Chapter 130: The Choice
Tyrin was very nervous right now.
As soon as she opened her eyes this morning, she saw a crowd of people surrounding her, giving her the illusion that she was seriously ill, lying in bed and about to die, and then a group of relatives and friends came to see her off.
But after Tyrin sobered up, she realized in a trance that all her relatives had long since left her, and the only one in the entire Falosi Mansion who could be called her friend was the forest elf Frey.
The group of people around Tylin's bedside apparently did not include her friend Frey, but a group of maids from the Fallosi Mansion.
Tyrin immediately stepped out of bed and was about to ask the maids if she had made another mistake, but they dragged her into the next changing room without saying a word.
Then Tyrene was well taken care of by the Fallosi maids, who were busy throughout the fitting room, preparing to turn the scruffy elf girl who had just woken up into the brightest star of the Black Swan Theatre.
Tyrene's sleepiness was completely awakened by the fight, one second she was sitting in the fitting room, the next second she was thrown into the petal-strewn bath, when the maids neatly washed Tylin's body.
They pulled out the gorgeous dresses that Tyren didn't think she could afford in her life, and a bunch of cosmetics to arm the elf girl.
About thirty minutes later, when she got up, she was still full of decadence and tiredness on her face, and in the next second, she became a beautiful girl whose beauty was comparable to the rumored Flower of Phalosi, and if she were placed on Earth, she could be used as a model lady on the cover of Time magazine.
The series of actions of this group of maids made Tyrin very... Flattered.
Since she joined the Black Swan Troupe, she has always maintained a small transparent role that is not even a trick, and coupled with the background of having no surname and family, she has been excluded and isolated by some female actors in the Black Swan Troupe......
This status is completely equivalent to an ugly duckling in a group of black swans, and it is not appropriate to describe it as an ugly duckling, it should be said that it is a dodo.
Although scarce and close to extinction, no one takes her seriously.
This sudden and solemn treatment gave Tyrin the illusion that she would be sacrificed to the dragon in the next second.
There is a legend in the poetry of the elves that hundreds of years ago, the frost elves woke up a dragon sleeping in the snowy mountains, and every once in a while they offered an elven maiden to the dragon to appease its anger.
Tyrin wanted to know what had happened today, but the maids didn't give Tyrin a chance to ask, and they pushed the frost elf through countless corridors all the way to the rehearsal place of the Black Swan Troupe.
That's when Tyren noticed that most of the members of the Black Swan Troupe were there today, and they whispered when they saw Tylin.
Terrin didn't hear the details clearly, and she didn't listen until the maids pushed open the main hall of the rehearsal room.
It is the largest room in the Palazzo Falosi, no less than a small performance hall in the theater.
On the stage in the center, Tyren sees the Black Swan Theatre Troupe's behind-the-scenes orchestra playing music she hadn't heard before... When Tyrin stepped into the concert hall, the orchestra stopped playing.
Soon Tyrin arrives at the center of the auditorium, where she sees the owner of the Fallosi Mansion and the Chaos Demon Josiu.
At this moment, Terrin suddenly understood that she was not going to be a sacrifice to a dragon this time, but to be a sacrifice to a demon.
The frost elf was pushed in front of Joshua and Mrs. Nishizawa, and Mrs. Nishizawa looked Tyrin up and down...
To be honest, when the Black Wood Elf first brought this frost elf to her, Mrs. Nishizawa gave her high hopes, after all, the beautiful appearance of the elves was there, and if she had a little talent, she would definitely be able to make a career in the Black Swan Troupe.
But it turns out that this elven girl who can't even lie is no less difficult to become a qualified actor than it is to get a dwarf to become a tailor.
For the sake of the black wood elf, Mrs. Nishizawa would not be too strict with this frost elf, but no matter how much the dodo followed the black swan, it would never be able to fly, and today Mrs. Nishizawa found a suitable opportunity for her to leave the troupe.
"Tyrene, I know you're hungry for fame like everyone else, but the Black Swan Theatre isn't for you... And Mr. Qiao Xiu next to me thinks that you have the value of training, so there are two choices in front of you now, continue to stay in the Black Swan Troupe, or accept Mr. Qiao Xiu's invitation. ”
"Mrs. Nishizawa!"
Before Tyren could answer, the Darkwood Elf Frey lifted the hidden inscription and stood in front of Tyrene.
She hurriedly bowed to Mrs. Nishizawa and bowed her head in a pleading tone.
"Please don't believe the demon's demagoguery...... Tyren is very important to us elves. ”
When Frey said the word demon, many of the onlookers of the Black Swan Troupe showed incredible expressions.
Although Mrs. Nishizawa was well aware of Qiao Xiu's true race, she did not publicize it to the public, and the actors of the Black Swan Theater Company were constantly speculating about the young director's true identity.
When Qiao Xiu was on the set, he also met many young actresses who accosted Qiao Xiu, but Qiao Xiu's personal assistant, Miss Ciri, was so good that she easily persuaded those actresses to quit.
His true identity was revealed, and Qiao Xiu did not feel annoyed, but smiled gracefully at the onlookers.
Qiao Xiu's purpose in coming to this world is to preach that demons are not all evil thugs as the church says.
If Qiao Xiu himself thought that the demon race was regarded as a shame, then it would be truly hopeless.
The surrounding onlookers only made a small commotion and did not panic, and there were many people in the Black Swan Theater Troupe who were fans of "Beauty and the Devil".
Although it is true that the minions of the Church are scattered all over Fallosi, Mrs. Nishizawa herself is a member of the Church-hating faction, and the actors in her troupe certainly do not have many die-hard fans of the Church.
And how much is the belief in the gods worth in the face of a person's reputation, status, and pleasure?
"Calm down, Frey... I didn't force your friend to leave the troupe, I just gave her a choice. Mrs. Nishizawa said.