Cultural Invasion In Different World

Chapter 288: humble person

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Bishop Darko tidied up his clothes and walked into the Nolan National Theater.

Beside him was a gloomy middle-aged man, whom Bishop Darko called "Vulture", a name that didn't sound very glamorous.

But no one can deny the strength of this middle-aged man. As the commander of the Crusader Fourth Army, he is an expert among experts in dealing with demon attacks.

A bishop and a legion commander, this configuration is enough to compete with a sinful demon.

Today, when Bishop Darko came to Nolan National Theater, he was indeed ready to fight against the devil.

Not only those terrifying evil karma demons, but also the chaotic demons that dominate the demon world on the battlefield.

"I don't feel any demonic breath around." Vulture lowered his voice and reported to Bishop Darko.

"These humans were all invited by that Chaos Demon... That Chaos Demon must have some conspiracy."

Bishop Darko holds a flyer for World Singers.

From the above description, the singer of the world is just a very simple singing competition, which is somewhat similar to the ceremony for the nuns of the holy city to enter the choir.

The host brings these singers together, and whoever sings is good enough to enter the choir of the church... This is a high honor for any believer in the kingdom of the Holy Church.

It's a pity that the contestants participating in "Singers of the World" this time are not as professional as the nuns in the choir.

Every nun needs to go through extremely rigorous training to have the opportunity to be favored by the choir.

And what about the singers who participated in "The Singer of the World" at the Nolan National Theatre

"Are they really here to show off their singing?"

Bishop Darko watched the crowds passing by, making sure that they did not pose a threat to the saintes he served.

But the more he observed, the more doubts in Bishop Darko's heart grew.

These people who passed by him, if described as a "singer" or "bard", would be too amateur.

It was not once that Bishop Darko saw several mercenaries wearing clothes made of animal skins and horn helmets on their heads, exposing their muscular arms full of rock lines.

There are also several middle-aged women wearing aprons and looking like housewives...

If it weren't for the "Singer Competition Audition Ceremony of the World" written on the top of the hall of the Nolan National Theater, Bishop Darko suspected that he had come to a mercenary hotel with a lot of fish and dragons, or the kind with very dirty control.

"The participants in this competition are all civilians from all over Nolan." Vulture seemed to like the atmosphere of the mixed crowd.

"I understand." Bishop Darko understood the nature of the game on the flyer.

That is, no matter who you are, humble or noble, as long as you have confidence in your singing voice, you can go on this stage.

"Are these people really qualified to stand on the same stage as Her Royal Highness?" Bishop Dalco watched the commoners walk by. As one of the managers of the choir, he clearly understood that he wanted to be a chant. what a difficult thing to do.

Saint Helolia is the best singer since the birth of the Holy City.

Bishop Darko has always believed that there is no one in this world that can match the singing of the Holy Maiden, even if the greatest opera singer of Farosi is only the difference between dust and bright moon in front of Heluria's singing.

But such a great existence has to compete for the championship of a competition with a group of commoners who may not even know what singing is.

"Qualification is another matter, don't you think we're too generous to the people of this country?"

The vulture stared at the back of Saint Heluria from a distance, and the Messiah who had been following her.

"generous?"

"Fifty years ago, Lord Heluria once appeared on the frontier battlefield of the Land of Frost." Vulture said, "It was a battle so hard that one does not want to recall, and the reinforcements of the demons kept coming from The demon world poured out, but there were only 200 warriors beside me fighting alongside me, and by the end I could no longer feel the sensation of my hands or the pain in my body."

The vulture showed his hands, which were extremely uncomfortable hands. A large number of scars were entrenched on his hands like centipedes, and there was almost no intact skin.

"I have no way of knowing how many people are alive at the end of the battlefield. Except for the screams of the demons and the sight occupied by blood... other perceptions have completely left me." After the vulture described this, the gloomy face Reluctantly squeezed out a smile.

"I thought I would be dragged into the darkness by those demons, but I saw the light...or heard the light."

"Your Highness's singing..." Bishop Darko understood what the so-called generosity in the mouth of the vulture meant when he heard this.

"Yes, the magical song, I can clearly feel the wound in my body healing, and the consciousness that is heavy like a swamp becomes clear." The vulture figured the wound on his palm and said slowly, "I didn't believe it a long time ago. Your choir singing has no effect, but the reality tells my ignorance, her singing is not just as simple as cleansing the soul..."

Bishop Darko remained silent after listening to Vulture's narration. It was a gift to hear the saint's singing in the Holy Land.

Any Crusaders would be proud of this, but in addition to soothing the soul, the saint's singing has many abilities that seem incredible to outsiders.

Delay aging, increase the magic content in the body, heal wounds... No matter which one is enough to be called a miracle.

"We are all humble people who are favored by the gods." Bishop Darko said, "Her Royal Highness is fair to all of us, and everyone is entitled to listen to her singing, just..."

"Don't think those humble people are qualified to stand with the Holy Maiden?"

Vulture saw Bishop Darko's true thoughts, and this sentence made the old bishop sigh deeply.

It was a very risky thing to let the Holy Maiden leave the Holy City, and she came here to participate in this competition, which was mostly participated by civilians, and had no content or grade. It was a headache when the country explained it.

However, if Bishop Darko changes his mentality a little, he can accept this behavior.

"Perhaps Her Highness's singing will make us humble people understand... how huge the difference between us and her is," Bishop Darko said.

And the "we" that Bishop Darko said here, of course, also includes other contestants in the Nolan National Theatre.