Chapter 623
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"Name?"
Josiah sat behind the long table and looked at the high elf maiden in front of him. Like the other high elves, she was very nervous when facing a foreigner like Josiah.
"Winnarn." She said softly.
"I have some impression of you. You were among the first batch of elves that I caught."
"Yes …"
Josiah's words made her want to cover her ears and find a place to hide. However, under Quedonian's reminder, they all understood how dangerous Assequero's situation was, and the person in front of them had proven through Ahr that he had the ability to save Assequero.
"Alright, if we take Ahr as an example, what do you think is better than her?"
Josiah pointed the pen in his hand at Ahr who was sitting far away. Josiah purposely did not tell Ahr that his house was going to be torn down by bad guys, so that Ahr could maintain her best state in front of the audience.
"Compared to Ahr."
Winnarn pondered for a moment. Ahr's strength and magic talent were famous among the young high elves, but Ahr also had many shortcomings …
"I'm better at taking care of plants than Ahr. The last time I went to the orchard, Ahr damaged many saplings. I spent a long time to save them." There was a hint of resentment in Wen Neren's voice when she said this, "And archery … The last time Al used his bow, he damaged my clothes!"
"What's your relationship with Ahr?"
"Ahr lives next to me … and …"
Winnarn immediately went into a complaining mode when she mentioned these small matters. Josiah felt as if he was talking to a seventy or eighty year old granny instead of a young girl.
However, this underage girl in front of him was almost three hundred years old.
"I know Al often plays silly pranks. Anyway, you can sing a verse from the Elven poetry first."
Josiah stopped the granny from grumbling and made another request.
She obediently did as she was told, and sang a verse of elven poetry according to Josh's request.
"I admit that your singing is very good. It can be described as beautiful. It's much better than your previous compatriots." When Josiah said this, Wennaen's expression immediately lit up. "But unfortunately, you don't qualify either."
"I see."
She quickly accepted the reality and stood up, ready to give her seat to the other clansmen.
At this moment, Elder Quidean went to look for Josiah.
"Josiah Yanorod. Winnarn is also an apprentice priestess. Her singing is the best in my opinion." Elder Quidean said with some confusion. "Why do you still think she doesn't qualify?"
"Because her singing is not as good as my Taylin. Hmm … I'll use the best singer under me, Taylin." Josiah paused and glanced at Hiri who was sitting beside him. Hiri was playing "Holy Spirit" and did not seem to hear what Josiah said.
"Taylin … that Frost Elf?"
Elder Quidean's voice sounded a little anxious. Anyone who knew that their home was about to be torn down would not have any patience.
"With the magic net as a medium, although we can quickly gather the power of faith, we still need a method. How long can Assequero last under the attack of those Nephilic Judges?" Josiah suddenly asked.
Elder Quidean looked at Shiratori who was perched on Ahr's shoulder not far away. Shiratori's beak opened and closed as if she was talking to Quidean.
"Half a month, but that is the most extreme situation. The Holy Tree is already considering giving up a part of its body to increase its height." Elder Quidean said.
"Fifteen or twenty days … That is indeed enough time."
"Then why not …"
"But I need a suitable candidate." Josiah interrupted the elder's words and pointed to Wennaen. "Her singing is indeed much better than a human female's, but the singing of you Elves is too similar! That is Taylin's style. Most importantly, a quarter of the humans in Noland are Taylin's fans. Do you think you can beat her in a mere twenty days? "
The magic net's live streaming was still immature, and the chances of nurturing a successful streamer were about the same as winning the lottery. As for movies … Josiah could not think of anything suitable for these high elves, and their acting skills were the biggest problem.
In the end, Josiah could only set the dreams of these high elves to become singing stars.
"There is a thing called aesthetic fatigue. There are too many singers with the same style, and there is no way for the people of Noland to accept it."
Josiah glanced behind Elder Quidean. Josiah waved to the person in yellow who came to the tavern and counted the number of people in the tavern. He found that all the people in the tavern were high elven girls.
"Don't your race even have a cute boy?" Josiah asked, a little on the verge of breaking down.
"Aren't beautiful women more attractive to humans?"
Quidean was indeed an elder who could abandon his dignity to save his race. He did not care about his own dignity, and his moral integrity had no limits.
"There is a market for male singers in Noland."
If Josiah remembered correctly, there were only two famous male singers on the magic net. The first was Holmes who sang in a rap style, and the second was Reyek who excelled in rock.
However, they were not as popular as Taylin …
With that in mind, Josh suddenly caught sight of the black-robed man standing beside the yellow-robed man. The black-robed man had already removed his mask, and in terms of appearance, he was definitely a passable candidate.
"Person in yellow … Is that person beside you really Noland's Sage?" Josiah immediately asked the person in yellow.
"He hasn't been in Noland for almost twenty years. He should have been removed from the Sage Council, but now he is indeed one of the Seven Sages of Noland."
The person in yellow felt a little embarrassed at being asked this question. However, his attention was now on Ahr, because he had inadvertently caught a glimpse of the character in Ahr's party called Thunderclap Crystal.
"One of the Seven Sages …"
Josiah walked straight to the person in black and circled around him. This Sage was obviously still extremely wary of Josiah.
"I heard your conversation with the elders. I'm curious, how much are you willing to pay to save Assequero?" Josiah asked the Sage.
"As long as you have a way." The person in black's gaze was fixed on the image of the battlefield below.
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