Alien world

Chapter 1488 Chapter 122. Champion
Madeline is just an ordinary person. She would die if she fell from a height of more than ten meters.

The audience was busy screaming in fear as they watched the fire fall.

When the most famous singer in the world was about to fall to her death due to an "accident", a levitation magic caught her and made her land lightly on the ground.

Madeline pursed her lips, her cheeks a little pale, and her singing turned into a low solo chorus, as if everything that had just happened was just a stage effect.

The frightened audience gradually calmed down.

……

Luo Xi ran up to the stage with his back bent, and whispered, "Lord Annan, I have already reminded Turkinson."

"very good."

The fools who create crises think they can just sit back and watch their neighbors screw up or even have an accident.

They made a big mistake.

In fact, Annan never cared whether they copied him or not. Even when he initially caused trouble for the art capital, it was only because they slandered and attacked him in the newspapers, so he had no choice but to fight back.

Because of magic and supernatural powers, the culture of Allen's world is always in its infancy. Annan tries to promote its development and doesn't mind the followers behind him.

After all, he was going to blaze a new trail in the empty wilderness.

If no one follows, is it still called a road?

He was mainly curious whether Sir Turkinson would use this opportunity to settle accounts?

After the competition, most of his power will disappear. At least he will no longer be able to use the name of the competition to make the art capital listen to him.

……

Art Theatre, backstage.

Sir Turkinson's tense expression relaxed slightly.

"Thank you for your help, Mr. Hellanni." He said to an old wizard beside him who had just dispersed his spell.

"This is what I should do." The old wizard named Helloni said with a stern face, "Turkinson, find the murderer who dared to hurt Miss Madeline."

Helloni is the wizard sent by the Two-Faced Count to protect Madeline. If anything happens to her here, he will not be able to escape the blame.

"I will."

As soon as the words fell, there was a cry of surprise from the side.

"Lord Turkinson, the prop master has been arrested!"

"Very good. Interrogate him strictly."

But Sir Turkinson was not hopeful. He had checked everything in the theater several times and was sure it was not a problem with the props.

There are also problems with Annan Reeves... It seems that the people behind the scenes want them to fight each other, but I didn't expect that two people who seemed to be incompatible could stand together.

Sir Turkinson didn't care about the murderer behind the scenes. If the sky fell, there would be someone taller to support it.

He summoned the guards and led the team out personally while the whole city's attention was focused on the Grand Theater.

Sir John Turkinson wants to control the city of art, and the Palace of Art is a huge obstacle that he cannot avoid.

"The results are about to be announced. Are you going out?" Bean asked worriedly as he watched Sir Turkinson putting on leather armor.

"I'll be back by then."

"You want to take this opportunity to eliminate them?" Bean understood what his lover wanted to do. "This is too risky..."

Since planning the "Singer Contest", Turkinson has become a completely different person.

"Why do you think the Governor chose me?"

"Because you are excellent."

"There are so many excellent people, why did he choose me?" Sir Turkinson kicked up a few magic scrolls, his eyes flashing with ambition:

"I must take this opportunity to eliminate the dissidents in the capital of art and firmly control this city, so that I can be qualified to become the governor's pawn."

"Ben, stay with Lady Madeline and don't leave. If my plan fails... return to your brother immediately."

"Lord Turkinson, everything is ready." The guard rushed in and said.

Sir Turkinson nodded, stepped forward and embraced Bean in his arms.

"wait me back."

……

The art capital is brightly lit, but there are not many people on the streets, and it is quiet.

At this time, people in the city were sitting in the theater, waiting for Madeleine's appearance.

The impact of Sir Turkinson's actions was minimized. Sir Turkinson and his entourage rushed through the empty streets and came straight to Andre Manor.

It was Doyle who had always been causing trouble for him, but Turkinson knew very well that Andre was the one who manipulated everything behind the scenes.

The dozing gatekeeper had never expected that anyone would dare to storm the manor, and was completely unable to stop the aggressive knights, allowing them to break into the manor and arrive right in front of the mansion.

"stop!"

The gate of the mansion opened, and a great wizard dressed in a wizard robe walked out, followed by young tribesmen.

"Turkinson? Who gave you the courage to attack Lord Andre's manor?"

Sir Turkinson took out a parchment scroll with an expressionless face.

"I am under the order of the Governor General to investigate the murder of Lady Madeline. I suspect that you are colluding with the Chaos Cult. Those who resist... will be regarded as enemies."

"Kill without mercy."

……

Madeline falling from a great height frees the audience from having to look up at her.

Count Andre frowned slightly, he was not very happy with Madeleine's choice of this song.

Are you going to act on your own just because the champion has already been decided?

Count Andre smiled and relaxed back in his chair. If it wasn't done well, it was that guy's fault, not theirs.

At this moment, one of his confidants hurried over and leaned over to whisper something in Count Andre's ear.

"what?!"

The expressionless old man was about to stand up in shock and anger when a strong hand pressed down on his shoulder.

"Turkinson, how dare you--!"

Count Andre lost his voice when he saw the person coming.

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't ruin the game, or the Governor will not forgive you or me."

Sir Turkinson pointed to the stage, sent away his cronies, and sat down next to him.

"Phew, it looks like we've caught up."

As the performance on stage was coming to an end, Sir Turkinson let out a breath.

Count Andre said gloomily: "Turkinson, do you know what you are doing?"

"Do I look like I'm being controlled?"

Count Andre was a little uneasy. Was Turkinson crazy? Did he know that by doing this he would push himself to the wrong side of the art world?
But all the tribesmen had been captured, and Count Andre didn't want to anger this madman any further.

"You suspect the accident just now, that wasn't me..."

"It's too late. Your people have already confessed their guilt."

Count Andre's eyes suddenly widened: "How dare you...how dare you!"

"Andre, decades of comfort have made you forget the struggle..."

Young Turkinson smiled and said:
"This is the struggle for power. The winner takes all, and the loser eats dust."

Madeline on the stage sang the last line at this moment, and the theater burst into applause.

clap clap-

Lord Turkinson applauded.

……

Bailey on stage sang the last line.

There was applause, but it wasn't the loudest.

Except for the people of Silver City who knew the story of the twins and covered their mouths with tears in their eyes, most people could not appreciate the duet without one person.

At this point, Losey ran up to the judges’ table and whispered, “Madeline also sang this song solo.”

“Is she the champion?”

"Well, the City of Arts awarded her the championship!"

Annan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It looks like Liberty City wins, again.

(End of this chapter)