The backstage of the stage was huge, and all the Holy Maiden Candidates had gathered here.
The Holy Maiden Candidates were selected from all the areas under the jurisdiction of the [Freedom City]. Only the girls who passed the selection ceremony were qualified to enter the [Freedom City Academy].
Even so, not every girl who entered the Holy Maiden Class could participate in the Holy Maiden Ceremony. Some of them didn't even have the chance to participate in the ceremony after graduation.
"Strictly speaking, the competition for the title of Holy Maiden is still very fierce, right?"
The first-year students who were accompanying the ceremony felt extremely uncomfortable when they were about to step on the stage. The academy's teachers were trying to persuade the first-year students.
The number of people who participated in the Holy Maiden Ceremony this time was much higher than the previous ones. However, many of them were temporarily recruited by the higher-ups.
As the academy's teachers, they knew some inside information about the ceremony.
The resurrection day was just around the corner. Looking at the emotional first-year girls, the teachers could only try their best to comfort and encourage them.
As for the girls who had experienced the ceremony in the past, the teachers felt less worried.
However, to the teacher's surprise, there seemed to be a few unfamiliar faces in this year's ceremony. Hmm … So there were these students in the academy?
In fact, she had seen some information about these unfamiliar faces, but the information was only simple personal information. At the end of the information was the identity of the transfer students. Then, these unfamiliar girls were not under her leadership.
This made the teacher think about the problem between the shareholders of the academy. However, she couldn't interfere in this kind of problem.
The instructor saw an acquaintance appear.
"You are … Selyn?"
"Ah … It's Teacher Jita."
"You're finally here!" Teacher Jita, who was leading the first-year students, couldn't help but feel excited. "I heard that you didn't participate in the parade this year because of the sponsor … I didn't expect to see you here! How are you doing, Selyn? You took a break from school for a long time, but there was no news at all. What happened? "
"Various … and some personal reasons." Sister Selyn didn't want to talk too much about this issue. She quickly said, "I will work hard tonight."
"You can do it." Jita patted Sister Selyn's shoulder lightly. "You have always worked harder than anyone else. I believe that many people are waiting for your return. You being able to pull yourself together again is something that I am happy to see! Tonight, perform well! You don't have many opponents tonight. "
Sister Selyn shook her head and said with a bitter smile, "Teacher, if you say that, it's unfair to the freshmen. I think that every girl who was selected is the most outstanding. "
"I'm the one who taught the students, so I know what to do … What they need is experience. But tonight's stage needs you guys. "
The few Chis who failed in the previous batch … Sister Celine was slightly stunned. She subconsciously searched backstage for her competitors from the previous batch.
She hesitated for a moment before asking in a low voice, "Where's Yu Liya? I feel like I haven't seen her."
"I didn't see it either." Teacher Jita shook her head. "The rehearsal has already started, but she still hasn't appeared … But this child is always on time. She is also very outstanding. She will come back. As your biggest competitor, you should look forward to her appearance."
"Teacher, I'll go and change my clothes first." Sister Selyn nodded.
"Go, I'll look forward to it too!" Teacher Jita smiled kindly. Then, she clapped her hands and lectured the freshmen again. "Alright, the one you saw just now was Selyn, the fifth place of the previous Holy Maiden Ceremony! There will be plenty of opportunities to meet her in the future. Now, listen to me … Remia, what are you looking at? Are you still trying to distract yourself at this moment? "
Among the girls who were being lectured, Remia was startled. She hurriedly adjusted her gaze, but her gaze still snuck suspicious glances to the side.
But she couldn't see it anymore.
She seemed to have seen it somewhere before … It seemed to be Dasher's back?
But how was that possible? This was the backstage of the Holy Maiden Candidate. Dasher wouldn't appear here!
…
"That was close …"
[Daphne] leaned against the wall and smiled bitterly. Not only did he have to maintain his current disguise, but he also had to make sure Remia didn't recognize him. What kind of Epic-level mission was this?!
She … she didn't even prepare her performance on stage. But, looking at her number, [Daphne] didn't have the mood to complain anymore.
"The third one to go on stage …"
"You are … Daphne?"
At this moment, [Daphne] heard a rather familiar voice. He subconsciously looked over and instantly recognized the girl in front of him. "Ke Lili, why are you also … You are also a candidate for the Holy Maiden?"
