In the corridor, Saint Angel Bertrand led the way. He was always paying attention to the black-haired young man behind him … What's his name again?
I've seen this guy's judge ID just now, and I should have seen his name, but why … Why can't I remember?
"I know."
"Know … know what?"
Saint Angel Bertrand stopped subconsciously. He turned around calmly and looked at the black-haired young man.
The black-haired young man smiled and said, "Mr. Bertrand, what you guys did at the back stairs."
"Oh?" Bertrand got closer and chuckled, "What do you know?"
The black-haired young man said casually, "Mr. Bertrand, you must be hiding there to rest … smoke or something, right?"
"Hahaha, it's fine to say that we're slacking off. We're just addicted to smoking, and it's not a good place to work. So, you know! " Saint Angel Bertrand waved his hand at this time, "We're all boorish people, so we don't need to be so particular, Mr. Judge."
He looked at the black-haired young man's judge ID again … But the ID was inserted into his chest pocket at this time.
The black-haired young man took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket at this time and said with a smile, "Mr. Bertrand, give me one. I'm a judge. If you're with me, it shouldn't be a problem for you."
Bertrand was a little dumbfounded on the spot. Although this action was normal, and there was nothing wrong with it, but …
"What's wrong, Mr. Bertrand, didn't you just say that you're addicted to smoking?" The black-haired young man said apologetically, "I suddenly walked in, and I didn't smell the smoke. I probably interrupted you guys. I'm sorry."
"T-Then, I'll have one." Holy Angel Bertrand braced himself. He quickly pulled out a stick and held it in his mouth.
But …
In fact, when this thing first spread from the lower world to the [Wings of Liberty], it was very popular for a while. Then, there was no more and then. Because the Saintess hated this smell.
But it was really painful to kill a lot of people's hobby for a long time. It was a dark time when they had to be checked by the inspection team every day and smoke a cigarette as if they were in a spy war.
If he smoked one, he wouldn't be discovered …
As if there was a little Satan or little Lucifer instigating in his heart, Bertrand gulped and said, "Lend me a light? The lighter isn't on me! "
The black-haired young man took out a lighter and lit it.
Holy Angel Bertrand slowly exhaled a mouthful of thick smoke. He felt as if all the cells in his body had been activated. "Comfortable! This feeling is really … Thank you, Mr. Judge! "
"You're welcome." The black-haired young man smiled and immediately said, "Mr. Bertrand, you don't seem to be from here?"
"Why?" Bertrand asked curiously, "Can you tell?"
"It's just a feeling," the black-haired young man said casually, "It feels a little different from the people in the Freedom City."
Holy Angel Bertrand immediately became alert.
At this time, the black-haired young man said, "Well … I know, Mr. Bertrand. He should be an immigrant from the other seven cities."
"Hahaha! Yes, I'm from … I wasn't originally a resident of the Freedom City." Holy Angel Bertrand nodded.
The black-haired young man asked casually, "Mr. Bertrand, what do you think of the Freedom City?"
"Freedom City?" Holy Angel Bertrand froze subconsciously. This topic surprised him, but he still shook his head and looked out of the window thoughtfully. "The wind here is a little … messy."
"You like this city?"
"I like the faith of this city. That's all." Holy Angel Bertrand said calmly, "Unfortunately, its faith is experiencing some … some unprecedented difficulties."
The black-haired young man said, "Before the butterfly broke out of its cocoon, it also went through a period of struggle."
"You're right." Holy Angel Bertrand nodded. "Indeed. Now … it's just like the butterfly before it broke out of its cocoon. I firmly believe that the City of Freedom will welcome a new era. "
At this moment, the holy angel Bertrand suddenly said, "Mr. Judge, this corridor is straight ahead. After three doors, you will reach the backstage lounge. I have something else to do, so I won't be able to see you off. Please forgive me."
"It's okay."
"Then, thank you for the cigarette. See you if there's a chance." Holy Angel Bertrand nodded and quickly walked away from the other side.
Seeing him leave, the black-haired young man looked out of the window again. From this position, he could see a stream of light flashing by and then disappearing into the rooftop of the building opposite the venue.
