Chapter 347

Tang Liuli obediently took a piece of apple pie and bit into it like a hamster, looking at Sister Ellie's familiar face. Vague images flashed through her mind, as if she had a very deep impression of her.

This is only natural.

If you're friends with Chu Yuanqing in your first playthrough, you'll generally know that Sister Ellie is his adoptive mother and, besides Charlotte and the other children in the orphanage, her only family.

In other words, from the perspective of the three Little Idol, Sister Ellie is a perfect match for a mother-in-law; she should be called "Mom" without any rounding.

Well, from this perspective, Charlotte has won by a huge margin.

Xie Qingxuan looked at Sister Ellie with curiosity. Unlike Little Sakura and the cat who were taken in by City of Doomsday Chu Yuanqing and lived there for a long time, she had hardly ever met Sister Aili.

In addition, since her memories had not fully returned, Sister Ellie was a mysterious figure to her, a figure with a strange and hazy aura of an elder, and she had only recently begun to piece together her impressions of her.

In summary, you can't treat your older sister the same way; you need to learn to cultivate a personality like Xiao Shu's that pleases elders.

That being said, the Golden Haired Doggy has remained quiet these past few days (she's tried her best), but she's been very careful to control her expressions and demeanor, completely forgetting that Sister Ellie is blind, which makes the Liuli Cat Cat watching from the side want to laugh.

While obediently eating her meal, Kiriwake Yayoi kept an eye on the children around her and used this as a topic to chat with Sister Ellie, showcasing the charmingly tactful nature of Sakura Girl, leaving the cats and dogs with extremely low social skills nearby with no chance to join in.

Because of the "granddaughter" buff, Chu Wangshu sat quietly to the side and was well-liked by Sister Ellie. She didn't think much of it, but admired the nun's erudition and ability to speak the Great Xia Language so fluently.

On the stage not far away, the townspeople brought out their special skills that they had prepared for a year. Some performed acrobatics and magic, some sang and danced, some recited poems, and some performed performance art.

Until quite a while later,

Only then did the Doomsday Diva lead Chu Yuanqing onto the stage. She wore a beautiful gown that was even more elaborate than a Roman dress, and her silky blue hair was braided and loose, covering her back.

Charlotte was in a great mood. When she pouted her pink lips, it was as if pink bubbles were floating all around her, shimmering and spreading like light, proclaiming the powerful presence of an idol. As soon as she stepped onto the stage, she caught everyone's attention and was exceptionally radiant.

The Pure White Witch's gilded eyes looked down, her hair, tied in a low ponytail, fell down. She had changed into a suit that matched her hair color, like a knight who was responsible for protecting a noble lady, deliberately dressed in casual clothes to blend into the ball.

The Little Idol in the audience watched with sparkling eyes, taking out their phones to take pictures, secretly hoping to see this version of Qing Bao elsewhere.

At the next table,

Chen Yining was pondering how to reach Charlotte's absurd Idol Power, while warily glancing at her childhood sweetheart to prevent her from stealing her affections.

Lin Bao'er seemed lost in thought, muttering to herself:

"Although it was Teacher Chu who was being forced to kiss her, she was standing in the male position and dressed like a top, so is Charlotte the kind of seductive bottom that people talk about online?"

In order to sort out the complicated and tangled emotions in her heart, she spent the last few hours sneaking into various fan support groups for the Nv Tong CP (a pairing of female and male characters), secretly reading a lot of unconventional fanfiction, and learning a lot of knowledge from the group members. She is now a completely different person.

Liang Xiaoxiao glanced at a certain spot high in the sky. After fusing with the Blood Throat gene, her perception had become much sharper, and she could already vaguely sense the Program Group's nano-cameras.

The girl tried her best to keep a straight face, pretending to be an innocent bystander, not revealing any flaws as someone in the know, as if she was afraid that after the program aired, netizens with their Leeuwenhoek imaginations would fill in strange truths.

On stage,

Charlotte waved and greeted the townspeople excitedly. Outside, she was the national flower of Austria, Saintess of the United Nations, and an idol going global. But in this small town full of relatives and friends, she was just a girl who had been watched by the townspeople grow up little by little.

