Tansang City is a small town located at the southernmost tip of the Southerory.

  Although called a city, it's really more like an ordinary small town.

  Due to its remote location, Tansang City rarely sees any visiting merts or tourists.

  The only road leading out of Tansang City ects directly to Nosrick, a rge city far away in the Southerory.

  However, even with this e, there is very little traffic betweewo pces because Tansang City is a self-suffit border town.

  For its residents, as long as they maintain a subsistence-level lifestyle, they sider themselves quite fortunate.

  Naturally, this ck of pressing needs dampens any desire for travel.

  Merts from other areas seldom visit due to the city's isoted location and the absence of any valuable local products.

  As a result, the residents of Tansang City often g behind in awareness of world events.

  Even signifit ges, such as shifts in the imperial family, are only heard about occasionally from people returning from the city or from traveling merts.

  But today, something unpreted happened in this small city.

  Doyle, an apprentice bcksmith in Tansang City, was heading home after his usual day assisting the old bcksmith.

  As he made his way through the streets, a lively crowd caught his attention.

  "What’s going on? Why is it so lively?"

  Seeing a fellorentice from the paint shop in the crowd, Doyle quickly approached to inquire.

  "Oh, Doyle! Look, that’s a troupe from Nosrick. They even have a magi with them!" the paint apprentice said with a grin. "They seem to be some sort of theatrical troupe. Although I’m irely sure, I think it’s something like a stage py. But we don’t have any theaters here in Tansang City. Where are they pnning to perform?"

  "A stage py?"

  Feeling somewhat disappointed, Doyle g the people in the ter of the crowd aantly shook his head.

  He had once seen a stage py on a rare trip to the town.

  Holy, it was quite b—just a few people singing and dang on a makeshift ptform.

  Their exaggerated performances left the young Doyle bewildered and sleepy; it was less eaining thareet performances by circus artists.

  So, hearing that these visitors might also be here for some kind of stage py, Doyle immediately lost i and turo head home before su.

  However, just as he was about to leave...

  "Oh, a movie! I heard about it once when I was visiting town and ran into old Nori. They say it’s something fresh and novel, something that make even children ugh out loud."

  "Yeah, I’ve heard of it too. It seems quite iing. Who would’ve thought that we’d get to experienething like this—a thing even the nobles haven’t enjoyed yet?"

  "When I went to town st time, I saw it from a distance. I didn’t have time to watch, but everyone ing out seemed incredibly happy, like they had all won a huge prize or something. Look! I evehe flyer I got back then. No matter what, I have to see this movie for myself this time."

  Hearing the chatter of the passersby, Doyle's steps halted abruptly.

  Though initially indifferent to the otion, he now found himself curious about this thing called a movie.

  He still thought these adults might be exaggerating, having not seen much of the world themselves, but Doyle, naturally fond of such things, couldn't help but want to see it for himself.

  The main reason was that he khere wasn’t much he could do if he went home now, so he might as well linger a while longer.

  As people discussed enthusiastically, those in the crowd began to beat drums and g gongs, setting up for their event.

  Soon, a huge white cloth was erected in the ter of the square, and those maintaining order divided the initially chaotic crowd into several lines.

  Finally, amidst Doyle’s fusion, a man emerged from the crowd and announced loudly, "Due to the ck of a local theater in Tansang City, this movie will be sed outdoors. The city square will be cordoned off, and admission will cost five copper s. You may n any food with you; anyone caught sneaking food in will be asked to leave immediately."

  This no-food policy was a lesson learned from previous sings in Nosribsp;

  Initially, wheions were x, many people brought snacks with them, whiot only spoiled the viewing experience for others but also left behind a mess that took time to up.

  Given that this outdoor sing had no limit on attendance, one could imagihe potential problems if everyone brought their own food.

  To prevent this, they simply banned bringing food altogether this time.

  As the crowd buzzed with surprise and murmuring, their attention was quickly drawn to the faint images appearing on the rge white cloth in the distance.

  "Heavens, what kind of magic is that?"

  "It looks so thrilling! Is this a movie?"

  "Is it really just five copper s?"

  As the trailer started to py on loop in the distahe audieed with excitement.

  Many people, after a moment of daze, quickly rushed toward the tral square, eager not to miss the movie, and Doyle was among them.

  Just watg a brief one-mirailer was enough for Doyle to discard his previous biases about movies.

  Now, his only thought was to secure a ticket before anyone else.

  He had pletely fotten about getting home on time.

  When he arrived at the se, sure enough, he saw the tral square cordoned off and a rge s big enough that, with good eyesight, you could just make out the images from outside.

  "One movie ticket, please!"

  Handing over the five copper s he earoday without hesitation, Doyle was grateful for his stamina, as he was among the first to get in.

  Soon, with people gradually entering and mathering outside the square to watch, the first-ever movie sing in the remote border town of Tansang City began.

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