Alien world

Chapter 1470 104. Promotional Tournament Ready

Girardi went back.

Annan stood in front of the window, watching the no longer happy Girardi leaving Liberty City with the convoy in the sunset, as if he saw another self.

Some things can't be blamed on Girardi.

He yearns for freedom, has no interest in power, and is last in line for succession. If nothing unexpected happens, Girardi's life will be just a life of eating and waiting to die in his own manor.

As a result, when the Mad Duke killed all the heirs and clan members who disobeyed him, and Liberty City executed the remaining clan members who defected to him, he was the only one left in the entire family.

Before he was ready, the throne that countless people had gone crazy for, fought for, and gave up everything for was forced into his hands.

In any case, Girardi had no other choice. Either he was lucky enough to find a legitimate son of Montamblelock outside, or he had a son and waited 20 years before passing the throne to his son.

"Claire will be a strict sister," Olmedo said as he stepped forward.

“But neither of them knows anything about politics.”

"Like you said, how bad can it get?"

Idelia is selecting graduates to support the Principality, where they will assist Girardi and Claire in stabilizing the situation - a century of the Guards will also go with them.

Compared to a guard, this team of one hundred men was more like a warning, warning the nobles of the principality to cooperate with the Grand Duke.

Although the Principality of Montabullock was completely shattered by the Mad Dog Duke, it still had some foundations left - such as the Mage Association.

After handing over the affairs of the principality to the two deputy city lords, Annan returned his attention to "The People's Singer".

People everywhere seemed to be having withdrawal symptoms, and the calls for the start of the promotion matches were getting louder and louder.

Annan did not plan to start early, after all, the contestants were still rehearsing intensively. On Monday, the new issue of "Voice of Freedom" published some inside information to satisfy the audience's curiosity.

The next door "Singer Competition" has also entered the finals - the ten most prestigious singers will compete on the same stage. But while they are still using the old competition system, "All People's Singer" said it will upgrade the stage and bring all audiences an audio-visual feast like watching an opera.

The audience response was mediocre, but the article "Rat people voted in large numbers to support their favorite contestant" published in the inconspicuous last section caused quite a stir.

Rat people are like pimples on the face. No one likes them, but they have to pay attention to them. And they feel a little bit satisfied when the pimples burst.

"How can we out-advertise him?"

Looking at the image of rat heads swarming on the magic newspaper, Sir Turkinson threw the newspaper on the table helplessly.

He hasn't been out for a long time, but there's no doubt that people outside are talking about "Singer of the Nation".

"If Annan Reeves wasn't already the Holy Son of the Church of Wealth, I would really doubt whether he had any connection with the God of Art."

"We've reached the point of no return," Bean said.

"Yes, there is no way out..." Sir Turkinson murmured and picked up the list aside.

The finals will be held over ten days, with one contestant appearing each day. The first day will be the famous kisser Aisha Oliveira, and Ms. Madeleine will naturally appear on the last day.

"Honey, it's getting late, let's go get some rest."

Sir Turkinson stood up and turned off the magic lamp, and the bedroom fell into darkness.

There was a rustling sound of clothes being taken off, followed by bursts of panting, which lasted for more than ten minutes before returning to calm.

Late at night, the full moon climbed up into the night sky, and the sleeping Bean suddenly sat up in shock.

"what happened?"

Sir Turkinson was awakened and saw Bean sitting in the moonlight, his thin collarbone glowing white.

"I seem to have dreamed about things in the past..." "Did you remember your past?"

Bean shook his head: "Just some fragments... very cold, very icy, a lot of water, and a blurry face..."

A pair of warm hands cupped his face.

"Don't worry, I'll remember it slowly."

"Um……"

The next day, Sir Turkinson and Bean dressed up and rushed to the Art Theater to attend the first final.

There was a huge crowd outside and the theater seats were all full. Although "Singer Contest" is not as popular as "Everyone Sings", it does not mean it is unpopular.

It’s just that audiences who pay attention to the art capital usually prefer elegant performances.

If they were not worried about being targeted by Annan and causing trouble again, they would have taken the opportunity to satirize "The People's Singer" long ago.

At the exact moment, singer-kisser Aisha Oliveira stepped onto the stage with her skirt lifted, and her voice as sweet as a nightingale echoed in the theater.

Bean closed his eyes and reveled in the beautiful singing.

Sir John Turkinson also admired it, but his attention was more focused on the audience seats downstairs.

Only the rich or the noble are qualified to sit in the theater, but the real aristocrats are in the VIP room on the second floor, just like him.

Sir Turkinson looked at Bean's profile, and suddenly reached out and held his hand. When Bean opened his eyes from his intoxication and looked at him in surprise, he said:

"The promotion round of 'Everyone's Singer' will start tonight. Let's go watch it after the competition is over."

……

On the day of the promotion match, Liberty City announced the top 100 players.

However, those who had been following the competition had already received the results from the polls, and they had spread the news to the streets.

The casinos that made a lot of money in the knockout rounds quickly followed suit, and there were a few more popular players, such as the blue dragon Nocturis, but the most favored ones were still the Saint, Bailey Knight, and the Silver Dragon.

Due to changes in the competition system, the songs to be sung by the 100 contestants have been sent to the organizers in advance. On a temporary open space in the eastern part of Liberty City, the invited musicians are seizing the time to rehearse.

There was no way. There was no place in Liberty City where so many musicians could practice at the same time.

If "All-People Singer" were held again next year, the situation wouldn't be so embarrassing.

The benefits of adding musicians are obvious. In addition to the fact that musical instruments can cover up the singers' shortcomings and amplify the contestants' strengths, it will also make the performance more interesting.

Otherwise, why could Alshir and Orc Hama, who came with their own accompaniment, easily enter the top 100? Is it really because they sing so well?

Annan moved the performance time to the evening because there was more atmosphere at night - also, people would finish work at night and have time to go to the Colosseum or the commercial street to watch the game.

The promotion tournament still lasts for seven days, with an average of thirteen games per day, which is almost the length of a magic image.

However, I don’t know whether it is a coincidence or intentional, the day of the "Everyone Singer" final will also be the last day of the "Singer Contest".

Annan thought about it and didn't change the time.

They had no reason to be afraid of the capital of art, and coincidentally, having the competition on the same day could put an end to the rivalry between the two sides.

Bailey Knight and the traitor Madeline face off against each other…it’s fun to think about.

(End of this chapter)