I Became A Playwright In Medieval Fantasy

“It’s a pleasure to meet you in person, Phantom. I’m honored to finally have the chance, especially since you’re known for being quite reclusive.”

“The honor is mine, Professor. The truth is, while planning my new project, I found myself intrigued by elven culture. So, I decided to incorporate some Eastern elements into my next work.”

“Hehe, I see. So that’s why you invited me to such a fancy place?”

Professor Gabi took a sip from her porcelain tea cup, savoring the rich, fragrant brew.

We were meeting in a teahouse located in the bustling capital city. The place was styled like an ancient inn straight out of the Eastern world, with intricate woodwork and delicate decor.@@novelbin@@

The restaurant was run by elves who, for various reasons, resided in the Empire, offering traditional World Tree-style cuisine. For an average academy student, this kind of luxury would be out of reach, but I didn’t have to worry about that.

‘After all, the Imperial seal on this ring takes care of everything.’

It was a credit card of sorts, gifted to me by the palace to maintain the dignity of the renowned playwright Phantom. Once I presented it, the elf staff immediately ushered us into the best room with the finest view.

“So, you’re working on a new piece with an elven style. That’s quite an interesting idea, Phantom.”

The professor raised her eyebrows slightly as she picked up a piece of dongpo pork with her chopsticks. After swallowing the succulent, well-seasoned pork, she asked, “But you do realize there’s a significant difference between elven theater and human theater, right? It’s not something human actors can easily imitate overnight.”

“That’s exactly why I asked for your help, Professor. You’re a master of elven art, after all.”

Professor Gabi, having lived for over two centuries, was indeed a master of many things. Whether it was swordsmanship, painting, or even composition, she was a true polymath when it came to the arts.