The real ringmaster had remained in the lounge, monitoring the main venue ever since announcing the opening performance.
The butler, whose head was a candlestick, had stayed by his side the entire time.
Once the Stage Play had been arranged and the audience had selected their identities, the ringmaster softly asked,
"Butler, what do you think?"
"Night of Terror is a relatively difficult Stage Play script with an extremely high death rate. Most participants will likely end up being killed by Matthew... However, there have been survivors before.
Mr. Han must have seen through something to voluntarily participate.
I cannot judge how much he has seen through. All I can say is that his choice of the dog indicates he has deduced some of the Stage Play's secrets, but whether he can see through it completely will depend on his later performance."
The ringmaster shook a finger instead.
"No... This fellow has probably already seen through it.
He possesses a strong 'Performance Talent,' or rather, he is an actor himself. His acting skills may well be on par with Matthew's.
It is simply that Truth Sealing prevents him from fully displaying his side as an actor.
This Stage Play will be very interesting."
The butler was equally astonished. He had not expected the ringmaster to give such a high evaluation... Even members of the circus troupe rarely received such praise.
The two of them seemed never to have had any direct contact. If there had been contact, it was only when the ringmaster had spread the Black Mist during the opening, seemingly brushing against Han Dong indirectly.
Just then,
the butler suddenly noticed an unusual event taking place in the kennels. The candlelight atop his head turned white, expressing his shock.
"What is this fellow doing?!"
Wind and snow