Chapter 61
Rainbow Theatre, as Cross Bell... No, it's one of the best theater companies on the continent. Even in the Happy Street area, where every inch of land is valuable, it is located in the most conspicuous location. Once the performance starts, even high-ranking officials and nobles from various countries will come. It can be said that since Iliya's debut, the performance has rarely been empty. As soon as she debuted, she became the pillar of the stage, and as far as Ike knew, she was the only one at the moment - Illia Platier, the Flame Dancer. For her personally, even Ike couldn't help but be a little curious. No matter what industry a person is, being able to do this is a legend in itself. And above that, that is the realm of ethereal reason.
"Why did Ike suddenly want to meet that Flame Dancer?" Ling, who was following her, looked at the conspicuous door of the troupe and was curious.
"It's a bit curious, indeed." Ike also looked at the troupe and the surroundings with great interest, it can be said that the location of this troupe is too conspicuous, and the various lights in front of the door can imagine how brilliant it is when the night is turned on. But this also inadvertently brings a lot of blind spots around it that are easy to ignore. Looking at the position of the lights, there are many places that do not shine, enough to hide several people. Even a half-assassin like Ike could easily find four or five hiding places. As a theater, it is understandable, which can set off the splendor of the theater more, make the visitors more impressed, and invisibly raise their own image. It's just that it's safe... I just don't dare to compliment.
"Is anyone there~~~" Ike, who stepped into the troupe, said as he swept the layout of the troupe. The ornate dΓ©cor and grand layout didn't surprise Ike much. For someone who dares to go in and out of the palace and the royal capital to talk and laugh with the queen and princess, this is just not bad.
"I'm sorry sir." A middle-aged man hurriedly walked over from the front desk, "This is not the time for the performance, and unrelated personnel are not allowed to enter this theater." β
"Is that so?" Ike scratched his head, "I was asked by Support Colony to come here to protect Miss Elia?" β
"Mr. Lloyd?" The middle-aged man glanced at Ike suspiciously, no matter how he looked at it, he didn't want to look like a bodyguard, especially with a little girl. "Wait a minute, I'll ask." The middle-aged man replied politely and trotted to the intercom at the front desk.
"Ike, ordinary citizen."
"It's not because of you." Ike rubbed Ling's head angrily, completely ignoring his clothes that looked like tourists.
"I'm sorry to keep you waiting." The middle-aged man seemed to have finished asking, and walked up quickly and replied, "Please enter the hall through the main entrance, Miss Elia, they should not have finished their practice yet." β
"Then bother." Ike thanked him slightly, and walked into the hall without hurrying.
The lights in the hall have been extinguished, and in front of the dimly lit auditorium, all the spotlights are focused on the stage. And the most conspicuous thing on that stage is undoubtedly a blonde dancer. Even at the end of the gate, you can still clearly feel the incomparable momentum.
"That's pretty remarkable." Ike whispered appreciatively. "It looks like the show can really be looked forward to."
"That dancing girl is very powerful." Ling stared at Illya on stage. "And it's very flexible."
"It's just that it's still not out of the category of ordinary people, and that jumping force is probably with a hanging wire, so you can't avoid the assassination of Silver." Ike shook his head and replied to Ling, "Ling, what would you do if it were a different story?" β
"First of all, the high platform." Ling pointed to the high platform upstairs, "Our ticket is the front row seat, if you rush up from below, it's nothing, but if you go up from below, almost all places are dead ends." This is followed by the corners on both sides and behind the curtain. Especially behind the scenes. β
"It's nerve-wracking, I want to be a spectator more than a security guard." Ike frowned slightly, "In that case, then the behind-the-scenes and patrols will be left to Lloyd." β
"What about you, Ike?"
"I'll find a place where I can observe the panorama." Ike looked around at the high platform, and finally fixed his gaze on the corner of an inconspicuous high platform.
"Won't that place be able to catch up?" Ling asked.
"It's okay, isn't there still Ling you." Ike replied confidently, "You and Theo are in the stateroom, and it's time to watch the show." The critical moment involved him. β
"Give it to Ling." Ling nodded. Regardless of whether or not you can beat this silver, but if you can't even annihilate the angels, then I'm afraid there won't be a few people who can.
"Oops? There are so many guests today. β
The music stopped suddenly, and the flame dancer on the stage looked at the whispering two people strangely, and then looked at the figure who was originally sitting in the audience.
"Who are you?" An old man of some age walked up, looked at the accompanying manager, and opened his mouth in confusion.
"They were hired by Mr. Lloyd to keep Miss Elia safe." The manager hurriedly explained.
"I see?" The old man nodded understandingly, "Hello, I'm Yabang, and I'm the head of this Rainbow Theater." β
"Oh, I'm Ike." Ike stretched out his hand and shook the old man's outstretched hand, "Let's be a guerrilla." Ike replied, "And then this kid is Ling, my family, and my partner." β
"Hello." Ling replied politely.
"Hello, hello." The old man smiled and nodded, no matter who it was, it seemed that he couldn't hate this well-behaved girl in front of Ling, especially some elderly people.
"You were introduced by your younger brother?" Illya jumped off the stage with a fish leap, and looked at the two weird combinations with a little curiosity, "Obviously, you don't have to worry about it." β
Ike smiled slightly wryly, when everyone was worried about her, the main person was the most calm, this kind of person is either nervous, or has enough ability to not be afraid of all threats, and this person in front of him... It seems to be what the former looks like.
The lights gathered on the stage went out, and then the lights of the entire hall came on, and Ike just wanted to speak, when suddenly his expression froze, and he stared at a girl who had been staying next to the troupe leader. Coincidentally, the girl also looked at Ike, then her eyes shrank, and she quickly said goodbye. She looked at Ilia with an uneasy expression.
"That~ Even if you were commissioned by your younger brother, it's not a good behavior to stare at a girl like this." Elija reminded her at the right time.
"Ahh I'm sorry about that. Ike gave a meaningful look at the restless girl, "Who is this?" β
"What, didn't you listen to my brother's introduction?" Illya jumped behind the girl and patted her on the shoulder, "This is the new sign of our troupe, Lixia of the Moon Hime, Lixia Mao." How about it, sister, I can understand your feelings, after all, this child is developing so well, even if it's my sister, I can't help it. Illya's eyes lit up, her fingers kept swinging around Lixia's weighty chest, and her words and actions looked like those lewd uncles.
"Ilia! There are guests here. The troupe leader reminded with a wry smile, "I'm sorry to make you laugh." The Flame Dancer turned out to be such a person, and I ask you not to talk about it. β
"How can it be, we have a sense of proportion when it comes to the client's information, so rest assured." Ike smiled and replied, "I see, is this another pillar of your troupe?" That's really exciting. β
"This performance."