I witnessed the scene where several people said they were going to say oh about the content of the play, and they were assembling stories and performances.

In a world where there is no such thing as a paper script, stories and lines can only be remembered by everyone. Also, the elements of improvisation are very strong, which is why the bones of the play must be kept in place.

For this reason, after careful meetings have been discussed in the veterans, they decide to serve and go into practice.

Elsa explained firmly the explanation, for example. You must have been fortunate to have had a beautiful, easy-to-hear voice. Because I never missed the part where she explained the title of the play and how awesome it was.

"The title of the play is" Heroic Heroes of Mortairn Kaijin ". A major adventurous play depicting the activity of the Mortairn family and their friendship with the Count Ratesh family, which played a great part in the war with their neighbours, let's just say. Count Ratesh, you've been very helpful."

Yant and Al looked at each other unexpectedly.