Bishop Darko straightened his clothes and walked into the Nolan National Theatre.

He was accompanied by a middle-aged man with a gloomy expression, 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, who, as the commander of the Fourth Army of the Holy Cult Army, is an expert among experts in dealing with demonic attacks.

A bishop and a legion commander are enough to compete with a demon of sin.

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

Not only those terrifying demons of sin, but also the demons of chaos who rule the demon world on the battlefield.

"I didn't feel any demonic aura around." The vulture lowered her voice and reported to Bishop Darko.

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

Bishop Darko holds a leaflet from the World Chantors.

From the above description, the chantors of the world are just a very simple singing competition, somewhat similar to the ceremony of the nuns of the Holy City entering the choir.

The host brings these singers together, and whoever sings well enough will be able to enter the church choir...... This is a high honor for any believer in the land of the Holy Religion.

Unfortunately, the contestants who participated in the 'Chant of the World' this time were not at all as professional as the nuns of the choir.

Every nun needs to go through a very rigorous training before she has a chance to win the choir.

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

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

Bishop Darko watched the crowd of people walking around him, making sure they didn't pose a threat to the saint he served.

But the more he observed, the more doubts became in Bishop Darco's heart.

The people who walked in front of him would be too amateurish to describe them as 'singers' or 'bards'.

It was not once that Bishop Darko had seen several mercenaries dressed in animal skins, with horned helmets on their heads, and muscular arms full of rock lines exposed, walking by.

There were also several middle-aged women dressed like housewives with aprons on their bodies......

If it weren't for the inscription 'Audition Ceremony for the World's Singers' Contest at the top of the hall of the Nolan National Theatre, Bishop Darko suspected that he had arrived at a mercenary inn with a lot of dirty controls.

"The participants in this competition are civilians from all over Nolan." The vultures seem to enjoy the atmosphere of this mixed crowd.

"I understand." Bishop Darko learned about the nature of the contest on that flyer.

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

"Are these people really qualified to stand on the same stage as Her Highness the Holy Maiden?" Bishop Darko watched the commoners walk by, and as one of the choir keepers, he knew how difficult it was to become a choir.

The Holy Lady Heloria is one of the finest chants of the Holy City since its birth.

Bishop Darko has always believed that there is no one in this world who can compare with the singing of the Holy Maiden, and even the greatest opera artist of Phalosi, in front of the singing voice of Herolia, is only the difference between dust and bright moon.

And such a great being has to compete for the championship of a game with a group of civilians who may not even know what singing is.

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

The vulture watched from afar the back of the Saint Herolia, and the Messiah who had been following her.

"Generosity?"

"Fifty years ago, Lord Herolia appeared once on the frontier battlefield of the Frost Nation." "It was a battle that I don't want to recall," said the vulture, "with demonic reinforcements pouring out of the Demon Realm all the time, and only two hundred warriors fighting alongside me, and by the end I could no longer feel the sensation in my hands or the pain in my body." ”

The vulture showed off his hands, which were extremely uncomfortable to look at, with a large number of scars entrenched over his hands like centipedes, and hardly any of them were intact.

"I don't know how many people were alive at the end of the battlefield, except for the roars of the demons and the sight occupied by blood...... The rest of my senses have left me entirely. After the vulture recounted this, a smile barely squeezed out of his gloomy face.

"I thought I would be dragged into the darkness by those demons, but I saw the light... Or rather, the light. ”

"Her Highness's singing......" Bishop Darko understood what the vulture's mouth meant by generosity.

"That's right, the magical singing, I can clearly feel the wounds in my body healing, and the consciousness that is so heavy that it is like a swamp becomes clear." The vulture rubbed the wound on her palm, and then said slowly, "A long time ago, I didn't believe that the singing of your choir had any effect, but the reality has taught me ignorance, and her singing is not as simple as washing the soul......"

Bishop Darko was silent after listening to the vulture's account, and it was a gift to be able to hear the singing of the Holy Maiden in the land of the Holy Religion.

Any Holy Cult is proud of this, but the Holy Maiden's singing has many powers that seem incredible to outsiders, in addition to soothing souls.

Slows down aging, increases the amount of magic in the body, and heals injuries...... Either one is enough to be called a miracle.

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

"Don't you think those who are humble are worthy of standing with the Holy Maiden?"

The vulture saw what Bishop Darko really thought, and this sentence caused the old bishop to sigh deeply.

It would have been an extremely risky thing to let the Holy Maiden leave the Holy City, and she deliberately came to participate in this competition, which was mostly participated by civilians, and there was no content or grade at all, which was enough to give Bishop Darko a headache when he explained to the Holy Religion Country.

However, if Bishop Darko changed his mindset a little, he could accept it.

"Perhaps the singing of Her Highness will make us lowly people understand... What a huge difference we have from her. Bishop Darko said.

And the 'we' that Bishop Darko refers to here also includes the other contestants at the Nolan National Theatre.