Entering the hall, Luo Lan saw the famous actor and playwright for the first time. Half of his hair was gray, most of his cheeks were surrounded by a fluffy beard, he was wearing a well-fitting black dress suit, and his bow tie was meticulously tied. He looked like a figure who had stepped out of a portrait, full of the rich atmosphere of the era.

If his headshot were hung on the classroom wall with a couple of famous quotes underneath, it wouldn't seem out of place at all.

Despite his age, his eyes were still piercing. After bowing, his gaze remained fixed on Luo Lan, unwavering. Obviously, this was not the first time the drama master had been received by royalty.

"Your Majesty, this is Lord Kakin Fiss," Barov introduced, wringing his hands. "The highest achievement in Greycastle drama, his reputation has a certain influence in the Four Kingdoms. When I was in the old royal capital, I was also a regular at the Central Theater, in order to appreciate the performances of the Kakin Troupe."

Look at how happy you are… Luo Lan inwardly curled his lips. You're already the King's Hand, can't you be a little more composed?

"Greetings to you, Wimbledon Your Majesty." Kakin said, placing a hand on his chest. "I think I may now understand why you haven't been able to see the new plays."

"Oh?" Luo Lan sat on the main seat. "Tell me about it."

"You… are too young." Kakin replied slowly. "Too young for my imagination."

"You mean, people without a certain amount of experience cannot appreciate the plays you write?" If it were when he had just become the lord of Border Town, hearing such a meaningful answer, he would have already shown displeasure. However, after staying in this position for so long, linguistic confrontations are now difficult for Luo Lan to care about.

However, the relaxed tone still indicated his attitude.

Barov was already secretly signaling Kakin.

"No, Your Majesty, the youth I speak of does not refer to age, but to the state of mind." Kakin Fiss shook his head. "It doesn't start from zero, nor does it end at one hundred. I have seen many nobles in their prime, but their spirits are already old and decaying; similarly, those who have entered their twilight years will not necessarily truly age." At this point, he smiled self-deprecatingly. "I originally thought I was young enough, but seeing you, I realized that it really has no boundaries."

"Should I take these words as praise?" Luo Lan raised an eyebrow.

"Whether the spirit is young or not cannot be measured by good or bad, Your Majesty." Unexpectedly, Kakin didn't take the conversation as expected. "The youth of the spirit is accompanied by enterprising, fearless, curious, and so on… It can drive a person forward, but it can also make people lose themselves, and sometimes even bring destruction, so…"

"Ahem, Lord Kakin—!" Barov interrupted in a low voice.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I was just saying whatever came to mind," the drama master came back to his senses. "When you get older and see more people, some strange ideas will always emerge, please forgive me."

"It doesn't matter," Luo Lan waved his hand, and had another impression of Kakin in his heart. "Let's get back to business. I heard from Barov that you plan to take on the script I wrote, or directly join the Starflower Troupe? Why?"

Kakin answered very directly: "I want to learn more about the Magic Film."

So that's it, after being rejected by himself, he wants to achieve his goal through this roundabout way.

"Even if it means performing some plays that you disdain?"

"I don't look down on those vaudevilles…" he explained. "I just think that a play should be carefully prepared so that the actors can continue to improve, otherwise it is a waste of energy and talent, and it also disappoints the audience."

"But the audience watching your performance is not nobles, and I don't have so much time to wait for your rehearsals. If you join the Starflower Troupe, you are likely to be forced to perform plays that are far from perfect. In that case, the name of the drama master will be ruined. Even so, are you willing to take the stage?"

"Your Majesty, I—"

"So joining the Starflower Troupe is out of the question." Luo Lan naturally would not let the other party say the word "willing." "And the plays I plan to perform next require a certain mass base, which basically limits it to the Starflower Troupe, I'm afraid

There won't be any suitable roles for you to play in a short time."

This time it was Barov's turn to wink at Luo Lan.

"But…" he ignored the chief steward's winks. "It's not entirely without opportunities."

"Please tell me." Kakin's body couldn't help but lean forward slightly.

"In fact, I plan to arrange a play with the theme of love, which reflects the flower of love nurtured in the darkest era, and the background is the period of the Hermes Church correcting the chaos." Luo Lan slowly described his ideas. "I heard that the theme you are best at is love and redemption, so consider it as an assessment—if you can make this drama a success, then I will consider your request when the next Magic Film is filmed. How about it?"

Since occupying the new and old Holy Cities, Neverwinter City's external propaganda has changed its tune: the culprit who used to do all kinds of evil was the false pope after the usurpation, and the true pope had already been harmed to death. Now the new agent will fully support Greycastle to jointly resist the threat of the Divine Will Battle.

After more than a year of propaganda, this "new history" has gained a certain audience base. Now is the time to go a step further and reveal the so-called faith war and the origin of the church—when we reach this point, the new church will not only separate from the usurpers, but will also completely separate from the church that historically harmed the witches, becoming part of the Neverwinter regime.

"You said this play is adapted from a true story?" Kakin murmured. "Can I meet these two people in the story?"

"They are currently in the Wolfheart Kingdom, and the rescue team has not yet set off," Luo Lan shrugged. "And I think you should understand what adaptation means…"

"Of course," the drama master nodded. "The scripts I wrote are also based on royal legends, and I have to avoid mentioning any verifiable surnames and family histories as much as possible. But…"

"But what?"

Kakin hesitated for a while, but soon seemed to make up his mind, "Your Majesty, this is an unprecedented attempt for me. If possible, I would like to join your rescue team and participate in the entire operation—that will be of great help to the rehearsal of the play."

"Even if it's going to Wolfheart?" Luo Lan was slightly moved.

"I don't think I can imagine all the details out of thin air, and I don't want to miss the opportunity you gave me." Kakin said frankly. "Please rest assured, my body is not bad, and I have disciples with me, so I won't cause trouble for your team."