After a short wait of half an hour, it was Luvita's turn.
The dark wood elf girl took the crystal that Taylin handed to her on the stage and walked onto the stage.
The stage lights made her a little uncomfortable, and when she stepped onto the stage, she was too flustered to close the magic net interface in front of her.
When Luvita came back to her senses, she was already under the gaze of more than 3,000 people in the Noland's National Theater.
No … Luvita remembered that the Chaos Demon said that there were more than 80,000 Noland's people watching the stage through a magical machine called "TV".
This was the first time Ruvita had been stared at by so many humans since she was born. Her entire body seemed to have been petrified, and she couldn't move at all. It seemed that even reaching out her hand to close the spellcaster forum interface was a mistake.
"Welcome …"
The host Taylin's voice slightly eased the "petrification" symptoms on Luvita's body.
"Hello, everyone. My name is Luvita."
At this moment, Luvita gradually found the feeling of standing on the stage and began to introduce herself under the guidance of Taylin.
This Elf young lady's voice sounded a little hoarse. Before she officially stepped onto this stage, Luvita had received a lot of training from the Lich Lord. Of course, the training here referred to her singing.
Luvita never knew how to please humans, but now that she was standing on the stage, she must make these humans like her …
Before she stepped onto the stage, Josiah gave her several "personas", such as timid, kind, tsundere, and so on … Luvita could understand most of the words, but there were a few words that she still couldn't understand.
"Miss Luvita, are you also from the Blackwood Forest like the 153rd contestant Olanca?"
After Josiah left, the Knight Of The White Thorn took over the position of the referee. He raised his hand and asked Luvita according to the script.
"Uh … Yes."
Luvita nodded when she was asked this question. She was about to squeeze a smile on her face when she realized that the mention of her hometown.
The scene of her home being burned by the fire kept echoing in her mind, which made the smile on her face stiffen.
No … I must wear a friendly smile on my face.
Ruvita could already imagine her crying face right now. The audience wasn't sitting there to see her crying face. She moved the corners of her mouth and forced out an ugly smile.
"Miss Luvita, you don't have to force yourself. We all know … the tragedy that happened in the Blackwood Forest."
The Knight Of The White Thorn noticed that the atmosphere on the stage was a little … stiff. He stood up and tried to adjust the atmosphere.
"…"
Luvita didn't know how to answer for a moment.
The Knight Of The White Thorn deliberately brought up this topic, hoping that the public would sympathize with this pitiful Elf due to the Blackwood Forest fire.
At this moment, Ruvita saw that her votes had increased through the interface of the Weave, instantly increasing by more than a thousand votes.
Perhaps this is public sympathy at work.
But … Looking at the increasing number of votes, Ruvita couldn't feel happy at all.
At this time, she also saw many posts questioning her in the "Chanter of the World" section, such as "Another Blackwood Elf?", "When did the Noland's National Theater become a charity for elves?"
Looking at these posts flashing in front of her eyes, Ruvita clenched the protocrystal in her hand and wanted to say something to refute the words of the Knight Of The White Thorn.
But she noticed Priest Olanca who was standing behind the scenes. Priest Olanca shook his head at Ruvita.
This young Elven Priestess was too impulsive, and Olanca didn't want to see her lose control on the stage.
Being reminded, Ruvita pursed her lips and could only silently listen to the Knight Of The White Thorn's monologue about how pitiful this homeless Blackwood Elf was.
Because of this, the number of votes increased to more than two thousand … Gaining sympathy was indeed useful, but Ruvita was a little unwilling.
At this moment, a message suddenly popped up in front of Ruvita's eyes. The content of the message was … "Your music teacher is pulling my collar and saying" Shut that stupid human servant up. "
The sender of the message was the "Flame Bearer." If Ruvita remembered correctly, this was the name of the Chaos Demon on the Weave.
And Ruvita's music teacher … was the terrifying Lord of Lich.
During this period of time, Ruvita had been learning new music from the Lord of Lich, so she had very little time to rest every day.