Didn't she say that she wasn't a student of the academy … So, she was lying?
"I … can be considered as one." The maid of [Rose Mansion] replied simply. "I … I will go to the changing room first. Goodbye."
The maid hurriedly walked away from [Daphne].
[Daphne] felt that the K er Lili he met today was more worried than the last time they met in the academy. "She seems to be worried about something … Is she okay?"
[Daphne]'s nose suddenly twitched. He sniffed forward subconsciously. "This fragrance is from earlier …"
At this moment, a sharp scream sounded from the backstage!
[Daphne] hurriedly rushed out from around the corner. She saw a young girl dressed to the nines covering her mouth with a pale face. Her face was filled with horror.
"What … what happened?"
"Dead, dead … Someone is dead! Someone died!! "
In an instant, the entire backstage makeup mirror used by the Holy Maiden Candidates fell into a deathly silence … Everyone subconsciously looked at this panic-stricken girl.
This girl should be the second one to go on stage.
…
…
"Quick … put her down! Quick … someone come! "
In the dim recording hall, the light still shone on the stage. The girl who was tied up by a ribbon was in a weird position. Her legs were spread open, and her hands were raised high as if she was leaping … This was the classic jumping movement in ballet.
However, the girl's head hung down strangely.
A silver dagger was stabbed into her heart, and blood dripped down from the dagger.
In an instant, everyone on the judging panel stood up and looked at the young girl who was hanging in mid-air. Their expressions were indescribably … different.
"What are you waiting for?! Quick, put him down! " The director's voice sounded, and several staff members rushed out from both sides in a panic.
"Don't put her down!" At this moment, the male assistant of Mayor Durand rushed out and stopped the staff members, "You can't put her down. You will destroy the evidence."
"But …"
"I'll take responsibility!" The male assistant gritted his teeth. "From now on, no one is allowed to get close to the dance! I'll contact the investigators from the Public Security Office, but before that … "
Then, the male assistant looked at everyone in the room. Under the immense pressure, he braced himself and looked at the big shots of the [Freedom City]. "Before this, I hope that everyone here won't leave the recording hall … This includes everyone backstage!"
After the initial shock, the judges quickly calmed down.
They didn't say anything and just sat down silently.
They knew that Durand's assistant was right. If they were in his shoes, they would have done the same.
However, the Holy Maiden candidate's death on stage had a huge impact — especially on the eve of the resurrection day.
"I can stay here, but who can lower the curtain? I don't want to keep staring at a corpse … or be stared at by it! "A judge frowned.
"Don't move, and don't lower the curtain!" The male assistant braced himself and said, "Don't move anything here … If you think it's inappropriate, you can turn around."
"Humph … forget it." The judge muttered and turned his face to the other side. "Hurry up and call the people from the Public Security Office! Do we have to wait until tonight? "
The male assistant nodded with an ugly expression and took out his phone. However, the first thing he did was not to call for the investigators from the Public Security Office. Instead, he dialed Mayor Durand's number … His heart was trembling with fear.
The reason for his fear was that the girl who died on the stage in such a strange manner was Mr. Durand's niece … Other than that, the girl was also one of the most popular candidates for this ceremony. She had a lot of supporters and had a high chance of being one of the top three candidates for this ceremony.
…
"You don't look scared at all?" Miss Isabelle suddenly asked Boss Luo, "You don't look surprised at all."
Boss Luo blinked and said, "Because I have facial neuritis."
"What's that?" Miss Isabelle frowned subconsciously.
"Generally speaking, it means' facial paralysis'." Boss Luo blinked again.
Miss Isabelle stared blankly for a moment before chuckling softly … When this Miss Isabelle laughed, the ripples in front of her body trembled abnormally. "So you also know how to joke?"
Boss Luo would occasionally be mischievous — this originated from the cheerful part of his personality. It became more obvious after he received the [Legacy] in the central tower of the underwater city.
"Isn't Miss Isabelle the same? She doesn't look scared either."
"I'm scared." Isabelle squinted her eyes, "My heart is beating fast and my palms are cold. I think I need some warmth … my hands and my heart. "
Boss Luo casually took out a blanket — it was something that was prepared on every seat.
