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Rheinfel squeezed hard with a bunch of snacks and finally arrived at the entrance of the academy, but was ruthlessly told by the guards that he must have an admission ticket to the party.

"What do you mean!?" Rheinfel exclaimed, "I'm a participant in the YC region!"

"Do you have a certificate of bringing a student?" asked the guard.

"No ......"

"Then how do you prove that you are a contestant?" the guard said: "I have watched all today's game, obviously without you, go quickly, don't be mischievous!"

"That's because I didn't play!" Rheinfel secretly shouted in his heart that he was unlucky, but he abandoned the game directly on the opposite side in the last game, so that he didn't even have a chance to play and be familiar.

"Okay, I'm going to get rid of I don't know how many people like you are pretending to be contestants!" the guard waved his hand and said impatiently: "If you pester me again, I will ask someone to arrest you first, so as not to disturb the order!"

Rheinfel was about to argue, when suddenly a hand stretched out behind him, holding two tickets.

"I've got a ticket, for two!"

Rheinfel was stunned when he heard this, and turned around, but saw that it was Ole who came behind him at some point, "You have a ticket?"

"You didn't ask!" Ole laughed, "Although I did forget!"

Rheinfel gave him a blank look, took the ticket and stuffed it into the guard's hand, and ran into the hall with a puff of smoke.

"Why are you running so fast, wait for me!" shouted Ole.

"The party is about to begin!" said Reinfel: "Hold on!"

Ole was helpless, chased after him, and followed Rheinfel into the venue.

At this time, the sky was dark, and the venue was full of spectators holding flowing color crystals, and the dense room was almost full, and the Streamer Illusion looked gorgeous and charming in the night.

"Oh no, where are our seats?" Rheinfel suddenly came to his senses, and he took the ticket directly to the guard, forgetting to take the ticket stub.

"I know!" Ole shook his head as he clutched the ticket in his hand, "Aren't you usually very shrewd?

"They say that love gets carried away, and now I believe it!" said Rheinfel.

While the two were talking, the already faint crystal lights in the venue flickered, and the cries rang out.

At this earth-shattering voice, a delicate and soft chant rose slowly, like a clear stream in the tumbling waves, which was wonderful and moving.

Rheinfel paused abruptly and looked back.

I saw that the lights on the venue slowly lit up with the chanting and singing, and a slender shadow appeared in the faint light.

She was wearing a white dress, pure as snow, and her long blue hair was like rippling water, looking from afar as if the sea of clouds was reflecting, quiet and pleasant.

The sound of the tide suddenly quieted down at the moment she appeared, and this sudden silence was as if a landslide and tsunami had been stopped by time in an instant, and the heavens and the earth were silent, only her groaning sound, far away in the sky.

Her eyes are slightly narrowed, her thin lips are lightly opened, and her voice is gentle and tactful, touching people's hearts.

"Worthy of a god singer, this voice is really like a godsend!" Ole stood next to Rheinfel and couldn't help but sigh.

"Like a godsend?" Rheinfel looked at Shirya, her eyes closed slightly, and her tone was deep, "but her songs are full of sadness that only humans can have......"

"Sadness?" said Olaich, "where do you hear sadness? This is the style of the Divine Word song......

"It's not a matter of style!" said Reinfel, "I can just hear the sadness in her singing, which is caused by the pain of the past." ”

"Can you hear this?" Ole glanced at Rheinfel suspiciously, and suddenly said, "But speaking of which, the life experience of this Shirlia princess is indeed quite sad. ”

"Do you know anything about her?" Rheinfel's expression changed dramatically, and he grabbed Ole's shoulders with both hands and asked, "What happened to her?"

"Don't be so excited, people see it and think I have some special fetishes!" Ole shook off Rheinfel's hand and said, "I also heard about your relationship with her, so I went to investigate!"

"Investigation?" Rheinfel said, "The princess's private information is confidential, how did you investigate?"

"Hehe, as a strategic analyst, if I don't have some special channels, how can I get mixed up?" said Ole proudly.

"Okay, you're amazing!" Rheinfel unusually didn't complain about Ole, but said eagerly: "Then what did you investigate?"

Hearing this, Ole helped his eyes and said, "As far as I know, Princess Shirya's father was originally the eldest son of the previous king, and was supposed to succeed to the throne of the king, but Princess Shirlia died when she was eight years old, and Shirya's mother also fell ill because of this, and soon died of excessive longing! Since then, Princess Shirlia has become silent, and it is said that because her mother was also a god singer before, she embarked on the path of a god word singer. ”

"Eight-year-old......" Rheinfel frowned, "that should be when I met her...... Is it ......?"

"What is it?" asked Ole.

"Nothing!" Reinfel shook his head, and by this time Shirleya's song had come to an end.

Listening to her pitch getting higher, but still round and thick, like a clear stream, reaching to the depths of the human soul, and to the highest high, the listener is like being in the void of the universe, far away to the deep and unclear end.

Everyone was immersed in the indescribable realm, but Rheinfel's eyes remained fixed on Shirleya, silently watching her figure disappear in the fading light.

The room fell silent and no one made a sound, for they had not yet recovered from the distant tune.

The organizers seemed to be well aware of the audience's situation, and after a moment of silence, they remembered a trace of drum music, low and faint, but enough to stir people's hearts.

The drum beat gradually brightened and raised, and then gradually turned rapid, and the audience's minds were slowly pulled back, and the noise began to appear in the arena again.

At this moment, a flame suddenly erupted in the center of the venue, and the lights of the whole venue flashed, and it was as bright as day in an instant.

A high-pitched female voice suddenly sounded, as strong and powerful as a volcanic eruption, diametrically opposed to Shirya's distant singing voice just now.

In the midst of the flames, Nora appeared in a fiery red short dress, her body was extremely hot and eye-catching, and at the moment she appeared, the drums thundered, like a storm, shocking the audience.

The audience on the field was immediately moved by this fiery atmosphere and cheered loudly.

"Nora, this girl is here!" Ole turned to speak to Rheinfel, only to find that he was no longer there.

"Where's the people?" Ole glanced around, but he couldn't find Rheinfel at all.

Yesterday's more,Because of the background crash, I forgot to pass it!

(End of chapter)