The third day of the World Chant Held.

Nolan National Theatre.

Herolia softly sang the last note, and when her singing stopped, Herolia opened her eyes, and the audience standing on the stage stood up and gave Herolia a round of applause.

Her gaze swept over Bishop Darko who was sitting in the audience, and then to a legion commander sitting next to the vulture, the cold look on the old captain's face finally relieved after listening to Helolia's singing.

"Thank you."

Herolia glanced at the nearly 30,000 votes behind her, and bowed slightly to the audience and the camera with an excited and happy smile on her face.

"It seems that the audience that likes Miss Leah's singing far exceeds that of Lady Merya...... Please continue to show your singing on this stage, and Lady Merya, although you are sadly eliminated, I love the nursery rhyme you sang. ”

Qiao Xiu, who served as one of the judges, also gave this 'ordinary little girl's applause without hesitation, and then also gave victory to an old woman standing next to Herolia.

The rules of the semi-finals are that two contestants are on the same stage, and while one contestant sings, the other contestant stands on stage and listens to her singing.

It's a bit of a ring game.

"I'm lucky to hear Miss Leah sing so beautifully."

The old woman looked very open.

"It's... My pleasure. After thanking Lady Moya with some shyness, Herolia returned to the background to applause.

Behind the scenes of the stage is a hall for the pioneers to rest, and there are only 16 contestants today.

Therefore, the hall that could originally accommodate hundreds of people seemed a little empty at this time, even with the friends and relatives of these sixteen players.

Herolia had just finished her expression and was in the hall to find her guardian knight when a well-dressed man suddenly walked up to Herolia.

"Miss Leah......"

The man had pure blonde hair and eyes as blue as the sky, and his features were handsome enough to attract aristocratic ladies to dance with him at any ball.

And his demeanor and temperament also seem to be a well-educated aristocrat.

"Excuse me...... You... It's ......"

Herolia did not forget her identity and personality, and at this time she showed the reaction that a 'civilian girl' should have, she took a step back slightly and looked at the person in front of her with some uneasiness.

"My name is Roa Moratic, and I am the second son of Count Falosilars Moratico."

He politely took off his top hat and smiled mildly.

"You... Hello, my name is Leah. ”

Herolia's voice sounded a little choppy, and the expression on her face was a little frightened, for she, the 'commoner girl', the second son of an earl, no matter what country he came from, needed to maintain absolute awe.

"You don't need to be so reserved, Miss Leah."

Seeing her panicked, Roya wanted to gently hold her palm to close the distance.

But this action was dodged by a step-down by Hloria that left no trace.

This forced Roya to withdraw his hand hovering in mid-air with some embarrassment, but his good communication skills allowed him to quickly ease the awkward atmosphere.

"Actually, Miss Leah, I have another identity here, and that is an opera artist from the Fallosi Phoenix Feather Opera Company... He is also one of the contestants who have been promoted by the world's singers. Roya said.

"You...... Find me have... What's the matter? ”

Herolia easily suppressed the disgust in her heart, and continued to play the role of an ordinary civilian.

"I hope to invite you to join my troupe." As Roya said this, he took a step forward and approached Herolia, looking at the extremely plainly dressed civilian girl with affectionate eyes.

"The first time I heard your singing, I was overwhelmed by it...... Miss Leah, your singing shouldn't be buried in the city! I swear in the name of the Moraticio family that I can make you the most famous opera artist in Falosi, even if the king of Falosi has to wait in line to buy a ticket to your theater. ”

Roya's voice was full of absolute confidence, in his opinion, any opera artist who was born poor worked hard to practice and express himself, in order to become a world-famous opera artist, and what he wanted to get after becoming famous... Yes, of course......

"You will have a status and unimaginable wealth that is no less than that of the nobles."

As Roya stared at the civilian girl's brown pupils and the frightened and uneasy look in her eyes, Roya reached out to touch Leah's freckled cheek.

Wealth and status have been given, and Luo Ya is ready to conquer this commoner girl with her charm.

But before he could touch Leah's cheek, a hand reached out and grabbed his arm.

Luo Ya wanted to break free for a moment, but found that the strength of that hand was amazing, and even made him feel the pain of being caught in the iron tongs.

"Who ......" Roya's voice was tinged with anger, and he followed his arm to see the person who suddenly appeared next to Herolia.

Be...... A blonde girl who was almost the same height as him, but the cold meaning in the other party's eyes made Luo Ya shiver inexplicably.

"Lord Roya!"

Several of Luo Ya's guards wanted to rush over at this moment, but the other party just pushed slightly, and Luo Ya's body lost its balance and fell down, and fell straight into the arms of his guards to barely maintain his balance.

"Stop ......"

After Luo Ya got back to his feet, he stopped several of his guards, and the attendants of the surrounding Nolan National Theater had noticed the situation here.

If there is a dispute here, he will probably lose his style according to the rules laid down by the owner of the Nolan National Theater.

"I'm sorry, Leah... I'm late. ”

Messi looked at the personable young opera artist in front of him, and his eyes were full of chills.

"I'm fine, sister."

Herolia casually recounts her relationship with Messi, then runs to Messi's side and shakes Messi's hand.

"Mr. Roya, you seem to be the next player to appear?" Herolia asked suddenly.

"That's right." Roya straightened his clothes, trying to keep the smile on his face.

If the Messiah had been a man, maybe Loa would have given her a little color.

But it is a pity that Messi is a woman, and she is also a beautiful girl, and one of the family mottos has always been to be kind to beautiful girls.

"I'll consider your proposal, but you want me to prove yourself first... If you can't win even what you call this 'little game', I don't think you can win it with that troupe named after a bird's feather. ”

Helolia said it in a naïve tone, sounding some... Vicious words.

Of course, Roya heard the sarcasm in his words, and his brow jumped slightly, but the smile on his face remained the same.

"Your opponent seems to be sitting there, pretending to be a little downcast, and hopefully it won't affect your noble image on stage."

Herolia glanced at a figure sitting in the corner, who had been sitting in the corner since the beginning and muttering something that seemed to outsiders to be insane.

"He won't." After Luo Ya said this, Helolia left directly with the Messiah, and Luo Ya also looked at the very shabby figure sitting in the corner.