To be honest, Frederica hadn't expected much from the so-called Magic Shadow. She'd heard rumors about it in the Northern Frontier.
Of course, she'd only heard about it. The kingdom regularly sent people to visit the border troops, usually accompanied by dance troupes, theater troupes, acrobats, and the like. But the most common visitors were always bards, mainly because they were cheap.
A bard from the south had described the Holy Mountain Journey in the most extravagant terms.
But the story hadn't resonated much with the soldiers. Aside from unanimously agreeing that the potion factory's management deserved to die, they still preferred jokes about female knights' corruption.
In her view, Magic Shadow was just a way of storing plays made for the amusement of a small circle of people in Magic Crystal.
But why did Galina look so excited?
The moment they entered their box at the Wranglers Theater, Galina began sobbing. She could wring water out of her handkerchief, and she was almost gasping for breath.
"Does she have asthma?" Frederica asked worriedly.
"She's fine," Yuffie said calmly. "She's the president of the Around-the-Continent Support Club for Mr. Raul. She gets like this whenever she has a chance to see him in person."
"Who's Mr. Raul?" Frederica asked.
Wasn't the name Around-the-Continent Support Club a little over the top? It sounded like some sort of international organization.
Frederica watched Galina pull a banner out of her backpack. It read, "Top-Rated Actor, Incredible Acting, Perfectly Handsome Raul Mikkelsen."
Then Galina hung it on the railing of their box. The words even glowed in the dark.
"He's an actor, the star of the Holy Mountain Journey, and the star of The Hunt. He's probably the best actor in Magic Shadow so far. There aren't many Magic Shadow actors, but I do