Chapter 339 - Who Do They Think They Are? (1/2)

Britney was very graceful. She had apparently grown up in an artistic environment. With her pretty face, she was personal in every aspect.

“You want me to build an opera house for you?” Roland hesitated and said, “Although I know some construction spells, I can’t create anything huge on my own. After all, I only have limited mana.”

“I’m only talking about a small amphitheater,” Britney said with a smile. “Why don’t we talk more about it in a tavern?”

“All right.”

Several minutes later, the three of them sat down in a tavern.

This tavern was more lavishly decorated than other taverns, and the drinks served here were more expensive. So, there were fewer guests here. It was rather quiet.

Britney ordered fruit wine for them. She looked at Andonara’s face and her body enviously, before she said, “We have been touring in many cities, but we can only perform in the squares each time. Most cities do not have huge opera houses. That’s really a problem.”

“But almost all cities above average have an opera house. With your performance, it shouldn’t be a problem to rent an opera house for a couple of days, no?” Andonara was confused.

Britney replied with a smile, “But those opera houses can only accommodate a few hundred people at best. We don’t want to just play for n.o.bles and big merchants. We want everyone to hear our music.”

“But you can’t make money that way. n.o.bles and big merchants dislike the company of ordinary people.” Andonara asked, “How can you make a living for your group?”

“We have been performing in the squares. The circ.u.mstances are not the most favorable, and we never advertise,” Britney said with a smile. “But even so, we have some n.o.ble fans. As for money, we’ll be satisfied as long as we make enough for our operation.”

Andonara was still confused. “But without the acknowledgment of n.o.bles, it is unlikely for you to disseminate your music principles.”

Britney burst into laughter after hearing that. “To quote what a great man once said, it is not the place of the n.o.bles, who only take up one percent of the population, to decide what the people like or don’t like.”

Andonara found it hard to accept.

Having been born in this world, certain ideals were etched to her bones, and it was hard for her to change them.

At least, she believed that nothing without the approval of n.o.bles could really be cla.s.sic.

However, Britney’s crazy laughter told Andonara that she really didn’t care if n.o.bles liked her performance.

“Well said, sister.” Roland raised his thumb with his left hand. “For that quote, I will build a small opera house for you for free, but of course, it will be a rough one made of rock. I don’t think I can make delicate murals or sculptures for you.”

Britney was rather delighted. “Thank you, Roland. But your hand… wouldn’t be a problem for your spellcasting, would it?”

“That’s fine. I still have my left hand.” Roland smiled.

Then, Britney put the construction blueprint of a small opera house on the table. She paid for the wine and left after throwing Roland an air kiss.

Andonara seemed rather angry.

Roland picked up the blueprint and walked out of the tavern with Andonara.

On the crowded street, Andonara couldn’t help but ask, “Are you really going to build an opera house on your own?”

“Not on my own, but with Vivian and the rest of them.” Roland said with a smile, “I will provide necessary aid, but they will do most of the work. It’s partly meant to better familiarize them with magic, and partly because as their chairman and their mentor, I don’t have to do everything myself.”

Andonara smiled. “That’s true. You did too much for them in the past.”

On the second day, Roland took the magic apprentices out of the city to build a small opera house in an open s.p.a.ce.