"Tremble!" "Rosell" on the stage said. "When the new 'Black Emperor' descends upon the earth, he will overturn the entire world. That will be the end and disaster of the whole world!"
There was no surprise, no applause. The audience in the theater became intensely focused, so focused that their expressions had grown somewhat stiff.
In Hobart's eyes, the atmosphere was gradually becoming strange, and the sense of danger was growing stronger and stronger.
There was something wrong with "Rosell" on the stage!
Hobart immediately made his judgment. "Stop the performance!"
With a rustle, everyone either turned around or twisted their heads to look at Hobart.
"That idiot Bolunov!" "Rosell" said. "He actually failed to notice that there was a demigod among the Loen Royal Family delegation!"
Hobart grabbed Alice and Bertlem by their collars and dragged them backward.
As soon as the Princess and Prince moved, they returned to normal and revealed surprised expressions.
Leikemengte, who had been guarding the rear, also seemed to come back to his senses. He hurried over to assist them, supporting Bertlem as they ran outside.
The Fenebote side also reacted, swiftly covering Princess Aishe and the Prince as they headed toward another exit.
Everyone else remained seated without moving, as though they were still enjoying the performance.
For Hobart and Leikemengte, leaving this place first was the best choice. No one knew whether Fenebote's demigod was an ally or an enemy.
Only after leaving the theater did Alice ask Hobart, "What happened just now?"
"There's something wrong with that actor!" Hobart gave a brief answer. He did not dare draw a definite conclusion about what exactly was wrong, but there was certainly something wrong.
Just as he finished speaking, Hobart, who was walking ahead, suddenly stopped. The path ahead was not the way