"How's it going?" Randolph asked eagerly.
The priest who went to inquire about the news replied, "There were a little more people on their side than on our side yesterday."
The masters on the side couldn't help but frowned, as if they were not very satisfied with the result.
"Yeah!" Randolph waved his fist excitedly, as if he had defeated Claire.
The masters became confused after seeing such excited Randolph. Did you hear it wrong? There are more people watching over there than here. Why are you so happy?
Morey couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, "Bishop Randolph, why are you so excited? There are more people watching over there than here."
Randolph calmed down the excitement in his heart a little. These masters had never fought with Claire, and they had no idea how difficult he was. If they knew, they would know that it is very rare to maintain such results. According to Randolph, a tie is equivalent to a win. But how can you say such a thing? You can only say it in another sentence, "It's good that we tied with the opponent on the first day. This is a good sign. We will definitely overtake the opponent later!"
"And the other party gave away free popcorn, so it attracted some people. Tomorrow we will follow their example and give away some free snacks. This way the other party will have no advantage. Maybe we can win back later."
After hearing this explanation, the faces of the masters looked a little better. What so many of their masters created together is actually not as good as Wendy, who just took over. It would be a shameful thing if word got out about this.
On the other side, on Grand Theater's side, Regan also reported to Claire the number of people on Randolph's side yesterday.
Claire After listening, his face was calm, with no hint of joy or sorrow at all.
Wendy noticed something, and stepped forward to comfort him, "Our numbers are greater than those of the opponents, and we haven't lost either."
Claire smiled, "Although the other party's show is new and can attract a lot of people, our story has also reached its climax... Forget it, I don't care about winning or losing."
"Then what do you care about?" Wendy couldn't help but ask.
Claire didn't answer, just found an excuse and was vague. But he knew in his heart that what he cared about was that if the other party did this in Nafu City, the influence of Church of Light would become greater and greater. And his original wish at the beginning was that he did not want the church to spread in Nafu City. But if the other party did this, the influence would be greater than the previous missionary work.
"The plot of "Warner and Millie" is almost over, let's start rehearsing the next show." Claire said, Randolph has just started, and they have also come up with new programs to match each other. Otherwise, if they don't come up with something new, all the residents will be attracted to it.
Wendy also nodded and responded, "Okay."
In the following week, Nafu City was very lively. A new program came out in the East District, and the South District responded immediately, and the quality was not bad.
Grand Theater in the East District gives away free popcorn, and God of Light in the South District gives away free drinks and pictures of God of Light.
Almost everyone saw that the two families were tit-for-tat, but they were all enjoying it. The performances they watched these days were free, and there were even benefits. They were the ones who benefited, and they wished the two families could continue to fight.
However, they didn't think that deeply. They all thought it was a battle of spirits or a fight for the benefit of the theater in the future. They are just ordinary civilians who don't see things from a high enough perspective and level. They don't even know that this is an overt and covert struggle between Claire and the church.
"Is that Wendy really that strong? It's been so many days and there are still so many high-quality stories that I can't keep up with!" Mullen, known as the most powerful scriptwriter in the kingdom in the past fifty years, said with a headache and rubbed the few strands of hair on his head.
The faces of the other masters are also somewhat tired. They have been at Nafu City for two or three weeks. The competition between Grand Theater and Grand Theater in the East District these days has been mixed. However, the non-stop performances these days have almost exhausted their bodies. It would be fine if they were free to perform, but the problem is that they are writing essays. There are many concerns when it comes to the church, so the process will be particularly laborious. Fortunately, there are more people who can brainstorm ideas, otherwise they would not be able to survive long ago.
Randolph is also very confused. According to his opinion, with so many masters on his side, Claire's side should be the first to fail. Why did his side have problems first? There seemed to be no end to the storylines on the other side, and the content was quickly compiled the next day after a program ended.
It would be detrimental to me if we continue like this. The cost of hiring so many masters is a lot of money. Even if the church is wealthy, it will feel distressed if they continue to hire them for a few months. That is tens of millions Gold Coins.
I didn't get any results, but spent tens of millions of Gold Coins. Even if the Pope didn't tell me, I would feel embarrassed.
Randolph is now in a dilemma. Things have progressed to this point, and it is no longer up to him to decide whether to fight or not.
On the other side, Wendy was jumping up and down and humming a cheerful tune, in a particularly good mood.
These days, she has been fighting against all the seniors from a distance. Although there are losses and losses in the end, she can always feel that her strength is steadily improving, and her reputation is getting bigger and bigger in the kingdom. Being able to fight against so many senior masters and still not fall behind, this kind of reputation is not something that everyone can have.
But this is thanks to Claire who has been staying in Grand Theater to help these past few weeks. The scripts and general production were all completed by him. Wendy only needs Just be responsible for putting on a good performance, which saves a lot of worry. If Claire hadn't been there, Wendy alone wouldn't have been able to take turns wrestling with so many senior masters.
"Lord Claire!" Wendy saw Claire from a distance and trotted over. Finally, he stood in front of Claire excitedly, with his hands behind his back and looking at Claire expectantly.
"Lord Claire, what show will you perform next? The story of Cinderella? Or the Count of Monte Cristo?"
Claire waved his hand, pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache, and said, "I won't perform for now, let's take a rest for two days."
"Ah?" Wendy looked shocked.
"I'll give you a few days off." Claire showed a slight smile.
Like Randolph, Claire is not having a good time these days. Because of the conflict with the other party, he keeps putting out new programs, and the other side keeps putting out performances related to God of Light, although it seems that he can't fight with the other party. Yes, but Church of Light's influence within Nafu City has further increased. Some people who originally had no interest in Church of Light developed a slight fondness for Church of Light after watching their performance.
This is not what Claire wants to see. If the fight continues like this, even if the opponent is dragged to death in the end, the influence of the church in Nafu City will be much greater than at the beginning.
"Oh! Okay." Wendy nodded, not wanting to ask why. Claire must have his reasons for doing this.
"Have a good rest tomorrow." Claire reached out and touched Wendy's head, "You have been coming to Nafu City for so many days and you haven't had a good stroll yet. Take this opportunity to go shopping."
Wendy's head was pressed down by Claire's hand, and he responded in a low voice, "I will do it."
But after a while, Wendy couldn't help but ask, "If we stop here, the other side will definitely take the opportunity to catch up."
"No, rest assured, and I have already thought of a new way to deal with it."
"What can we do?" Wendy asked curiously.
"Children, don't be so curious." Claire made a fist and gently hammered Wendy's head.
Wendy wrinkled his nose, snorted, and thought to himself: Lord Claire You are only sixteen today, and you are not even older than me, so why am I a child.