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Otta opened his eyes in the darkness; he had no way out: "Astrid, I admire your courage."
"But a mortal body alone cannot resist the king's will..."
"Now."
Standing up, Otta gazed out the window at the deepening starry night:
"Let this concert open in grand style!"
……
Royal Capital Square.
The noise continued to echo outside the venue, while a small group of fans sat in their seats under the central stage, eagerly awaiting the opening. The joys and sorrows inside and outside the venue were not shared.
"Ugh... I'm so nervous... I want to go back so badly..." Astrid pressed hard on the brim of her hat, her trembling eyes glancing around her surroundings.
Although I knew the atmosphere would be tense, this place is a bit too noisy.
The introverted Astrid had never been to such a scene before. A cold wind blew, making her shiver. She became even more careful to keep her magic power within her body, not daring to release it out to sense even the slightest bit.
The massive crowd and anxious gazes outside the square made her unable to meet their eyes. Her heart pounded in fear, and under immense pressure, she even had the illusion that someone in the fan section was secretly watching her.
"Maybe we should just go back—"
Just when Astrid was about to give up.
call out--
A shooting star streaked into the sky, drawing everyone's attention.
The dazzling "meteor" originated from within the palace, shooting straight up from the ground into the sky. Upon reaching its highest point, it burst into countless emerald green specks of light, illuminating the entire night sky.
Huge fireworks illuminated the capital square, obscuring the view to everyone that a dark box had appeared at the center of the square's stage.
Suddenly, light followed the fading, brilliant fireworks and lit up the ground.
Countless fireflies appeared out of thin air as if by magic, coalescing on the ground into beautiful ribbons and streams of light, like leaping fireworks, instantly captivating everyone's attention.
The commotion in the audience immediately subsided, and countless eyes fell on the center of the stage, while the intercity live broadcast projection crystals that were broadcasting to all parts of the kingdom also focused on one spot.
The black box was hidden in the shadows of the night.
But then, right at the center of the sea of fireflies, a vibrant green light, like the first buds of life, burst forth from the earth.
A form-fitting gown emerged from the night, her soft, white back curving gracefully with the movement of her ponytail. Her elegant movements perfectly drew the attention of all spectators, focusing on the beautiful young woman who seemed to have descended from the ethereal into reality.
"Border Songstress Cuiyin Ai, reporting for duty—!"
Suddenly, music began to resonate throughout the venue, and the moment the girl appeared on stage, her soul-stirring voice blossomed like a flower.
"That's... the songstress, Suine?"
Outside the square, the protesters subconsciously stopped what they were doing, their eyes unconsciously following the singing girl as she danced.
Under the moonlight, the gentle singing voice seemed to float into everyone's hearts, and that elegant and energetic figure was firmly imprinted in their eyes. With the heavenly sound, that virtual light was brought into reality!
On the palace walls, Ota's gaze remained fixed on Cuiyin, his dim eyes only gleaming with a single point of emerald light.
"Sing, Cuiyin, all you need to do is sing—"
"I will bear everything else for you."
At this moment, the sounds, colors, lights, and figures of Cuiyin resounded throughout the kingdom, and only one sound remained throughout the entire kingdom.
The voice of a virtual singer.
It must be admitted that no matter how much malice or rebellious sentiment people harbor, in the face of this purest performance, they can only show amazement and immerse themselves in the heavenly sound that blooms only tonight.
The songstress of the borderlands is destined to leave her voice on the land of the kingdom after this day.
Everyone will understand.
The problem isn't with the virtual singer.
Rather, it was the incompetent king on the throne.
The beautiful singing drowned out the sounds of the wind in the streets and alleys, the lingering rustling of falling leaves, the beating of hearts... and the hurried footsteps of countless paladins in the crowd.
Some of the heavily dressed spectators awoke from the singing and began to move in the darkness. Dangerous magic crystals and condensed spells hidden in their bosoms were about to reveal their fangs when, in a horrified turn, they saw gleaming fists and blades.
"East, Fourteenth."
“West, 35, 96… South, 47, 48… North, suppress them all.”
Ota's cold voice rang out through the dense and tight communication link, steady and without the slightest disorder. Standing on the city wall, he could see more clearly than anyone else in the darkness. In just one glance, he had identified all the real dangers hidden among the protesters.
