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Theater Ruins-01 Black Guardian
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It is the autumn in an age of prosperity...
And today, attending our stage of "Paragon Sovereign", are dignitaries and ladies with insight and appreciation for the arts...
And wherefore? Because a rare performance graces the "Paragon Sovereign" tonight!
...As you all know, we have a play that has been shelved for quite some time. Only when the right actor is cast, can it take to the stage.
...Those clapping in the audience, you must be a scholar in plays! The last time this was performed, I was still in my nappies!
To tell you the truth, we hit a stroke of luck in raising a new actor. He may be new to the stage, but his moves! His alacrity! You can tell that he's the real deal at a glance!
Without further ado, feast your eyes folks! Raise the curtains...
As the curtain rises, gongs and drums roar on the stage. The expectant audience falls into silence. The stage quickly erupts into a battlefield as soldiers with various weapons appear onstage.
Yaaah——!
The commander storms the camp's colorful gate waving his spear. It collides with the enemies' blades; their faces press against each other. Suddenly, the enemies are sent somersaulting, their braids flying in the air.
Your Majesty—the Iron City is in peril. Without any soldiers to break through their formation—
The city gates—will be open to the rebels!
My people! Who is willing—to heed the call—and quell this rebellion?
I shall go!
The music stops abruptly. The warriors, scholar, commander, and the emperor shift their gazes to a figure that has leaped onto the stage.
I might just be a mere civilian, but I have earned myself a name of "Black Guardian" in the streets. I volunteer!
You might don humble robes, but you are one of good heart!
I come bearing the will of my friend. I have fought with rebels on my way here, and suffered much. Yet so, I only wish to defeat the rebels so as to comfort my friend's spirit in Heaven!
If you send me, the rebels will surely underestimate me due to my age. Then I shall take their leader's head, and the rebels will scatter.
Good child, when you return in triumph, I will hire a renowned craftsman to forge a suit of armor worthy only of your brave soul!
I will reward you for your outstanding bravery!
I shall not let you down, Your Majesty!
