"The world... The remnants of the Tree? ”

This abrupt mention of Herolia caught the attention of the Messiah.

As for the World Tree, until Messi saw the one held by the frost elf Tyrin, her knowledge of this magical and ancient plant was only a 'legend'.

But Herolia knew that she had the leaves of the World Tree on her body just by contact.

The Holy Maiden did not answer her again, but once again clenched Messi's hand, and Maiser tried to break free, only to find that the Holy Maiden's strength was amazing.

This power was not the brute force that made Messi feel pain, but the time in Herolia seemed to freeze.

Herolia had closed her eyes at this point, and when she opened them again, she was in a dark 'spiritual world'.

A ball of light illuminates the darkness around it, and gradually the ball of light transforms into an animal resembling an elk.

Herolia reached out and stroked the creature's fur, then looked back behind her.

It was an incredible sight, and the threads of golden light gathered from all around to the elk.

This golden glow represents the believers who believe in her, or rather admire her, in the Holy City, and these beliefs converge into the strength and nourishment that supplies the elk in front of Herolia.

The fact that there are so many believers is the result of hundreds of years of hard work by Hloria.

And Herolia could also see a small ball of light on Messiah's body, but in addition to this small ball of light, there was also a white light, and next to the light cluster was a pure white cat.

"Should I celebrate your awakening?" Herolia whispered.

Unfortunately, the cat ignored her, yawned and scratched her chin with her paws, and continued to lie on the light and squint her eyes and fall asleep.

"You've been asleep for so long, and now... How many of your believers are left? ”

Herolia's words made the white cat lying on the ball of light open its eyes slightly, and at this moment, a large number of white light clusters appeared in the pitch-black space in front of Herolia's eyes.

Clusters of light converged in this pitch-black space, looking like a twinkling starry sky.

"Impossible, it only took a month......

Although Heloria was fully mentally prepared, she still showed a shocked expression at this moment.

"In the end... How? ”

Perhaps to give Herolia an answer, the pitch-black space around her suddenly faded, and when she blinked again, the light in front of her disappeared and was replaced by the interface of the caster's forum, and a series of refreshed posts on it.

"Heroia-sama, what's wrong with you?"

Messi kept calling out to Herolia, and Herolia's expression had been in a sluggish state since just now, and this situation lasted for a minute.

"I... It's okay. ”

Herolia let go of Messi's hand, and her connection to the magic net was instantly disconnected at this moment, and she kept recalling the scene of 'a large number of white light clusters converging' just now.

She had a sense of frustration that her efforts in the past hundred years were not as fruitful as the white cat's squinting eyes and sleeping for an afternoon.

How, exactly? A pact with the devil?

"Messi, I remember that you were protecting an elf, and that elf was on the side of the Chaos Demon, right?" Herolia asked suddenly.

"Yes, the elf is... Work for the Chaos Demons. ”

Messi was honest about the identity of the Frost Elf Tyrin in the Hearthstone Tavern, and the Frost Elf did indeed live in the Hearthstone Tavern.

Judging from the state in which the frost elf was talking to the Chaos Demon, it didn't look like a 'slave' or a 'servant' at all, but more like a 'companion'.

"What job?"

"Sing... Song. ”

Misai took a moment to remember what the frost elf had done in the tavern.

Aside from occasionally helping the taverns' attendants bring drinks, he spends more time sitting on the tavern's small stage playing the harp and singing songs that sound like you want to sleep.

But ever since the Hearthstone Tavern introduced the Primordial Crystal, which can record singing, the Frost Elves have rarely sung on stage.

But Messi was sure that Tallyin's duty under the Chaos Demon was to sing songs, some of which made people feel so peaceful that they wanted to fall asleep, and some of which made their hearts flutter so much that they wanted to go to war.

Whatever kind of mess it is, in good conscience, it is a piece that rivals that of a choir!

Of course... The Messiah in front of the choir leaders... In front of the Holy Lady Herolia, she did not dare to make such an assessment.

"So her duties are basically the same as my choir?"

After listening to the Messiah's narration, the only thing she could think of was the choir.

"There are some differences, the Chaos Demon recorded the Frost Elf's singing in a protocrystall called 'Record', which can only be purchased by anyone for a certain amount of money, and can listen to her singing anytime and anywhere after having a record, and there is a Nolan voice on the magic web."

In order to demonstrate, the Messiah opened the voice of Nolan on the magic web.

At this time, the morning news program of the Nolan Voice has ended, and the next program happens to be in charge of the frost elf Tyrin.

The saint took Messi's hand again, connected to the magic net, and clicked on the program of Nolan's voice under the guidance of Messi.

'Good afternoon, listeners, I'm Tylene, and today I'm going to continue the story of the last Aladdin. ’

To be honest, Tyrene didn't listen carefully to what Heroria was talking about, her attention was entirely focused on the 'listeners' in the bottom right corner of Nolan's Voice.

At the beginning, it was 1,427 people, and in less than three minutes after the show started, the number instantly rose to 5,724 people, and it is still growing.

There is a festival in the holy city called the 'Glow Festival', and on this day to commemorate the birth of the gods, the choir sings a hymn for the whole holy city, but due to the limited space in the square of the holy city, there are very few people who can actually hear it.

Apparently... The number of listeners listening to Nolan's Voice is now approaching the pilgrims at the Glow Festival.

"Lord Herolia... I've heard the Chaos Demon define the elf's profession. ”

Messi felt that the frost elf was no longer a 'bard', and that her way of acting was very different from that of the singers.

After all, in this world, any singer's performance needs to spend a lot of money in the theater to enjoy, and in the eyes of Messiah, it is a luxury enjoyed by pedantic aristocrats.

The singing voices of the Holy Maiden and the choir also belong to the category of 'treasures'.

But the Frost Elf's song was different, and it only cost a small amount of money, or find a time to stay in front of Nolan's voice to enjoy her singing.

"What... Definition? ”

Herolia looked at Nolan's Voice interface with some distraction.

"Even... Resemble. It took a long time for Messi to remember the words spoken by the Chaos Demon, a profession she had never heard of.