Without a single omission, without a single mistake, a deep darkness settled in Ota's eyes. His chosen target was flawless, and the long-planned action was even less likely to occur.
The song concealed the most invisible and dangerous game. From time to time, dull knockout sounds rang out from the crowd, so fast that it was almost impossible to react. Ota didn't care whether those people were the secret hands of nobles, individualistic adventurers, or mercenaries taking advantage of the chaos... The only way to harm Cuiyin was through silence!
The singing reached its peak, then fell silent.
Not a single extra sound escaped from inside or outside the square.
In a mere instant, the biggest riot that should have erupted in the arena was forcefully suppressed by an overwhelming and unparalleled will!
The melodious singing once again filled the air.
"All that's left is that."
Ota lowered his gaze.
Over the center of the plaza stage, Cuiyin landed in the fan section, on a green figure hiding among them, ready to pounce...
Chapter 395 The Hero of Sin and the Fallen Angel!
"Your Highness Otta, should we arrest the scholar from Astrid now?"
Through the communication link, the plainclothes knight in the fan section issued a request for instructions.
Ota stood silently in the shadow of the city wall.
From this spot, he could clearly see how weak, pitiful, and helpless Astrid looked in the fan section. She clearly knew what kind of outcome her actions would bring, but despite her usual timidity and cowardice, she stood there more firmly than anyone else.
It was as if something more important than life itself was supporting her.
Ota coldly watched Astrid's figure, bearing humiliation and hardship. He could have eliminated this last unstable factor simply by giving the order, but his voice seemed stuck in his throat, unable to come out.
Fortunately, at this moment, Astrid finally began to take action.
"Just a little closer, just a little closer..."
At the edge of the stage, Astrid tiptoed, her heart pounding in her throat.
Her corrupting powers are actually quite simple: one is the ability to corrupt things, and the other is the ability to detonate corrupted objects. The latter is her primary means of combat; the more decayed and concentrated the energy of an object, the more terrifying the power it can unleash, even capable of destroying a capital city.
Unfortunately, in this royal capital where even rats are not allowed to die on the streets, she has very few ways to fight.
But it doesn't matter; in this situation, all she needs to do is use her corruption abilities.
Given her status as a great demon, corrupting that ordinary projection equipment without anyone noticing would be an easy task.
Thinking this way, Astrid gradually became more confident.
It's very close, extremely close; this distance is already within the range where corrupting authority takes effect.
Suppressing her excitement, Astrid took one last step forward!
"It's now!"
It was as if even his soul was reminding him that an extremely excited voice suddenly rang out behind his head!
"Okay, now!" Astrid exclaimed excitedly.
Wait... behind the head?
The next moment, several burly paladins suddenly surrounded her from behind and slammed her to the ground!
Eh?
Astrid looked blankly at him.
Although her authority activation does not require special magical power, in order to avoid exposing the suppression of her magical power and perception, it also means that at this moment, she is no different from an ordinary human woman, or even worse.
Without any surprise, before she could even react, she was pinned down unharmed by these well-trained paladins.
"Successfully subdued the reactionary elements, the great scholar of the Kingdom, Esther!"
The leading paladin looked excited.
I feel like I've got this for life.
The more prestigious the person you capture, the higher the merit you will receive. This time, the person you captured is the most esteemed scholar in the kingdom. If you think about it carefully... he might even be granted a noble title!
The paladin's hands trembled at the thought.
Astrid's entire body was trembling violently.
Belatedly realizing what was happening, she raised her head, staring at the stage so close to her, her mind completely blank.
—It's out! It's been exposed!
Astrid is not stupid; in fact, she is quite intelligent, ranking among the top three in intelligence among the female demons of the Demon King's Castle.
When these paladins appeared, she realized one thing:
His identity as a demon has probably been exposed!
Just like the night the Pope fell, the suspicious Prince Ota had already placed so many paladins around him, just waiting for such an opportunity to expose his true colors!
Otherwise, such a flawless plan of mine could never have been interrupted before it even began!
Lying face down on the ground, Astrid's face was ashen.
ended……
……
ended.
On the city wall, Ota looked at the subdued Astrid and thought to himself.
He took a few steps back. Even though he had eliminated all the factors that threatened Cuiyin, he felt inexplicably tired and couldn't even hear Cuiyin's melodious singing voice that was so close to him.
Turning around, Ota intended to sit back down in his seat.