Isabelle chuckled and didn't care. She picked up the blanket and put it on her body … She even adjusted her sitting position to look at the girl's corpse hanging on the stage.
She suddenly said, "She's very beautiful, right … Just like a swan spreading its wings."
"A dead swan?" Boss Luo blinked again.
Miss Isabelle rolled her eyes. Negative emotion - 10086. Her favorability remained unchanged.
"Her name is Hua Ying." She said abruptly, "She's a graduate. This year's ceremony is the last one she can attend. This child has been very active and hardworking in my Sacred Ritual class. However, she still lacks some luck. "
"Pity?" Boss Luo suddenly asked.
Isabelle shook her head lazily. "There's nothing to feel sorry about. To be able to die on the stage that she loves, and even have her soul return to this place for a long time … Perhaps it's a lucky thing for her?"
Boss Luo said, "According to the Holy Light Kingdom, after a person dies, the soul will enter the embrace of the Lord."
"It's like saying that you're not a person of the Holy Light Kingdom." Isabelle held her chin lightly. Her eyes were filled with indulgence and the desire to get something, but it seemed that she couldn't get it no matter how hard she tried.
She suddenly stood up, and without greeting anyone, she walked directly to the entrance of the passageway.
The male assistant of the City Lord of Durand City hurried forward, "Miss Isabelle, where are you going? You can't leave this recording hall now. "
"Touch up my makeup." She chuckled, "And solve some physiological problems. If I can't leave … Do you want to help me solve this physiological problem? "
"Miss Isabelle, please … please don't make things difficult for me." The male assistant had a bitter expression.
The judges in this recording hall all had powerful backgrounds … Even if he didn't offend them, he wouldn't be able to suppress them if they really became tough.
"You're the one making things difficult for me." Isabelle said casually, "You're making me do this in front of so many people."
However, he really couldn't set a precedent. Otherwise, the other judges might find other reasons to leave … While he was in a dilemma, the door of the recording hall opened.
The managers of the Seven Capitals walked in one by one.
Mr. Durand, the City Lord of the [Freedom City], was the first to rush to the stage with a sorrowful expression … He stood in front of the stage and silently looked at the girl in mid-air.
Then, Durand looked around and said in a low voice, "No one is allowed to leave this place before the investigation is over … No matter how prominent your identity is, I'll say it!"
"City Lord Durand, please calm down." Grand Scholar Calvin slowly opened his eyes and said calmly, "We'll do our best to cooperate with your investigation, but please don't panic."
"I know." The City Lord took a deep breath and then ordered, "From now on, not only this stage, but the entire hall will be temporarily locked down. Everyone must be carefully checked!"
"No need to go through so much trouble."
At this moment, a calm voice sounded … A young man slowly walked out from the group of managers of the Seven Capitals with his hands behind his back.
Beside this young man, the managers of the Seven Capitals all maintained their humility … with their heads slightly lowered.
"Mr. Lang?" The City Lord of the Durand City opened his mouth.
That young man … Angel Lang waved his hand. "I said no need to go through so much trouble … Soon, I'll know who the murderer is. I'll use my eyes to see for you. "
With that, Angel Lang walked directly to the stage.
With a wave of his hand, the hanging girl's corpse instantly fell to the ground and smashed onto the stage, making a dull thud.
The City Lord of the Durand City Lord's expression changed slightly. He gritted his teeth and didn't say anything.
At this moment, Angel Lang walked directly to the stage and came to the girl's corpse. He casually stretched out his hand, and a golden light slowly spread out from his palm.
"As long as we check her destiny log, we'll know what happened before she died," Angel Lang said calmly.
The managers of the Seven Capitals nodded inwardly. This was indeed the fastest and most effective method … But this method could only be done by the Supremes and their envoys.
Angel Lang's palm continued to shine.
However, after a long time, Angel Lang's palm was still shining … He also stood still.
"Mr. … Lang?" The City Lord of the Durand City Lord couldn't help but ask, "Is it done?"
Angel Lang retracted his hand expressionlessly.
He began to ponder.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on him as if they were about to burst out of their sockets. But Angel Londo was still muttering to himself.
[How should I tell this group of people that the girl's Destiny System can no longer be opened?]
This is very awkward …
Angel Lang continued to ponder. Emmmmm …
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