Chapter 467 The Relativity of Fairness

Under the effect of magic, the environment on the stage has turned into a dark cave behind the waterfall. Theo Sis, dressed in a tattered aristocratic hunting suit, climbed out of the water wetly, used his sword as a crutch to support his body, and limped into the cave.

Under Sherman's performance, the protagonist's alert and panicked expression and stumbling steps make it seem as if the real Theo Theus is now attached to his body.

"How do you feel about this scene, Lord Zast? If it were true, the protagonist's hunting suit should have been simpler and neater. But now, his clothes have been decorated with many complicated decorations."

The Speaker glanced at the protagonist on the stage, raised his eyebrows, and turned his gaze to Anvis, with an expression on his face that seemed as if he was about to smile but didn't.

"Every time this happens, I always have some doubts. For the so-called 'artistic effect', we can even give up 'authenticity'. Sir Zast, do you think this trade-off is right?"

“Whether the choice is correct depends on whose position you stand on.”

Avis also turned his eyes away from the stage and shook his head without giving a direct answer.

"The purpose of a performer is to please the audience as much as possible. So, if from the performer's perspective, it can make the audience feel better, the value is undoubtedly greater than 'authenticity'.

From the perspective of a theater owner, his ultimate goal is the box office revenue, so better viewing experience and greater popularity are more important than authenticity. "

"Most of the visitors come here to kill time. So more beautiful costumes are undoubtedly a plus point.

Perhaps, this is an incongruous point that detracts points only for those viewers who pursue greater realism. "

As he spoke, Avis took a sip of the clear spring of magic power, his tone hinting at something.

"But these people are always a tiny minority, aren't they?"

"That is to say, as long as the result is beneficial to the majority of people, then this thing should be done, right?"

The black-robed Speaker nodded, his tone thoughtful.

"I need to point out that there is one word in your statement that is not accurate. It is not 'should' do it, but 'worth' doing it."

Avis corrected the other party's words.

“Many times, we often need to make a choice between the majority and the minority. In that case, giving up the benefits of a few people is often more worthwhile than giving up the benefits of the majority.”

“Indeed, the majority is often more important than the minority.”

The Speaker smiled and nodded.

“But is this trade-off fair to the minority?”

“It may not be fair to a few people, but the purpose of the theater is to serve the majority of people because that is where the bulk of their income comes from.

If the selection is based on a small number of people, it will be unfair to the theater and the majority of people."

Avis shrugged and spread his hands slightly.

"So, Mr. Farr, in my opinion, fairness is relative. There is only fairness for the majority and fairness for the minority."

“Fairness for the majority and fairness for the minority, quite an interesting insight.”

Listening to Avis's remarks, the Speaker nodded with great interest, looked at Avis with his dark eyes, and suddenly changed the subject.

"However, Master Zast, I think the one meeting me here now is not your real body, right?"

"Did you see that? It is indeed impolite of me to meet you as a clone. But my real body is far away in another country, and I am traveling abroad as a clone only for personal safety reasons."

After a slight pause, Avis nodded and admitted it generously, with a just the right amount of helplessness on his face.

"After all, my strength is still very weak. And there are too many dangers in this world. If I don't use a clone to go out, I might suddenly bump into something that is far beyond my strength while walking.

Only by keeping awe in mind at all times can we survive longer in this world."

"...Don't belittle yourself too much, Master Zast. In the field of clone magic, you are still the most accomplished person below the ninth level that I have ever seen. I am afraid that even those ordinary ninth-level people cannot see through the truth."

There was a hint of weirdness on his face, and the Speaker raised his eyebrows, becoming more interested in Avis.

This was not the first time he had invited guests to meet him, but in the past, among those who were qualified to receive his invitation, there were only a few as interesting as Anvis.

During the conversation between the two, the opera on stage reached the climax of the second act.

In a passionate symphony with a rhythm like a storm, the protagonist on the stage followed the beat of the music, leaped swiftly from the entanglement and strangulation of the Black Water Serpent, narrowly avoided the fatal bite of the giant snake, and swung out a beautiful Moonlight Slash with his backhand.

When the background music reached its climax, the huge snake head fell to the ground with a bang, splashing dust and blood.

Then, the music turned to a soothing tone after the climax. The protagonist stepped over the huge snake corpse that blocked the way and saw the broken secret door in the deepest part of the cave.

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From the broken corner of the gate, countless brilliant treasures shone through, dazzling the eyes of the protagonist and the audience.

At the same time, the stage curtain slowly fell, blocking out countless greedy and regretful gazes.

"What is that, Lord Farr?"

During the intermission, Avis looked at the Speaker who was playing with a dark golden key in his hand and spoke casually.

"It's a fun little toy that can change the world if you have it."

Glancing at Avis, who had a look of curiosity in his eyes, the Speaker turned the key handle in his hand and threw it to Avis.

"Want to try it? It doesn't matter to me who activates it."

"You are joking, Lord Farr."

Startled by the other party's action, Avis took the key, looked at it, and then gently placed it on the coffee table.

"Why don't you try to activate it, Master Zast? What if what I said is true?"

Watching Avis's actions, the Speaker's gaze slowly moved up, staring into Avis' eyes, his tone meaningful.

"Just like the secret treasure in the cave is to the protagonist Theo Sis, an opportunity to change the world must be equally meaningful to a high-level prophet, right?"

"I am different from others, Lord Far. I don't want to be involved in such a big trouble as changing the world."

With the smile on his face unchanged, Avis pressed the key with his white-gloved index finger and pushed it in the direction of the Speaker.

"Just as you said, what if what you said is true?"

Coo, coo.

(End of this chapter)