Olivia thought it sounded odd.
If there was no need to force a change in an inevitable destiny, then what was the point of the Rose Legion's existence? Why couldn't they accept the existence of the Radiant Light Church?
It could only be said that the standards some people spoke of were only applied in ways that benefited themselves.
Olivia naturally wouldn't say much about it. Debating with someone from the Rose Legion was clearly a redundant act.
Besides, she had to pretend to be one of the Rose Legion's own right now.
The two of them entered the interior of the theater. After buying tickets, they came to their seats.
When the audience was entering, security backstage was at its tightest. This was to prevent the audience from wandering back there themselves.
Only after the opera began would the backstage security weaken slightly.
That would be the best time for Olivia to act.
This was what Esme Moreau had told Olivia, and it was also Esme's suggestion.
Although Olivia could enter the backstage of the theater whenever she wanted, she didn't need to show off too many extraordinary methods in front of Esme.
She just needed to play the part of an elemental mage properly.
They had arrived quite late, so shortly after they took their seats, the opera began.
On the stage, the red curtains opened, and a tall, beautiful lady with long red hair stepped out wearing a red dress.
Her arrival immediately drew loud, high-pitched cheers from the audience.
Esme couldn't help but cover her ears, smiling bitterly. "I often get a headache from these people who like to chase famous individuals. They're too fanatical, yet the object of their fanaticism clearly has nothing to do with them."
"It's because the singer provides value on a spiritual level."
"A spiritual level? That's an interesting metaphor."
Esme nodded in agreement.
Zevia Cheris, the singer on the stage, performed unhurriedly. The pleasant sound from her throat was like flowing water, exceptionally ethereal, drawing everyone's attention and immersing many in the performance.
Even Esme listened to the music with a slight look of appreciation, feeling that the singer's skill matched her reputation.
It was indeed very pleasant.
Only Olivia didn't feel much. After all, she was a transmigrator who had heard too many pop songs in her past life. What this singer performed was merely the popular music of the Holy Kelidos Empire; it really wasn't any better than the music she had heard before.
It was just average.
After listening for a short while, Olivia whispered to Esme, "I'm going backstage to check things out."
"I'll come too," Esme said immediately.
She hadn't forgotten her purpose. She needed to evaluate Olivia's actions, so naturally, she had to stay by Olivia's side at all times.
Olivia shrugged, unable to refuse Esme.
While she felt that acting alone would be much more convenient, the other woman clearly wouldn't agree.
They could only leave their seats together, pretending to head toward the restroom. No one would care about this, as it was perfectly normal for audience members to suddenly have an urgent need for the restroom during a performance.
After walking out from the rows of seats, Olivia merged into the shadows. At the same time, she moved her fingers, and a bit of the power from Elemental Praise leaked out, enveloping her.
It was the power of shadows.
To be precise, it was the power of the dark element.
Olivia used the dark element to shroud herself, making her blend into the shadows instantly.
Under these circumstances, even if someone walked right past her, they might not detect her presence.
"What ability is this?" Esme, also within the shroud of the dark element, sensed the covering shadows and couldn't help but feel curious.
she had some understanding of what abilities an elemental mage roughly had, but she hadn't heard of an ability like this.
However, because elemental mages dealt with many elements, their abilities were also quite numerous. So she was merely curious, not questioning Olivia.
Olivia had done her homework and knew the specific abilities of an elemental mage. After all, the Radiant Light Church wanted her to impersonate an elemental mage, so they would surely provide her with enough relevant information; they wouldn't let her lack knowledge about them.
"This is Dark Shadows, a skill of the Transcender class rank," Olivia explained.
"I see," Esme understood.
In fact, within the Rose Legion, Olivia had always presented herself as holding the Transcender class rank. After all, the inherent power of Elemental Praise was too strong; she couldn't use it to impersonate a Sensate at all.
Next, Olivia led Esme, weaving through the shadows continuously. They quickly reached the entrance to the backstage and easily bypassed the security personnel to get inside.
The backstage had some soundproofing equipment, making the singing from the stage much quieter. Only a few theater staff members were there, going about their work.
Esme's gaze swept the surroundings before looking back at Olivia, wanting to see how Olivia planned to find the people from the Bloody Sickle.
Not everyone here was necessarily a vampire; some staff members were just ordinary people.
But if ordinary people were harmed, it might alert the enemy, allowing those from the Bloody Sickle in the dark to escape.
So, what they did next was crucial.
Olivia glanced at Esme, who was watching her, and then walked straight ahead.
It wasn't convenient for her to bring out the King's Domain for investigation, but even without those external objects, she was capable enough to find the target precisely.
Nowadays, she wasn't the greenhorn she once was. She was someone who had experienced many transcendent events and possessed extremely rich experience in handling them, knowing how to deal with whatever situation arose.
Even if the vampires of the Bloody Sickle were staying in the theater, it was unlikely they would be working, so those currently working could be ruled out.
With a performance ongoing on stage, these vampires would likely choose to watch it, though probably not from the audience seats, but from the boxes.
In the Lyden Theater, the entrances and exits for the boxes were different from the usual ones. Because those who could enter the boxes were often rich or noble, they had a separate passage. However, no matter which passage it was, one could always get there through the backstage.
After all, in the theater, the staff needed to prepare snacks and drinks to provide to the distinguished guests in the boxes in addition to ensuring the stage effects.
Therefore, narrowing down the targets wasn't difficult.
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