Benjamin followed the man in the suit to the theater's backstage area.
The backstage was huge, yet with people constantly coming and going, it did not seem spacious at all. Figures in all manner of bizarre costumes passed through: a young man in an evening suit and top hat, a woman in a short skirt with big curls, a clown fat as a ball... and someone wearing a wig pierced straight through by a knife, carrying a bloodstained violin over his shoulder.
This was also an exceptionally noisy place. People who looked like managers, actors, prop handlers, makeup artists, musicians... countless groups huddled together, and who knew what they were discussing. In any case, on the eve of a performance, the entire backstage was as bustling and fiery as a battlefield.
Benjamin was actually rather glad about that.
In a place this noisy, if he sensed something was wrong, he could slip away at any time without much to worry about.
However, with so many people around, finding the owner of that robe fragment would probably not be easy.
By his rough estimate, there were already over a hundred people backstage. Finding one person among more than a hundred was no easy task.
"Here, this is Mr. Henry. All you need to do is cooperate with him," the man in the suit said, quickly leading Benjamin before a young man in a top hat.
Mr. Henry looked like a proud magician. He merely nodded without speaking.
Benjamin did not react much either. He was busy observing the people around him and had no time to respond.
Seeing this, Magician Henry frowned.
"Will this do? Finding a beggar to play a beggar is certainly realistic, but isn't it a little too realistic? I don't think this child has the ability to