"The remnants of the tree of the world...?"
This description that Heluria suddenly mentioned caught the attention of Messiah.
Regarding the World Tree, before Messina saw the one held in the hands of the frost elf Tailin, her knowledge of this magical and ancient plant only stayed in the "legend".
But Hololia knew that she had the leaves of the World Tree just by touching her.
The Holy Maiden didn't answer her again, but just clenched Messiah's hand again. Messiah tried to break free, but found that the Saintess's strength was astonishing.
This kind of power is not the kind of brute force that makes Messi feel pain, but the time on Helolia seems to be frozen.
Heluria had already closed her eyes at this time, and when she opened her eyes again, she was already in a dark "spiritual world".
A ball of light illuminated the surrounding darkness, and gradually the ball of light turned into an animal similar to an elk.
Hololia reached out and stroked the creature's fur, then looked behind her.
This is an incredible scene, and the threads of golden light converge on the elk from all around.
This group of golden rays of light represented the believers who believed in her in the holy city, or had an admiration for her, and these beliefs gathered strength and nourishment to supply the elk in front of Hololia.
So many believers are the result of hundreds of years of hard work by Hololia.
On Messiah, Heluria could also see a small group of light, but in addition to this small group of light, there was also a white light, and a pure white cat lay beside the light.
"Should I celebrate your awakening?" Helolia whispered.
It's a pity that the cat ignored her, yawned and scratched his chin with his paws, and continued to sleep on the light ball with narrowed eyes.
"You've slept for so long, and now... how many of your believers are left?"
Helolia's words caused the white cat lying on the ball of light to open its eyes slightly. At this moment, a large number of white light groups appeared in the dark space in front of Helolia's eyes.
The light clusters gathered in this dark space looked like a twinkling starry sky.
"Impossible, it only took a month..."
Although Hololia was fully mentally prepared, she still showed a shocked expression at this moment.
"In the end... how did you do it?"
Perhaps to answer Heloria, the dark space around her suddenly gradually faded away. When she blinked again, the light group in front of her disappeared and was replaced by the interface of the caster forum, as well as a series of constantly refreshed above. post.
"Lord Hololia, what's wrong with you?"
Messiah kept shouting to Heluria, and Heluria's expression had been sluggish since just now, and this situation continued for a minute.
"I'm… okay."
Helolia let go of Messiah's hand, and her connection with the magic net was instantly disconnected at this moment. She kept recalling the scene of "a large number of white light clusters gathered together" just now.
She has a sense of frustration that "the efforts she has made over the past 100 years are not as good as that white cat who squinted his eyes and slept for an afternoon and felt that he had achieved more".
How is it done? A pact with the devil
"Missai, I remember that you are protecting an elf, and that elf is on the side of the Chaos Demon, right?" Helolia asked suddenly.
"Yes, that elf is... working for the Chaos Demon."
Messi honestly answered the identity of the frost elf Tailin in the Hearthstone Tavern, that frost elf indeed lived in the Hearthstone Tavern.
Judging from the state of the frost elf talking to the Chaos Demon, it is not like a "slave" or a "servant" at all, but more like a "companion".
"What job?"
"Sing."
Messina took a moment to recall what the frost elf had done in the tavern.
In addition to occasionally helping the tavern's attendants deliver drinks, he spends more time sitting on the small stage built by the tavern, playing the harp, and singing songs that make people want to sleep.
But since Hearthstone Tavern introduced the original spar that can record singing, the frost elves have rarely sung on the stage.
But Messiah can be sure that Taelin's duty under the Chaos Demon is to sing songs, some of which are so peaceful that you want to fall asleep, and some of which are so impassioned that you want to go to war after listening to them.
No matter what kind of Messiah it is, it is in good conscience comparable to that of a choir!
Of course... Messiah, in front of the choir leader... Saint Heluria, would not dare to make such an assessment.
"So her duties are basically the same as my choir?"
After listening to Messiah's narration, the only thing Heloria could think of was the choir.
"There is a difference. The Chaos Demon recorded the songs of the Frost Elf in the original spar called 'records'. Only anyone can pay a certain amount of money to buy these records, and they can listen to them anytime, anywhere. Her singing, and the presence of the voice of Nolan on the magic web."
Misai opened the voice of Nolan on the magic net for demonstration.
At this time, The Voice of Nolan's morning daytime news program has ended, and the next program happens to be in charge of the frost elf Tailin.
The Holy Maiden held Messiah's hand again, connected to the magic net, and started the Nolan Voice program under the guidance of Messiah.
"Good afternoon, listeners, I'm Tylin, and today will continue the story of the last "Aladdin"."
To be honest, what did Tailin say? Helolia didn't listen carefully. Her attention was completely focused on the string of "listeners" in the lower right corner of Nolan's voice.
At the beginning, there were 1,427 people. In less than three minutes after the show started, this number instantly rose to 5,724 people, and it was still growing.
There will be a festival in the holy city called "Glow Festival". In order to commemorate the birth of the gods, the choir will sing a hymn for the entire holy city on this day. However, due to the limited space of the square in the holy city, the audience who can really hear it Very few.
Apparently... the number of listeners listening to Nolan's voice is now approaching that of the pilgrims at the Illumination Festival.
"Lord Hololia... Regarding the profession of this elf, I once heard a definition from the Chaos Demon."
Missy felt that the frost elf was no longer a "bard", and her performance was very different from those of the singers.
After all, in this world, any singer's performance needs to spend a lot of money in the theater to enjoy it. In Messiah's view, this is a luxury enjoyed by pedantic aristocrats.
Songs including the saint and the choir also belong to the category of "treasures".
But the song of the frost elf is different. You only need to spend a very small amount of money, or find a time to stay in front of Nolan's voice to enjoy her singing.
"What... definition?"
Hololia looked at the interface of Nolan's voice a little dazed.
"I... like." Missai recalled for a long time before she remembered the word that the Chaos Demon said. This was a profession she had never heard of.