Part of the reason why Ruvita was working so hard was because she needed to collect more power of faith for the holy tree to grow. Secondly … she hoped that her singing would be recognized by the people of the Norland Continent. More accurately, she hoped that she would become famous!
"I can't stop the Knight Of The White Thorn for the time being, but Miss Ruvita, shouldn't you be a little more courageous at times like this? Please say what you really think in your heart. '
The second message appeared in front of Ruvita's eyes. She … finished reading this message.
Under the instigation of the Chaos Demon, this Dark Wood Elf girl clenched the 'microphone' in her hand, took a deep breath, and shouted out loud.
"Mr. White Jinghua! Can you please stop what you're saying! "
She shouted out loud.
Ruvita's voice echoed throughout the entire Noland's National Theater. The Knight Of The White Thorn also stopped his one-man show.
"Continue, your music teacher is clapping happily." Another message popped up, giving Ruvita a shot of adrenaline.
She swept her gaze across the audience … and glanced at the comments about the 'Elves's Relief Hospital' on the spellcaster forum. Then, she said …
"Everyone! I'm not standing here as a Dark Wood Elf! " Ruvita shouted out loud. "I'm a singer, or should I say … what you humans call an opera singer!"
Ruvita had already seen Priest Olanca's crumbling expression behind the stage, but this Elf girl couldn't care less.
"I'm standing here just so that everyone can listen to my voice and recognize … my singing. That's all!"
What this Dark Wood Elf said was not pleasing at all. It could be said that she was provoking all the people of Noland.
After she finished speaking, all the voices in the theater disappeared. The audience stared blankly at the Dark Wood Elf who was' talking nonsense '.
"Interesting … Then let us listen to your so-called singing."
At this moment, Carolee, who was sitting in the middle of the judges' table, suddenly spoke. She cupped her chin with both hands and looked at Ruvita who was standing in the middle of the stage with a thought-provoking gaze.
"The people of Noland have a much higher taste in music than you elves."
Just as Carolee said this, a daytime banshee floated in front of her and gave Carolee a small close-up.
Carolee's words were a polite response to Ruvita's provocation.
At this moment, the speed of the posts on the spellcaster forum rose to a peak again.
"Is that Dark Wood Elf planning to sing a lullaby again?"
"Miss Carolee seems to be angered."
Carolee also saw the questioning posts on the spellcaster forum. She took advantage of the gap in the camera to smile bitterly.
"Mr. Josiah, why do you want me to do something that will make the Dark Wood Elves hate?" Carolee sent a message to Josiah.
What Carolee said to Ruvita just now was all under Josiah's instructions.
"Create a topic."
Josiah's reply was only four words, but Carolee understood what Josiah was thinking.
She looked worriedly at the elven girl standing on the stage.
After the dialogue just now, Ruvita had been pushed to the highest point of public opinion in this competition. If Ruvita's following performance couldn't satisfy the audience of Noland.
Then … she would be spurned by all the audience.
"This is pushing her to the edge of a cliff, Mr. Josiah," Carolee muttered to herself.
Carolee could already vaguely hear the discussion in the audience behind her.
These human nobles originally rejected the foreign races, and Ruvita showed the arrogance of an elf in front of the humans, which also aroused the dissatisfaction of the audience present.
Carolee could already imagine the scene of the entire audience booing after Ruvita's performance.
But in the next second, the accompaniment suddenly sounded.
The crisp and rhythmic sound of strings rang throughout the entire theater. Cello? It didn't sound like it. Then, there was another rhythmic tapping sound.
Carolee tried her best to identify the instrument in the accompaniment, but the moment Ruvita opened her mouth, she was no longer in the mood to pay attention to the instrument.
"The flame began to burn in my chest …" Ruvita sang with a somewhat hoarse voice.
The singing didn't sound slow and melodious like the opera sung by the elven poets and singers.
This song was full of tight rhythm, and every drum beat in the accompaniment seemed to be knocking on the hearts of the audience.