It was an angel in the form of a woman.
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…
[I can't stay here any longer. I have to go out!]
[Daphne] told herself that the lucky thing was that no one had come into the bathroom for such a long time. She was really glad about that.
[That Mr. Luo should have left after using the washroom … But why is he here backstage?]
Shaking his head, [Daphne] was about to open the door, but the door of the women's washroom suddenly opened a little.
[Daphne] immediately closed the door of the washroom again. Although with his current appearance, it didn't matter even if he bumped into the person who came in.
However, he instinctively wanted to avoid such a thing from happening … He felt that if he casually entered the women's washroom with his current appearance, he would be regarded as a shameless person.
He didn't know who came in.
However, [Daphne] felt that the person who came in seemed to be checking this place … He felt that the doors of each washroom were being opened one by one.
It was his turn to be stunned … [Daphne] was so nervous that he covered his mouth and shrunk his body.
However, he stopped opening the door … The person who came in walked into the cubicle next to him.
[Daphne] didn't dare to make a sound. He heard some people taking off their clothes.
After a while, [Daphne] saw a blood-stained bandage falling out from the slit under the cubicle.
[Daphne] immediately retracted her legs as well … The bandage that was stained with blood was also pulled back at this moment.
He even heard some muffled sounds … After a while, the sounds stopped.
Then the cubicle door was opened, and the sound of water came from the washbasin in front of him. After a while, the person left here.
After a while, [Daphne] tentatively walked out again. After confirming that there was no one here, he let out a sigh of relief.
Driven by curiosity, [Daphne] opened the cubicle that the person had just used.
There was nothing left here.
There was only a faint fragrance left. It seemed to be the smell of some kind of perfume.
Confused, [Daphne] finally shook his head. Then, he tried to look as natural as possible in front of the mirror before opening the door and leaving.
"Since when … was there a 'under repair' sign hanging here?" Looking at the sign hanging on the door handle, [Daphne] frowned, "Did that person just hang it?"
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…
Mr. Arthasheth smelled something, something musty.
This should be the basement of Mentor Calvin's house. He remembered this smell.
But at this moment, he was blindfolded, his hands and feet were tied, and he was thrown into this place … Arthashis had been awake for a few minutes, and he had figured out the reason why he fainted.
That cup of bitter coffee that made people frown!
He couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that Mentor Calvin really did something … dangerous behind his back. Otherwise, he wouldn't have locked him up.
After Mr. Assaches wiped off the blindfold on his face, he began to look around the basement … Soon, he began to roll his body toward the corner of the wall and began to rub the rope on his body on the iron frame of a cabinet.
Soon after, the rope fell, and he was able to regain his freedom.
Assaches came to the basement door and tried to open it, but he couldn't.
He shook his head, thought for a while, then squatted down and took out a few keys from the bottom of his shoe.
One of them directly opened the basement door … Mr. Assaches clapped his hands and easily left the basement. "Mentor Calvin, I usually help you with the chores in your house. I even change the door lock for you … You underestimate me, don't you think?"
However, Mr. Assaches walked around the house, but he didn't see Mentor Calvin. As for Robert, who claimed to be Mentor Calvin's nephew, he didn't see him either.
"Where did they go?"
In the end, Arthacis sat in Scholar Calvin's study and thought about the purpose of his mentor, as well as the words that Calvin had said before he fainted.
"The sinful land … The route back then?"
Suddenly, Mr. Assaches stood up and quickly walked to the bookcase next to him and began to rummage through it.
"Holy water, holy water … Master Marianne, Master Marianne … There must be something left behind, even if it's just a little bit … There it is."
He found a piece of information. To be exact, it was a book.
The cover of the book was torn off, but the name of the author could be found on the second page — Marianne!
This was the book of Master Marianne, the discoverer of the holy water, who was put on trial in the Free City 200 years ago.
This was probably the only clue he could find. Mentor Calvin was very good at doing things, so there was basically no clue left behind.
