Chapter 82
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The aide-de-camp arrived at the theater with a complicated mood. The ticket he received from the letter was for a normal seat. Fortunately, his seat was closer to the front.
He found his seat and sat down. The moment he sat down, he looked around and realized that all the seats around him were full.
So many people … are all here to see the two demons?!
The aide-de-camp was in disbelief. He carefully observed the people around him and around him.
From their expressions and tone, they were already in a state of excitement. The aide-de-camp even heard a few women expressing their admiration and longing for the demon prince.
Wait … Longing and admiration for the demons? If this was in the Kingdom of Saint, he would be locked up in the court of heresy!
The aide-de-camp thought about it. What's the difference between this and the rumored evil cult founded by the demons!
What was being held now was a devil worshiping ritual, and it was an unprecedented evil ritual with three thousand people participating.
In the history of the Kingdom of Saint, the only evil cult's sacrificial ritual was the 'Summoner' sect.
This was known as the largest evil cult in the world, and it had less than a hundred members.
But there were three thousand people sitting here.
Doesn't this mean I'm also a member of this cult? What's the name of this cult again … Belle Cult?
Should I escape? The aide-de-camp couldn't sit still anymore.
He began to wonder if the karmic demon would sacrifice everyone in the audience and devour all their souls as food when it made its appearance.
In the records of the Kingdom of Saint, there were many demons who liked to eat human souls.
Before leaving, the aide-de-camp hoped to remind more people, so he looked at a seat beside him.
Sitting beside the aide-de-camp was a woman. The aide-de-camp could feel the same mana from her, the mana from Monicar, the God of Holy Light and Justice.
But her mana was too weak, so the aide-de-camp ruled out that she was a warrior sent by the Kingdom of Saint to destroy the demon's plot.
To stop the sin demon's plot, at least an archbishop was needed.
"Hurry up and leave, this performance might be a demon's plot," the aide-de-camp said to her tentatively.
"Demon?"
Sansa looked up at the young preacher.
Yesterday, Ino had given Sansa two invitations, hoping that Sansa and Herland could attend the 'fan meeting' today.
As a loyal fan of "Beauty and the Devil", the moment he saw the words "The perfect happy ending of Belle and the Devil Prince will be presented in front of you."
Sansa had thrown her religious beliefs to the back of her mind almost immediately and followed her own desires to come here.
Sansa did not expect to meet a priest of the same religion here. No … a priest of the same religion.
If this had happened in the Kingdom of the Holy Church, Sansa would have been severely punished in the name of betrayal.
"What's there to be afraid of? It's just a performance."
Sansa was silent for a moment before she gave the young cleric an answer that could only be described as treacherous.
The cleric had come to join in, anyway. If he went to the Church to accuse Sansa of her crimes, he would be punished the same way.
"Performance …"
The aide-de-camp could not believe that a cruel demon of sin would gather so many humans just to put on a show for them.
It was as illogical as the commander of the Holy Army running to the forge to chop firewood with a holy sword.
However, the illogical scene was presented in front of the aide-de-camp.
The stage was illuminated by an illumination spell, and the blank wall behind the stage projected a scene of heavy snow.
Anyone who had seen "Beauty and the Devil" would know that this was the snow mountain where the Devil Prince's castle was located.
Suddenly, music began to play and reverberated throughout the theater. A slender figure slowly walked onto the stage.
At this moment, the entire theater burst into applause. If the atmosphere was not so tense, some people might have cheered out loud.
But when the song started, many people had the urge to cheer out loud.
Because it was Belle's voice. Belle sang a song they had never heard before as she slowly walked onto the stage.
The aide-de-camp stared blankly at the young girl standing on the stage. The real Belle … did not exist in the movie, but in person.
Anyway, it was too late to escape now.
He let out a helpless sigh and could only resign himself to his fate as he sat back in his seat and joined the applause.
… …
On the other side of the ordinary audience.
Compared to the other male audience members, Hiri at least maintained the most basic modesty.
She had personally participated in the filming of "Beauty and the Devil" and witnessed the birth of the character Belle with her own eyes. Of course, she could remain calm when she saw this scene.
But Hiri was immediately attracted by the song Belle was singing.
"What's the name of this song?"
Hiri leaned to the right and approached Josiah, who was sitting next to her. She lowered her voice and asked Josiah.
"Let it go. This song was originally dedicated to a queen who could control the frost and snow, but I changed the lyrics a little."
"Let it go" was a song from the animated movie "Frozen". The main reason why Josiah chose this song was that it was easy to learn, but difficult to sing well.
This song was very popular. At least Josiah could easily sing it after listening to it once or twice. Of course, it was an off-key version.
"Okay, never heard of it."
Hiri did not know where Josiah got so much inspiration from, but this song was much better than the bards she had heard.
When Hiri's attention shifted to the stage, a tall figure appeared on the stage. The moment he appeared, applause and cheers suddenly rang out in the theater.
The Devil Prince … The Devil Prince who sacrificed himself for Belle did not die. This alone was enough for the audience to applaud.
Hiri also applauded along with the surrounding audience.
"Do you really think it's possible for demons and humans to be together?"
Hiri suddenly asked this question as she watched the tall Devil Prince dance with Belle's waist.
"Hiri … Let me tell you a secret. In fact, in Zenas' eyes, humans are just monkeys with a few hairs on their bodies. It's the same for demons and other races."
Josiah actually wanted to tell Hiri, "Of course it's not a problem." However, there was a huge difference in the aesthetic standards of the various races in the Devil Realm.
How could they fall in love if their aesthetic standards were different!
"What about me?" Hiri suddenly turned her head to look at Josiah again. This female magician's silver-gray pupils were staring at Josiah.
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