After the grudge battle with Townsend, Reynolds was now a public figure. Due to the rules of the Entertainment Guild, no one was allowed to wear a hermit suit to show respect to Painted Heart. Even Leah couldn't make an exception. So they could only sneak in from the side door. Fortunately, it was the seats for ordinary fighters, which were the most crowded. It was a relatively good three-person private room. Plus, they all had makeup on, so it wasn't so conspicuous. Under the dim light of the magic lamps, no one could recognize him. It wouldn't be a problem for Leah to ask for a few VIP tickets, but she knew what Reynolds was thinking. After asking for his opinion, she made the decision today.
This was a huge open-air venue surrounded by a filtering enchantment, similar to the concert venues of singers on Earth. The large light screen hanging high in the venue reflected the scene in the middle of the stage from all angles. At this time, the concert had not officially started, and it was playing a clip of Painted Heart. The atmosphere was warm, and people were talking happily. Every concert of Painted Heart was a small event for Buckingham in Chang 'an. It was also an excellent occasion for friends to build relationships.
Eirinn sat in the private room, feeling all this, and felt a little absurd and emotional.
She seemed to have almost died a while ago, almost died in the Otherworld. Moreover, she was no longer an ordinary girl. She was already a powerful elemental magician. She didn't know if she could still use her abilities if she returned to Earth.
All of this was related to the boy in front of her.
Looking at Reynolds, the corners of Eirinn's mouth rose slightly. Her right hand couldn't help but touch Reynolds's cheek.
Reynolds was looking at the sea of people in the concert with interest. At this time, when Eirinn touched him, he was stunned and asked, "Linger, what's wrong?"
Eirinn put her mouth close to Reynolds's ear and whispered softly, "I just want to say thank you, Little Lin ~"
Reynolds's ear was tickled. He smiled and said, "Linger, what are you thanking me for? Aren't we … a couple? Besides, if you want to thank me, you have to wait until I bring you back to Earth. "
A gentle expression flashed across Eirinn's face. Her eyes were a little wet, and she didn't speak anymore. Of course, she knew what happened that day, and also knew Reynolds's determination.
At this time, Leah came in and saw Eirinn's eyes. She was shocked and quickly asked, "Linger, what's wrong?" Then, she glanced at Reynolds and said, "Did Reynolds bully you? Big sister will help you teach him a lesson!"
Reynolds smiled bitterly and waved his hands. "How could that be? Shijun, don't talk nonsense!"
Leah ignored him and started chatting with Eirinn. As they chatted, they glanced at Reynolds from time to time, as if they were gossiping about him.
For some reason, Leah, a "man", had such a good relationship with Irene. The strange thing was that Reynolds didn't feel jealous at all.
Reynolds looked at the two of them and smiled in relief.
At this moment, the crowd suddenly became noisy.
Reynolds looked in the direction of the voice and immediately saw the focus of everyone's attention. He could be considered half an old acquaintance.
"Mr. Gith!"
"It's the president of the Joint Duty Guild, Mr. Geese!"
"Mr. Guise really doesn't put on any airs!"
"…"
Gith strode over from afar, greeting everyone with an amiable smile on his face.
Reynolds also heard a little about his secret fights with others in Chang 'an. The presidents of the major guilds were basically the best in their professions. Only Gith, the president of the joint guild, was only a low-level warrior. Although he finally climbed to this position by means, there were still many people who were not convinced. Therefore, Gith would seize almost every possible opportunity to increase his popularity and supporters.
At Painted Heart's concert, the big shots in the VIP seats usually had their own identities and disdained to come to the ordinary area. Only Gith would do such a thing. Not bothering about trifles was one of the factors for a person's success.
However, he was just going through the motions. It was impossible for him to notice Reynolds and the other two in the crowd. When Leah saw Gith, she was also indifferent. Since the news that Townsend's dark spiritual power was destroyed and he got his due retribution, she was happy for Reynolds.
After Gith finished his inspection and returned to his seat, the concert just started. Painted Heart, who was dressed splendidly, walked out under the cheers and the magic lights. She was wearing a white gauze dress today. Her slim figure was slender and light, elegant and elegant. Her beauty was comparable to that of a goddess who had descended to the mortal world. The other dozen elven dancers who walked out with her were also great beauties, but they were all inferior. They were like stars next to the bright moon, overshadowed.
Irene said with some yearning, "Miss Painted Heart is really beautiful, especially at this time."
Painted Heart smiled and said, "Linger, in a few years, you will definitely be as beautiful as Miss Painted Heart."
Irene said with some embarrassment, "It would be great if that was the case."
Reynolds said solemnly, "Linger, one day, I will let you stand on a bigger stage than this and receive the attention of thousands of people!"
Leah originally thought that he was joking, but seeing his serious expression, she was faintly shocked. She seemed to hear something from Reynolds's words — ambition. Leah didn't know if her intuition was right or wrong, but if this Reynolds really wanted to do something seriously, it was indeed very scary.
At this time, Painted Heart's beautiful voice, which was like a nightingale's, rang out in the venue, attracting her attention.
Due to the convenience of magic, the concert of Kings' Realm was pleasing to the eye. The elven dancers were obviously magicians who had been trained for a long time. In addition to their outstanding dancing skills, they could also use the Light Body Technique to perform all kinds of difficult tricks that could not be seen on Earth, such as soaring in the air, rapid gliding, and so on. All kinds of colorful, gorgeous but harmless spiritual power skills accompanied the dancers' graceful figures on the stage, rising and falling one after another. It was very exciting.
Reynolds was also very interested in the unique dance and the beautiful singing of the Painted Heart Enchanted Sound Tribe. She should be a pacifist. Reynolds could tell from her singing that she longed for a perfect world, where people lived harmoniously as if they were a family. They were united and loved each other. There was no class or oppression.
It was undeniable that her unique voice was very easy to move people's hearts. Everyone in the venue was deeply attracted by the idealized world she had created, entering into a fantasy. But Reynolds knew very well that such a utopian world was impossible to achieve. It could be proved by the thousands of years of social development on Earth. Only where there were people, there would be desire. No matter how strong the influence of Painted Heart's voice on spiritual power was, it could only temporarily influence a person.
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