The years when I was a nobleman in the world of Terra

Goldfinger kiss, why don't you draw an electrocardiogram for me?

Charlotte was about to faint. In less than a minute, Goldfinger gave him four different favorability reminders. Either he had auditory hallucinations, or Goldfinger malfunctioned, right?

So who can tell me that the gold finger has broken down, how to repair it?

[There is no malfunction in this system, and the favorability prompt is accurate]

Accurate?Are you sure you're not kidding me?

[This system never jokes]

Can a normal person's favorability go up and down like a roller coaster in 1 minute?

[W is a normal person? 】

One sentence completely blocked all the words Charlotte wanted to say next. What Goldfinger said was indeed true, that girl W was not a normal person at all.

[Favorite degree fluctuates violently, this system cannot give a relatively reasonable quantitative value]

Goldfinger was still speaking in Charlotte's mind with that unmasculine mechanical voice.

[In view of the special situation of the target person w, this system consulted a considerable amount of information from ancient times to the present, and came to a final conclusion. 】

【Fear】

afraid of what?

Goldfinger, what is w afraid of? !

However, no matter how much Charlotte asked questions, Goldfinger in his mind had already refused to answer any of his questions.

He was completely stunned, completely unable to figure out why W would fluctuate greatly in his favorability because of fear.

"Mr. Charlotte, are you all right?"

Xia Luo, who was stunned in place suddenly, made Lin Guang feel a little worried.

"You look bad."

"Viscount Charlotte?"

Count Anthony also cared about Charlotte.

"Should I take a break first, just like what the Linguang Knight said, your expression is really not right."

"It's okay, I just thought of some problems."

Charlotte waved her hand.

"It's okay, let's move on."

The tour continues, but Charlotte's mind is obviously not on Earl Anthony's theater.

He has been thinking about what kind of things can make her feel scared by a character like W who does his own thing.

Fear, or dread, is one of the negative emotions of human beings, most of which are caused by being hurt by something or something.

So, Miss W, what have you ever been hurt by?

It doesn't seem like a physical injury, because W once told him that the so-called mercenaries are a group of people with their heads pinned to their waists.They don't care about their own lives, and they never care about other people's lives, let alone some injuries on their bodies.

Since it is not physical, then there is a high probability that it is spiritual.

Could it be that w was hurt by love, so when he needed to face his own feelings again, he hesitated because of fear, and because of hesitation, he couldn't give his own answer.

This guess is very reliable, but who is the person who hurt W emotionally?

Or it should be put this way, in W's short life, who has he ever had true affection for?

Thinking over and over again, Charlotte ruled out countless guesses and conclusions one by one. In the end, there was only one person's name left in his mind-Teresia.

Chapter 61 Chapter 60 Soon

Teresia, this is probably not a particularly unfamiliar name to every "Tomorrow's Ark" player.

The core of the Tower of Babel, the former king of Kazdel, and also the white moonlight in the hearts of all Sarkaz people including W.

In the plot, Teresia actually doesn't have too many descriptions, and most of the time she can only live in someone's memory.But even so, Charlotte has seen their guesses about Teresia's life experience from the videos or articles produced by many boat tour tycoons.

But guesses are just guesses after all, and there will never be a fan who has not been backstabbed by the official. Charlotte dare not fully believe the guesses of the bosses.The only thing that is certain is that w's feelings for Teresia are hot and sincere, or it is not an exaggeration to use the word "fan girl" to describe it.

Especially after Teresia lost her life in a certain accident, w's personality changed drastically, and she continued to collect intelligence and evidence, and walked on a road of revenge.

This is all the information officially released before Charlotte did not travel, and of course there is no problem with the accuracy.So he thought over and over again, probably the only person who can hurt W emotionally is Teresia.

Teresia's death brought W an unforgettable painful memory, and this memory has been buried deep in the heart of the Sarkaz girl, making her hesitate to continue when facing a new relationship. Take even one step forward.

Ptsd strikes.

Maybe change it to a more literary term.

Don't dare to go too deep, for fear of a big dream; dare not count the hexagrams, for fear that the world will be impermanent.

When too much affection is spent on a certain person, it is really difficult to have the energy to love other people.

It's not that Charlotte can't understand it, he's just thinking about what he should do.

Persevere, or give up.

A girl with an unpredictable personality like w, even a veteran in the field of love, may not have the confidence to say that she can control it 100%, and the Sarkaz girl's style of doing things as she pleases will only make people around her more happy. More unstable factors.

Giving up seems to be the most reasonable and wise option, and directly disregarding the relationship with W can also save a lot of unnecessary worries.