Everyone finds the atmosphere of the town magical, and the reason why the festival has remained unchanged to this day is all thanks to Charlotte's consistent quality and brilliance.

Without this charm that has captivated the entire town since childhood, it would have been impossible to build such a strong, fairytale-like bond within such a vast network of relationships.

For the townspeople, they didn't need to hear Charlotte sing; just watching her chatter with a beaming smile was enough to provide them with emotional value and make them look forward to the next birthday celebration.

Therefore, the reaction from the audience was extremely enthusiastic.

When Charlotte finished expressing her gratitude and mentioned that the happiest thing that happened to her in the year was meeting Chu Yuanqing next to her, the whole town was filled with excitement.

The men drinking beer put down their bottles and looked at the Pure White Witch on the stage with the same scrutiny one would give a son-in-law, but a second later they compromised, thinking, "This girl is as cute as Charlotte," and gave up thinking, raising their glasses and laughing.

The wave of gossip spread from the inner circle to the outer circle. The townspeople at table after table were like hundreds of groups of relatives and aunts stacked up. The sheer number of their gazes and the complexity of their emotions made Chu Yuanqing on the stage feel a chill run down his spine.

The children in the chapel were also discussing it enthusiastically, with the more precocious ones convinced that Charlotte was talking about love, not friendship.

Liang Xiaoxiao was greatly shocked.

Although the wording is subtle and can be interpreted as friendship, the outfits in the stands and the atmosphere in the audience—what's the difference between this and an official announcement? It's even a socially awkward announcement, like coming out to all your relatives and neighbors in public all at once!

Yes, the social anxiety of a social terrorist.

If this segment were cut into the actual show, who knows what kind of hilarious comments would flood the screen.

Charlotte ignored the uproar from the audience. Like a fairy who had just finished playing a prank, she turned around and smiled at the person next to her, then started dancing to the languid melody.

The sounds of famous Spanish violin pieces filled the air.

The stage lighting system was switched to soft, natural light.

Charlotte walked towards him step by step, placed her hand on Chu Yuanqing's shoulder, and took the initiative to lead the rhythm, dancing a classic tango.

Kiriwake Yayoi looked at the scene with a hint of envy, but then it dawned on her—no wonder it took more than half an hour; the two of them had probably been learning this in the Waiting Room during that time.

Tang Liuli blinked. She had learned a little tango, but only with a dance teacher. She had never specifically sought a dance partner and had never danced it again after learning it. She could definitely ask Qing Bao for a refresher later.

Xie Qingxuan had also studied tango. Her innocent eyes were filled with anticipation, but then she glanced at her own height and showed a slightly disappointed expression. She was originally 171 centimeters tall, but recently she had grown a little more and was almost 173 centimeters tall.

To be honest, this height is a bit too tall for an idol; it's already at a rather risky level. Normally, when forming a group, the members chosen for a debut would be of relatively average height to consider the stage effect.

Within their team, 165cm is the average for the standard measurements. Being too much above or below this number will result in a lack of coordination, increasing the workload for the costume designer and the company.

Of course, the Golden Haired Doggy wasn't disappointed about that; she was disappointed about her height and that Qing Bao could only dance the male steps in the tango.

Although Chu Yuanqing had also developed a bit in the past two months, he was only a little over 164 centimeters tall. He needed to wear 11 centimeters of height-increasing pads to make it look more proportionate, which was as difficult as walking on stilts.

However... watching Qing Bao dance the female steps doesn't seem like a bad thing?

Xie Qingxuan imagined the scene and immediately regained her composure.

Chu Wangshu quietly observed the eager expressions of the younger seniors beside her, silently mourning for Qing Bao, thinking that she would probably have to dance three more tangos when she returned.

On stage, the languid melody transitions to a minor key in section B, presenting a passionate yet varied feel, before shifting back to a major key with the changes in dance steps.

Perhaps it's because of their excellent teamwork.

Even though it was their first time dancing tango in public, the two still fully demonstrated that contradictory yet well-structured style, and in their back-and-forth steps, they interpreted the complex emotions between lovers in <Por una Cabeza>.

When the dance ended, thunderous applause erupted from the audience.

