"That's it for today, class is over. ”

"Goodbye, teacher. The little girls said in unison.

Erin closed her textbook and watched the children walk out of the classroom—it was once a noble family's house, but it was requisitioned by the lord after the Demon Moon and has now been converted into an academy. Downstairs and upstairs, the partition walls of the small rooms are opened up to form several larger rooms, which can accommodate four to six batches of apprentices at the same time, which are called "classes" according to the division of the textbook. During the day, most of the classes are children, and at night they are adults.

She thought that her application to become a teacher would take a long time to reach the city hall, but she didn't expect that after Filin reported the matter, she got the news that she was allowed the next day. The next step is to register at the town hall, pick up the textbooks, and get a class schedule.

The children of the townspeople are basically the children of the townspeople. In order to make this group of troublemakers listen to the class, she has put a lot of effort into it, and there is a chapter in the textbook dedicated to how to maintain classroom discipline, which is an eye-opener for her, in addition to traditional verbal criticism and rattan corporal punishment, but also evaluation, division of groups, setting up group leaders and class leaders, and letting them control themselves.

The person who wrote this textbook must have been an elder who has been studying and teaching for many years, so he can think about it so thoroughly, right?

Walking out of the academy, Erin saw the knight waiting for her at the door, Filin Silter.

He no longer wore shining armor, holding a shield and sword embroidered with the incaria of a lion, but he was still handsome. A simple leather coat set off his tall figure, with well-defined facial features, even with empty hands, he was the dawn morning light in her memory.

After giving him a hug, Erin noticed that there was something wrong with Filin's expression.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"......," he hesitated, "His Royal Highness the Prince has invited us to the palace for refreshments in the afternoon. ”

Erin was stunned, "We?" She immediately guessed what the other party was worried about, patted him on the back, shook her head, and said, "His Royal Highness the Prince has never seen me, how can he be like the Duke...... Besides, isn't there still you?"

"Well," Filmin nodded, "this time, I'll protect you." ”

In the afternoon, Erin dressed up briefly, chose a proper dress, and went to the castle of the lords with her husband.

He was ushered into the parlor by the guards, and it didn't take long for a gray-haired man to appear at the door. There is no doubt that he is Lord of the West, His Highness Roland Wimbleton. He was accompanied by a lady, about thirty years old, with a calm and capable posture, and it could be seen from her charming facial features that she must have been an outstanding beauty when she was young. The two hurriedly got up and bent down to salute.

"Welcome, Mr. and Mrs. Silt," Roland said, seated at the throne, "these are the delicacies of the court on the table, and they can be enjoyed without restraint. ”

"Thank you for the invitation, it's an honor to be here for refreshments. Filin replied according to aristocratic etiquette.

"This lady's name is Shujuan, and she is also the head of the education department of the city hall, and I think you should have already seen it. ”

"Indeed," he nodded toward the scroll in respect, "I haven't thanked you yet, and without your permission, Erin wouldn't have become a teacher so soon." ”

It turned out that she had helped herself, Erin thought, throwing a grateful smile at her.

After chatting like this for a while, Fei Lin asked tentatively, "I wonder why His Highness called us here?"

"It's about education," Roland paused and looked at Erin, "I heard that you used to work in the Fortress Theater, are you a theater actor?"

"Uh......" Erin didn't expect His Royal Highness the Prince to ask herself, "I've only done one official performance." ”

"Well, I plan to put on a play in the town square every weekend," said the prince directly, "and as for the script, the playwright, and the conductor, there is only a shortage of performers." You don't have a lot of classes, and you have experience in theater, and I want you to star in this play. Of course, there will be additional compensation. I wonder if you'd like to?"

"......" Erin looked at Her Highness in disbelief, and after confirming that the other party was not joking, she nodded excitedly, "Dear Highness, I do!"

Standing on the stage and performing has always been her wish, after leaving the Long Opera House, she knew that she might never have the opportunity to perform in a play again, and when facing Filin, she did not show any regrets, but just hid her wish in the bottom of her heart. Unexpectedly, she would return to the stage one day.

"These plays are performed for the public, so the requirements are not high, as long as the story can be told clearly. Do you have any friends in the Long Song Fortress who know a certain amount of theater but want to be on stage but don't have the opportunity? If so, you can write to them and say that in the border town, there are performances every weekend, and the pay is the same as that of the fortress theater. ”

"Can I even do them? I know a lot!" said Erin, overjoyed, "and I'll write to them when I get back." If they get a chance to perform, I think they'll be happy to come to town!"

"Very well," Roland handed over the three volumes, "here's the script, it's numbered." Your show starts with the first story. The content is all adapted from books and is very close to the lives of ordinary people. You can take it back and read it carefully, and if you don't understand something, just ask the scroll. ”

"Yes, Your Highness! Thank you!" said Erin, bowing.

......

"Is that good?" the book asked, "and you came up with the stories. ”

"What does it matter, in their eyes, the prince can't write such vulgar things. Roland stretched, "And without your final editing, the script wouldn't have been completed in a short period of time." ”

"I don't think the story is vulgar at all," she shook her head, "I don't know why you know it so well, but it's all happening to the people, it's touching and thought-provoking, and the show is sure to be a big hit." ”

Of course, it will be a big hit, Roland thought, the first two plays are adapted from "Cinderella" and "The Crows in the Middle of the Night", which have been tested by the masses for a long time, the former depicts the touching love between the common people and the royal family, and the latter is the struggle of the people at the bottom against unscrupulous landlords. Of course, they are all localized, such as the witch in Cinderella turned into a witch, and the landlord in the middle of the night rooster crowed into a fierce little aristocrat. Roland plans to release a third work, The Witch's Diaries, after the first two plays have had a profound impact, which is also his real purpose.

It is a script conceived entirely by him that tells the story of three children who become witches, but each takes a completely different path. Instead of mentioning the Church directly, he focuses on the fateful journey of these three men: a child abandoned by his parents, a tool to be used, and the parents of the last lucky one still love her and give their lives to protect her. In the end, the three of them came together by chance, defeated the enemies who wanted to kill them, and achieved their own happiness like ordinary people.

Roland intends to make "The Witch's Diaries" into a series to recreate the three views of outsiders, and in the twists and turns of the drama, implant the idea that everyone's loved ones can become witches, and they are not evil. (To be continued.) )