The singing of the Message barely won the applause of the audience.

Part of the audience invited by Qiao Xiu were the nobles known to Sir Bai Jinghua, who were far more harsh in appreciation of art than the common people.

The reason why they gave the Message applause was because of the Message's voice. Even the layman Qiao Xiu, the layman, heard that there were several out-of-tune places in the singing just now.

"Miss Messia ended up with 2,370 votes, the highest votes so far. What do you want to say to these more than 2,000 people who support you?"

Tailin walked to the stage and handed a crystal stone microphone with a "strong voice" burned to the Messiah.

The Message had just finished singing a song, and there was a hint of blush on her cheeks. After calming down her breath, she just said "Thank you" coldly and walked off the stage.

She was forced to participate in the Message of this competition, of course, not standing here for the sake of winning, and of course she would not care about the audience's opinions.

However, the Messia's cold attitude unexpectedly increased the votes that supported her by more than 200 more votes.

"Beauty is also one of the weapons of women," Qiao Xiu whispered at this time.

"It's a pity that this weapon has no effect on a man who already has a sweetheart." Galorie retorted.

Faced with the complaints from the Flower of Fallosi, Qiao Xiu shrugged without answering, and the third contestant was welcomed on the stage.

The competition for the world singers is also going on in an orderly manner.

Unfortunately, the remaining contestants are not as lucky as the female knight.

"Even if the civilians are given a long sword, they cannot kill any demons on the battlefield."

The vulture sat in the audience and yawned a little bored. Although the performances of several audience members on stage were acceptable, they made the vulture a little sleepy.

He was about to take a nap, when it was His Highness' turn to let Bishop Dalco wake him up...

The vulture's sleepiness was awakened by a breath of death that almost suffocated him.

"impossible……"

The vulture stood up in exclamation, his eyes swept around, a lot of cold sweat overflowed from his forehead, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"Vulture, your breath is disordered, what happened?"

Bishop Dalco next to him spoke to remind the commander of the legion to remain calm, and at the same time he was puzzled as to what scared the battle-hardened commander of the legion to such an extent.

"Bike Dalco, I'm very sensitive to the undead." The vulture sat down in her seat with all her strength, looking left and right as if she saw a wild Godzilla coming to the venue.

No...If it is a creature like a dragon, the vulture is confident to escape under such powerful creatures.

"I know." Bishop Dalco said.

"Firteen daytime banshees have been wandering in the theater since the beginning of the performance. Although these banshees are dangerous, they have no malice. The most important thing is that these banshees cannot harm His Highness the sage at all."

There was uncontrollable tension in the vulture's voice, and his back was completely wet with cold sweat.

Ordinary undead cannot harm the saint Helolia who is protected by the holy light, and the excellent knight Message is protecting the saint with her personal care.

Only the vulture could sit in the audience and enjoy this competition safely, but just now... the vulture felt a terrible aura appearing behind the scenes of the stage.

This aura of death has far surpassed all the undead that the vultures have touched, and is so rich that it is like a vast ocean.

That is a soul that is comparable to the Nolan Sage! Even... it may be above the Nolan Sage.

"Didn't the player under the Chaos Demon who can defeat His Highness the Saint, so did he use such despicable means?"

After listening to the vulture's narration, Bishop Darko was angry and leaning on a cane to stand up and save His Highness.

But in the next second, the saint Helolia walked out from behind the scenes without any harm.

The saint dressed very simple, and her clothes were even far less beautiful than the white long skirt of Messia.

The saint's appearance seemed to have been changed, and there was a slight similarity in its facial features, allowing Bishop Darko to recognize that she was the saint Helolia.

Other places look like a very ordinary girl next door.

"Holy Maiden...is it okay?"

Bishop Dalco didn't know why the Saint did this, but he breathed a sigh of relief, but he still stubbornly wanted to go from the stage.

He could not believe in the Chaos Demon...

The Chaos Demon used this chanter competition to officially declare war on the Holy Kingdom. On the battlefield dominated by the Chaos Demon, he had absolutely reason to put some traps or use some despicable means for the Saint's performance.

For example, there is no accompaniment, or the accompaniment is completely wrong along the way.

Bishop Darko could not accept having a group of laymen perform the hymn sung by His Highness!

"My name is Riya, and I come from the Kingdom of Holy Church."

Helolia generously introduced herself to everyone.

"The Kingdom of Holy Church, Miss Riya, do you know that the people of Nolan now have some bad views on the Kingdom of Holy Church."

It was not Qiao Xiu who asked this question, but Jia Loli.

After experiencing the Black Wood Forest Fire, this Farosi Flower has completely hated the Kingdom of Holy Church.

This hatred naturally spread to the ordinary people in the Holy Kingdom.

Unfortunately, Garoli cannot protect her home with bows and arrows and avenge her enemies like those black wood elves.

But Gallori knew that she had another weapon, that is her charm and words as the flower of Fallosi.

This is also a weapon held by Qiao Xiu.

Under the question from Garoli, there were indeed many posts questioning Miss Leah on the Spellcaster Forum.

The Black Wood Forest Fire, which had been silent in Nolan for a long time, was dug out again this time by someone with ulterior motives.

"Miss Jia Loli...I...I don't know these things..."

Helolia's tone sounded a little scared, and she looked like an ignorant mass living in the Holy Kingdom.

"Is that true?"

When Gallorie saw Helolia's "fear" and "fear" look, she did not continue to make things difficult for her.

Otherwise, to outsiders, it would be Galorie, a long-standing actress, who is deliberately making things difficult for a newcomer.

Galloli knew that doing so would have an impact on her reputation.

"Miss Riya... right?" Qiao Xiu did not expose the acting skills of the person in front of him, but began to cooperate with her performance.

"Um."

She nodded, and the smile on her face made people feel very close.

At this time, she was no longer the lofty saint in the holy city, but a very ordinary girl. It seemed that anyone who went out to buy a bouquet of flowers or a bottle of milk could see the girl next door.

Such a people-friendly character is very consistent with the theme of the world singer.

Of course, she answered the questions she asked about her in her own fabrication. When the answer ended, it was finally her turn to start the formal performance.

Helolia made a gesture to the stage, signaling Bishop Dalko to be calm, then held the microphone Tailin handed her, and started singing as an ordinary civilian girl, Riya.
Chapter completed!