Liang Xiaoxiao joined in the clapping, feeling that this combination of techniques was incredibly powerful, completely sealing the cabinet door that had been slightly ajar.

If these scenes were broadcast on the show without any editing, Great Xia's "Flash Dance" would definitely create a popular CP, and it would soon evolve into a situation where "Wu Zhong Jian Qing" is punched and "Qing Cheng Qing Guo" is trampled underfoot, with the corpse of "Qing Ci Li Qu" lying behind them.

On the other side, the "arranged" Little Idol, after watching the tango, took the prepared birthday gifts and went around to the Waiting Room, where they blocked Chu Yuanqing and Charlotte, who had just changed their clothes.

Chu Yuanqing inquired about everyone's health, feeling somewhat guilty and nervous, afraid that someone would notice the ring on Charlotte's ring finger.

Fortunately, the battleground was not activated.

Chu Yuanqing temporarily escaped a disaster. She was pushed back to her seat in the audience by the others, obediently sitting next to Sister Ellie. She looked at Charlotte and her four teammates walking onto the stage, her feelings complicated.

The campfire was reflected in the girl's eyes. She couldn't quite describe the emotions she felt: relief, sorrow, anticipation, and joy at being able to fulfill a promise she made in her youth.

These intertwined emotions, a melody of regret, flow like a gentle stream, playing a symphony in the soul, weaving together fragmented memories into a slideshow that corresponds perfectly with the scene before us.

"Xiao Shu."

Chu Yuanqing looked at the unexpected figure on the stage, thought of her daughter's name, and couldn't help but smile.

At that time, no one could have imagined that by the time they fulfilled their promise, her daughter with Charlotte would be old enough to dance on stage with her.

Time is truly amazing, isn't it?

On stage,

Charlotte's smile was radiant. She changed into a matching stage outfit and danced with everyone to the beat of the background music, performing a dance reminiscent of a girl group.

This is one of the three dance pieces that will be performed at the Public Performance.

Although she hadn't practiced with Charlotte, for Miss Saintess, dancing on stage with everyone was a long-cherished wish.

Therefore, every time she was in the dance studio, she seemed to be slacking off, but in reality, she was always making sure to remember what dance music the group was practicing. Now, as long as she takes Chu Yuanqing's place, she can dance the whole dance with everyone.

In a sense, this can be considered premeditated.

Chu Yuanqing's eyes shone brightly as she intently watched this unrehearsed, impromptu stage performance, as if she wanted to record in the depths of her soul every moment the girls' hair fluttered, the arc of their skirts billowing, their unique smiles, and their stage presence so different from the past.

And in this process,

The Pure White Witch handed out different colored light sticks to the children. She held five different colored light sticks in her hand and, like the fans who had watched her performances from the audience, raised them high and waved them to the rhythm of the dance music.

How strange, is this what it feels like to be an audience member?

Your emotions are swept up, and no matter how dazzling the lights are around you, all you can see are the people on the stage. Likes and loves overflow like carbonated drinks, filling your blood and making your heartbeat clearer.

And so, the longing to hold onto this fleeting moment transformed into the Encore that was uttered from my lips.

--Let's do it again.

--To relive that time.

--Give me the same happiness again.

Even without the aid of [Flow State],

Chu Yuanqing was completely immersed in the performance, captivated by the soft, shimmering light, like a traveler looking back in the desert, searching for traces of the past and picking up lost gems.

It felt like returning to the most prosperous time, having lost nothing, and naturally unafraid of any dangers. The warmth of the palm was enough to hold onto the clouds, quicksand, and rainbows.

This wondrous comfort, after a complete relaxation, surged through my limbs and bones. With the flow of [Quicksilver Blood], it accelerated the lantern's digestion of the will's power, allowing a large amount of magic to be poured into the Soul Flower.

The long-lost sound of cracking porcelain glaze continued incessantly.

On the pure white branches of the rose, the traces of spells symbolizing Destined Magic began to meander and grow continuously amidst the surging torrent of magical power, causing the [Quicksilver Blood] throughout the body to enter an excited, boiling state.

And when the dance on stage ended...