This book was probably something left behind from a long time ago … Maybe it was because it was the blood and sweat of a master, so Mentor Calvin didn't destroy it. Even so, he still tore off the cover and hid it in a pile of unimportant books.
If it wasn't for the fact that they were familiar with Mentor Calvin's personality, they wouldn't have noticed anything. Even if they did, they wouldn't have thought much about the book with its cover torn off.
After all, the name [Master Marianne] had been erased a long time ago.
It wasn't an unreachable realm.
– Marianne
The title page.
"It wasn't an unreachable realm …" Mr. Assaches read the title page softly and couldn't help but frown. "It wasn't an unreachable realm … What kind of realm is it? God's realm? "
He turned to another page. There was a brief introduction of [Master Marianne] and a picture of [Master Marianne].
The page had turned yellow, and it looked more like a portrait than a picture.
But when he looked at the portrait of this Master Marian, a shocked expression appeared on Mr. Arthashis's face.
"This woman … K Er Lili?! How … "
Mr. Assaches was shocked. He closed the book and put it in his pocket. Then, he rushed out of Mentor Calvin's house and ran like crazy.
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Backstage of the Holy Maiden Ceremony.
Boss Luo had just returned, but he saw the assistant of the mayor of Durand City anxiously looking for something.
"Mr. Luo, that's great! I finally found you! "
"I went to the washroom, what's the matter?"
"The rehearsal is about to start, and the judges are already in place … You're the only one left!" The assistant said quickly.
Boss Luo said, "The rehearsal isn't a problem. After all, it allows the Holy Maiden to be more prepared … However, if the judges are also there, won't they be prejudiced when the actual competition starts?"
"If the Holy Maiden's substitutes can break through before the actual competition starts, won't they be able to surprise the judges?" The assistant smiled. It was obvious that he already had a solution to this problem.
"How do I get there?" Boss Luo asked.
"Please come with me."
Soon, the male assistant took Boss Luo to the recording hall … The audience wasn't allowed to enter yet. At this time, there were only some judges and staff members sitting under the stage.
Ludic, Isabelle, Nosta, Scholar Calvin … and the other judges, both male and female, were all seated.
Seeing that the last judge had arrived, the director started to officially start the rehearsal.
The judges were seated according to their priority. Scholar Calvin sat in the middle of the crowd. Beside him were Mr. Nosta and Principal Ludic.
Ms. Isabelle sat slightly further away … and Boss Luo was arranged to sit next to Ms. Isabelle.
"This … This is Ms. Isabelle's request, Mr. Luo … please forgive her."
After the male assistant said this in a low voice, he revealed a wry smile and then awkwardly sat down in the back seat.
Boss Luo had just sat down when Ms. Isabelle leaned closer to him and said with a smile, "Is it because the Holy Maiden backstage is too beautiful, or did you meet that female star on the way … I'm right in front of you."
"Ms. Isabelle, you're too dazzling." Boss Luo said softly, "I think you should be on this stage."
She laughed so hard that her chest shook, "But I don't like this stage, I only like the people on this stage."
"I like this stage." Boss Luo smiled, "And I like the people on this stage."
Isabelle chuckled.
At this moment, the lights in the recording hall dimmed, and then the stage lights lit up … The host walked out slowly, which meant that the final rehearsal had officially started.
The host said a few words and then said loudly, "Then, on this legendary stage, we'll welcome the first Holy Maiden substitute tonight! Let's welcome the first Holy Maiden substitute onto the stage! "
"I'm so excited, I wonder what kind of performance the first Holy Maiden substitute will give me?!" The host's voice was still ringing.
All the lights were shining on the stage, and along with the host's voice … there was still no movement on the stage.
"Maybe … maybe the first girl is always a little nervous! Perhaps, we should give her more encouragement and … applause? "
But this time, there was no applause.
At this time, all the judges were staring at the stage with different expressions.
They saw a girl rolling down from the ceiling of the stage … the girl's body was entangled with red ribbons!
The ribbons finally fell down, and the girl's body was entangled in the air … in a position that ordinary people couldn't bear!
She was like a puppet with strings!
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