Masked Singer

"Selina?"

Linsey turned to look at Wala Wala.

He felt that this name was not something a normal person could come up with.

The reactions of the people at the Fimbul Theater seemed to confirm this—the girl did indeed have other names.

Ignoring the lady's pressing questions, Wala Wala looked directly at Linsey and said, "That was her previous stage name."

"Actresses always need a nickname or something, so this was my nickname back then."

Ignored by the Wala Wala, the noblewoman trembled with anger.

If this weren't the Fimbul Theater, she would have definitely shouted out her questions, but at this moment she could only suppress her voice and ask again, her voice trembling:

"Selina."

"Answer me immediately: What is the purpose of your visit here?"

Wala Wala then affectionately took Linsey's arm and walked up to the lady:

What am I doing here?

"Of course I brought my students here to learn your advanced musical performance techniques."

"The prestigious Fimbul Theater wouldn't be barring ordinary visitors from entering, would it?"

"..."

Linsey blinked and nodded.

Thinking about it carefully, this statement is actually quite accurate! All the musical instrument playing abilities listed on his Attribute Panel were learned from Wala Wala.

In contrast, the noblewoman's facial skin twitched slightly.

She replied coldly, "The Fimbul Theater certainly does not refuse entry to audiences."

"But if the other party is a villain with malicious intentions, then we also have the right to refuse them entry!"

Wala Wala laughed sarcastically, "Look at what you're saying."

"It's as if you're being targeted by a phantom thief."

"What, are you afraid that your popular actress will be bewitched by someone else?"

"Selina!" The noblewoman almost couldn't suppress her voice, but when she saw Savat beside her, she had an idea. "You remnant of Black Tide Island, how dare you associate with the Blue Robe?"

She said to Savat seriously:

"Sir, do you know who your friend is?"

"..."

Savat's performance was unexpected.

His previous domineering attitude had completely vanished, and he was now staring intently at Wala Wala, as if using images from his memory to confirm the figure before him.

"You are... the Masked Singer?"

Wala Wala replied with an aloof and unapproachable expression, "I'm sorry."

"When a performer announces their retirement from the stage, it means that the identity has died."

"..."

incredible.

Savat, who was previously considered extremely difficult to deal with, has now lost his composure.

He acted as if a fan had seen their idol right in front of them, even avoiding direct eye contact with Wala Wala, forcing himself to turn his head to look at the wealthy woman beside him:

"Ms. Salah, please step aside. We are on official business."

"On official business?" The noblewoman noticed the word, then looked at Wala Wala, who seemed to be not wearing Blue Robe, and sneered. "The remnants of Black Tide Island, they must have done something shady again, which is why you caught them."

"Sir, I suggest you get rid of this swindler immediately..."

Savat interrupted her directly, "Madam, please do not insult people's reputations."

"We are currently investigating a case involving the White Star Family, and these two are my accomplices!"

Upon hearing this, the noblewoman took a step back. "The White Star Family?"

She was a mid-level manager at the Fimbul Theater, responsible for the management of the theatre lobby, but her position was definitely not at the decision-making level.

Faced with this problem, she obediently stepped aside and let everyone in.

"Then I wish you all the best in your work."

"Haini, come and keep these 'adults' company!"

The lady raised her voice and called over a young theater worker, who stared at Linsey and her group.

He then hurriedly walked into the theater.

In any case, reputation is of paramount importance to a theater.

When an investigation comes to one's own territory, whether it involves interference with the performance or other aspects, it must be reported immediately.

Thus, accompanied by staff, Savat began his inspection of the theater.

Although she realized that Wala Wala was the once-famous Masked Singer.

But his sense of duty overcame his surprise, and he began to carefully examine each location in the theater.

Whenever I arrived at a location featured in a picture book, I found nothing of interest.

Savat would also earnestly ask Linsey, "Mr. Linsey, can you find any traces here?"

Linsey would step forward to check, and the answer would often be disappointing, "There are no traces here."

We continued searching in just these few places.

While hurrying along, Linsey whispered to Wala Wala:

"He was very clear about his targets, and it seems he has memorized all the pictures in the book."

Wala Wala nodded and said, "After all, he's a professional painter."

"Given their visual memory, having looked through that picture book, they would naturally be able to recognize every corresponding corner."

Linsey steered the conversation to what really interested her. "Wala Wala, what's going on here?"

"Can you tell me about Selina and the Masked Singer?"

Wala Wala, with her arms around Linsey's, said in a somewhat boastful tone, "You know she's mastered quite a few artistic skills."

"When I was trying to find my true self using these things, I was somewhat well-known."

"..."

Linsey quickly went through the information in her mind.

The actress named Yao Xing is an important member of the Fimbul Theater and a rising star who is attracting much attention.

Given the reputation of this theater, he is probably quite a famous figure in the entire City of a Thousand Sails.

And Wala Wala—

As long as she wasn't lying.

In the past, she was even better than Miss Yao Xing in terms of acting ability!

At this moment, Wala Wala added, "Linsey, remember I said I have my own studio in the City of a Thousand Sails?"

Linsey nodded:

"Of course I remember, I'll definitely go see it when I have time."

Wala Wala immediately turned her head away and pointed with her chin at the theater in front of her:

"When to go... we'll talk about it when we have the chance."

"In short, I owe my wealth and ability to buy my own studio to this experience!"

Linsey and Wala Wala whispered to each other as Savat worked hard ahead.

They gradually arrived at an empty theater stand.

Just when everything seemed to be going as usual.

Suddenly, a large group of people squeezed in through the theater entrance next door.

Among them were actors dressed in glamorous costumes, as well as obsequious flatterers.

Surrounded by a crowd, a girl with a face as beautiful as the stars and the moon stepped out.

She wore a silver-white rabbit fur dress, her graceful figure far surpassing the dazzling jewels on her clothes. Her delicate aura concealed a tenacity, and she was like a perfect flower, beckoning people to cherish her.

But the girl didn't care about anything in the theater.

She simply stared intently at Wala Wala, and from her elegant neck came a voice that seemed to twist and turn a thousand times:

"Selina!"

"I knew you would come back!"