Ruvita's deep voice was filled with anger, and as the rhythm increased … Ruvita's singing directly climbed to a peak.
Although Carolee had a taste for music, as the most ordinary listener, Carolee's first impression of this song was … cool.
Although Carolee also heard the chorus of other female voices during the singing, the audience behind her didn't care at all, and some of the audience even followed the rhythm and applauded.
Ruvita also heard the audience's applause, but she didn't have the heart to pay attention to it. When she sang all the lyrics to the rhythm and the singing climbed to the peak … A feeling of trembling filled her whole body.
This was a very comfortable feeling, and Ruvita couldn't describe it with words.
The song soon gradually came to an end, and Ruvita finally sang the last part with her slightly hoarse voice.
When the accompaniment disappeared and the singing stopped, the entire theater was silent.
The audience sat there, and there was no applause or booing.
Ruvita glanced around uneasily, and she felt that she seemed to have messed up.
She exhaled and was about to walk off the stage to be punished by Priest Olanca, but Ruvita stopped in her tracks.
Power … surged in her body.
Ruvita looked at her arm in disbelief, and a pale green light gathered in her hand.
This light wasn't magic power … but the power of faith, which could provide nourishment for the growth of the holy tree.
This power of faith …
Ruvita looked back in shock at the white projection behind her, and the projection showed a terrifying number.
Thirty-two thousand four hundred and twenty-one, more than five thousand votes more than the little girl named Rheia.
Applause. Ruvita once again heard the applause from the audience behind her. The nobles and spellcasters sitting in the audience couldn't help but stand up and applaud the Dark Wood Elf.
"You've proven your singing to everyone, Miss Elf." Carolee also stood up and applauded. "But I'm very curious … What's the name of the song you sang?"
But when Carolee asked this question, the audience showed uniform discipline, and the applause disappeared in just a few seconds.
"The name is Rolling in. The. deep …" Ruvita held back the tears in her eyes and answered.
… …
"Are you guys going to leave? Don't you want to sit down and watch tonight's performance? "
Josiah sat in the audience of another theater and watched the Undead Orchestra that had just finished playing. Behind Josiah, Heroria and Messiah had stood up and planned to leave the Noland's National Theater.
"It's enough, and this is just a qualifier, right? Mr. Josiah, "said Heroria.
"Of course, it's a pity that I may not be present for the next game."
"Really? But it doesn't matter. We will meet again in the future, Mr. Josiah. "
After leaving this sentence, Heroria pushed the door and left with Messiah.
"More than 32,000 votes …"
Josiah waved his hand and opened the magic network interface. The topic of the original spellcaster forum about Rheia was replaced by a Dark Wood Elf named Ruvita.
"Your disciple seems to be very popular." Josiah said to the Venerated Skeleton, who was standing in the conductor's position on the stage below.
"Disciple? Since when is that stupid elf qualified to be my disciple? " The Venerated Skeleton mocked Ruvita mercilessly in a harsh voice, "She sang out of tune several times just now. The ears of those humans should have decayed long ago."
"There are still many people praising your performance, Venerated Skeleton."
Josiah was used to the Venerated Skeleton's harsh evaluation of everything around him. On the spellcaster forum, the Lich Lord was a notorious critic with a venomous tongue.
"Josiah … Are you going to let go of those two disgusting guys?"
Suddenly, the Venerated Skeleton put down the baton in his hand. Black mist rose in front of Josiah, forming the form of the Lich Lord. She leaned down and stared at Josiah with the cheerful soul fire in her pupils.
"If I kill that woman here, I will almost declare a full-scale war with the Kingdom of Saint in a real sense."
Josiah also considered killing Heroria directly. After all, the entire Heresy Tribunal relied on her singing to operate. If Heroria's life was erased here, the judges of the Heresy Tribunal would directly fall into chaos.
"Indeed, relying on the selfish and chaotic lords of the Demon Realm, there is no way to resist the attack of these hypocritical believers."
The Venerated Skeleton saw it clearly at this time. He did not make a rash judgment because of arrogance.
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