Chu Yuanqing's pupils were as hot as molten lava, exuding a lofty and majestic majesty. Her expression as she looked at the stage remained gentle, as she whispered to herself.

Charlotte, the promise we made has been fulfilled.

The next goal is the more distant future.

With his thoughts settled, the Lantern Gem grew even hotter, its vibrant colors deepening as more immense magic was poured into it, finally causing the cracked magical patterns to move forward a few more steps, reaching completion.

In a daze, the romantic starry sky cracked open, and an unknown dimension looked down, revealing a magnificent mirage that instantly covered Saint Wolfgang.

The information engraved on the branches also surged into my mind like a tide, informing me of my Destined Magic following [the One Forgotten by the World].

--[The Ideal Land That Welcomes the End].

Volume 1: Chapter 323. The Crisis of Death, Destined Magic, The Gift. (5K)

Saint Wolfgang, above.

The night sky, constructed by stars and moonlight, collapsed, and a few rays of aurora, like those from a dimensional rift, spilled out, more magnificent than a fiery sunset, enveloping the entire town and reflecting in the jewel-like lake, about to unleash an invasion that would distort reality.

But before the blessing of the sheltered town takes effect...

Chu Yuanqing suddenly came to his senses, severing the mysterious link on the Soul Flower, causing all the strange phenomena to vanish in an instant.

The remaining rays of light fell precisely on the stage, illuminating the Little Idol's figures as the melody drew to a close, as if intentionally offering applause for the performance.

But at this moment,

Chu Yuanqing paid no attention to the brilliance on the stage, nor did he have the time to think about what kind of magic he had awakened.

The illusion of the Sea of Truth arrived as scheduled. The soul, bearing this magic, shattered at a rate a thousand times greater than before, and a piercing cracking sound roared violently in the ears.

The Pure White Witch's consciousness waned. She coughed violently, spitting out large amounts of bright red blood. Her [Quicksilver Blood] boiled violently, and nearly a third of it turned to ashes.

The next second, those gilded eyes were engulfed by the gap, and dense lines spread from the inside, causing the vision to collapse along with the shattering of flesh and blood.

On the girl's delicate and pretty face, her fair skin was cracked like porcelain, like a mask about to be peeled off. Her right arm was as if it had been burned away, like collapsed incense ash, blown high by the wind, and looked like wisps of smoke in the light of the campfire.

Although [Pure White] did not collapse, this wall, based on the ideals of all, is still strong enough to suppress the thirteen Disaster God and confront the Sea of Truth.

But the newly revived magic seemed to have triggered some cause and effect, once again attracting the attention of the Sea of Truth, which intensified the curse in one go. The overflowing part bypassed the wall, allowing her to smell the long-lost scent of death.

Existence, cause and effect, fate, traces, past...

The corrective force of the Sea of Truth is interfering with the entire planet, causing all the evidence that could prove she was alive and had lived to become blurred in an instant.

So Sister Ellie was completely unaware of this. The children around her were still waving their Glow Stick. The Little Idol on stage were momentarily bewildered. They subconsciously glanced down at the audience, as if trying to make eye contact with someone, but they couldn't see anything.

The nighttime celebration was lively and bustling, filled with delightful laughter. The audience's atmosphere was completely heated up by the performance, and like a tidal wave, the encore surged onto the stage, covering up Chu Yuanqing was kneeling and coughing up blood, and also engulfing the idols on stage.

Charlotte lowered her eyes and looked into the distance. She saw Sister Ellie, the children cheering her on in the chapel, and many familiar and friendly townspeople, but her heart felt a strong sense of unease.

It was a sudden emptiness in her memory, a bewilderment as if a piece of her soul had been ripped out, yet she couldn't recall anything for a moment. A powerful suppressive force overwhelmed the sense of incongruity, urging her to continue standing on the stage.

Xie Qingxuan instinctively sensed something was wrong. A dark cross appeared in the depths of her pupils, and the [Cocoon of the Heart], with its absorbing brilliance, squeezed out the magic power to activate the blessing.

However, the Titan's Authority, which had just begun to recover, lost its objective and subsided.

This is the natural outcome. The blessings bestowed at this stage cannot even reach the realm of the divine, let alone the Sea of Truth.