But is it really necessary to do this?

Charlotte closed her eyes and thought quietly for a few seconds.

Then, Charlotte figured it out thoroughly.

Why did he hesitate? Isn't it because he still has an obsession with w in his heart? Then there is nothing else to think about.

Perhaps in the eyes of some rationalists, his behavior is no different from courting death, and it is easy for people to have some bad impressions of him.

so what?

I'm cheap, I'm a gluttonous body, is there a problem?

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Charlotte's face again.

"Mr. Charlotte, I can feel that your mood seems to have returned to a normal state."

Linguang whispered in Charlotte's ear.

"Well, it tastes normal."

The forest guard also gave his own opinion.

"Well, I figured out something."

Charlotte opened her eyes again, and gently covered the small hands of Linguang and the forest guard.

"Mr. Charlotte, you suddenly..."

The ears on Linguang's head stood up with a "pop", and a blush appeared on his pretty face.

"Is this not possible?"

"It's not that it can't be done, it's just a little sudden..."

"No, it's not possible, then it's possible."

Charlotte said with a smile.

"Where are you, Forest Watcher?"

"It doesn't matter."

Foresters are not people who care about such things.

"Cough-cough-"

Earl Anthony's light cough.

"Understood, understood."

Charlotte let go of his hand, and he also felt that if the intimacy continued in such a public way, Linguang's little head could directly boil hot water.

"You young people, do you have any morals?"

Count Anthony coughed lightly.

"I know you three young people have a good relationship, but don't you also have to take into account the feelings of an old man like me."

But fortunately, Earl Anthony just said it casually, and immediately brought up this topic.

"Viscount Charlotte, do you have anything to say after visiting my theater?"

"First of all, the first point, the interior decoration."

Charlotte held out a finger.

"It's time to renovate your theater, Earl Anthony."

"I know this. When the funds are in place, I will arrange staff immediately."

Count Anthony nodded.

"Anything else, is there anything else you want to say?"

"I would like to know what is the specific price of theater tickets."

"Prices, generally speaking, are divided into two types."

Count Anthony seemed to have expected such a question from Charlotte, and he took out the tickets he had prepared from his pocket.

"The one on my left is an ordinary ticket, worth 20 Longmen coins, and the one on my right is a VIP ticket, worth 100 Longmen coins."

Charlotte took the ticket handed over by Earl Anthony, and then took a closer look.

Different from the paper tickets in the cinema in his previous life, the tickets that Count Anthony handed him were more like some kind of metal products.The difference between ordinary tickets and VIP tickets is probably that the lines and styles on them are different.

In Casimir, where paper printing is not completely popular, this style of tickets should be relatively common.

As for the ticket price, Charlotte felt that Earl Anthony's pricing was very conscientious. Except for the poorest poor, it should be no problem at all to pay the price of an ordinary ticket.

"What about the promotion? Generally speaking, how do you carry out the promotion of movies?"

According to Charlotte's observations in the past few days, in the land of Casimir, when merchants want to carry out a certain promotion, they usually distribute handwritten leaflets by hand.

This kind of publicity is not bad, it's just that Charlotte has a better idea.But before that, he still wanted to hear what Count Anthony did on weekdays.

"Propaganda? My theater has never done such a thing as publicity?"

The arrogance on Count Anthony's face was obvious, but soon, the expression on his face froze.

Because he, who has been immersed in the glory of the past, has come to his senses. If it is not because of his downfall, he does not need to seek certain cooperation with Charlotte.

"I've never thought about publicity before."

Count Anthony's expression became a little embarrassed.

"Because the name Earl Anthony was the best publicity before."

Well, after hearing what Earl Anthony said, Charlotte finally knew why the operation of this theater was getting worse day by day.

The saying "The smell of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley" is not a big problem in itself, but if there are a group of people selling barbecue at the entrance of the alley every day, and by the way, pulling customers to their taverns, then it is your wine. Fragrance, I'm afraid it won't attract many guests.

This is the situation that Count Anthony is facing now, no... it is even worse.

The existence of knight idol performances is almost the gap between Asuna and Yoshiko Hanabata for Earl Anthony's theater.

"Propaganda work is a must."

said Charlotte.

"The question is, how do we go about promoting it?"

"Or, let's pay to hire someone to distribute leaflets, and I can also send out all the servants in my castle."

"No, it's not enough for people to hand out leaflets. We need to do a lot more."

Charlotte shook her head slightly.

"If you want to make a work that no one knows widely known, the most important thing is to increase the popularity of the work itself. Not only those who have seen it are responsible for word of mouth, but we also need to make people who have not seen it, We all know the name of this work."