A strange world

Chapter 1423 Chapter 57. Red Dragon Hunter

Madeline Jenkins' betrayal was equivalent to leaving an unhealed wound on the kingdom and the guardian church.

The greater her fame, the deeper the pain for the United Kingdom of Antalya.

Francois came back and said that the contact went smoothly and he met the big man who could make the decision.

"But she has a request to talk to you."

Annan is scheduled to have talks in the afternoon.

After Francois left, Annan casually asked Captain Biglit: "Do you know Rachel Flores?"

"Red Dragon Hunter Flores?"

"Oh, she's amazing?"

Even a strong leader like Ryan had to form a team and set up careful arrangements and traps to get his hands on a dragon, and there was no guarantee of success. Rachel Flores was able to kill three red dragons single-handedly, which means that her strength is equivalent to that of a humanoid dragon.

Annan likes this kind of people. Appearance is determined at birth, only achievements can represent a person's essence.

It was a pity that Captain Biglit had never had any contact with her, so he missed an opportunity to get closer to her.

Annan and Olmedo waited eagerly until the afternoon, when they came to the conference room and opened the portal to the City of Silver.

"Red Dragon Hunter Flores" was just as Annan had imagined. His figure was like a Valkyrie statue, his long platinum hair was slightly curled, and the coldness of the judge and the compassion of the martyr were reflected in his amber eyes.

Annan is not the kind of person who gets bored easily, but he has to admit... Rachel Flores is more heroic than Olin.

That is the temperament that only decision makers who have truly experienced blood and gore can develop.

"Hello, Lord Annan Reeves." Rachel Flores held her hand to her chest, so Annan could see her dragon-skin gauntlet.

The eye-catching dragonhide gauntlet is both a protection and a curse - any creature that uses dragon products will be retaliated by the dragon.

But Rachel Flores is alive and well, which means that the red dragon is the unlucky one.

"Nice to meet you, Executive Officer Rachel Flores," Annan returned the greeting.

After the greetings, Rachel Flores got straight to business.

He had heard from Francois about the conflict between Annan and Madeline Jenkins, and between Liberty City and Santa Clara City.

But Annan described it again in more detail, including the consequences of their union.

"You mean, she might get the title?"

Rachel Flores sat behind her oak desk, her left hand unconsciously stroking the gilded holy book.

"That's right. There are so many opera singers gathered in Santa Clara City. Plus, it's the capital of art. I can't imagine how that person could not become the champion..."

On the other side of the portal, Rachel Flores tightened her crunching dragonhide gloves.

"Lord Annan Reeves, I can recommend someone to you. Her skills are no less than that traitor's."

"What's her name?"

"Bayley Knight."

Annan looked at Olmedo who was sitting on the side, and she shook her head slightly.

"I haven't heard of that name."

"Because Bailey doesn't seek fame." Rachel Flores sneered: "Only pedantic people would think that fame represents strength."

"That's right. Her fame only means that she knows how to operate, not that she is stronger."

Annan agreed with this statement.

There is no such thing as a box office ranking list in Allen Continent, but it goes without saying that eight of the top ten are works by Annan - not that there are two other works that are comparable to Annan's, but that Annan only made eight films.

Annan's box office is leading by a huge margin, but that doesn't mean all his works are masterpieces. It just means that Annan's magic image industry is more mature and ahead of everyone else.

Rachel Flores stared at Annan: "I assure you, that traitor is no match for Bailey."

"I believe you, can you recommend some more?"

Annan handed the book "Voice of Freedom" with the new competition system written on it to the portal: "Our competition is open to everyone, not just one person. You can recommend all the opera singers in Silver City."

"I can go ask."

Rachel Flores reached for it, quickly scanned its contents, and paused at the reward.

"So much money?"

"Money is not the most important thing to me." Annan spread out his hands.

Annan was very much to her liking, he spoke directly and without any aristocratic greasy manner, but he looked too thin and small, without any strength.

"Are you interested in participating?" Annan asked suddenly.

Rachel Flores took the newspaper away.

The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!

"I?"

"You are so outstanding, I think your singing voice must be beautiful too."

The Red Dragon Hunter stared at Annan with her amber eyes. No one dared to say such teasing and offensive words to her, but Annan...

Looking at that infuriating face, Rachel Flores shook her head slightly.

"I'd better not go and embarrass myself." She put the newspaper on the desk and looked up at Annan: "I have one last question."

"Are you really the Son of God?"

…

Amber Opera House, Santa Clara.

Sir Turkinson, who had become famous for convincing the old guys in the Hall of Art to become one of the organizers of the Opera Competition, and Bean were sitting in the office, in the same position as in the previous few days.

Bean holds "Voice of Liberty" and pauses at "Want to be famous? Go to Liberty City. If you become a star there, you will be a star in Allen Continent."

This is really well said.

"This is crazy, ten thousand Kinnars!?"

Sir Turkinson, who saw the prize, exclaimed: "How can he get it?!"

"Why can't he take it out? We all know how profitable Magic Imaging is. He has almost monopolized the Magic Imaging business."

"What a lunatic..."

Sir Turkinson gritted his teeth, but in all honesty, he and the old guys did not have the courage to spend so much money.

"Annan Reeves changed the word 'champion' from his name. Maybe he's ready to give it up."

"Give up? If he gave up, he wouldn't spend so much money."

Sir Turkinson sneered, rolled up "The Voice of Freedom" and threw it into the trash can.

His attitude represented the sentiments of the vast majority of nobles in the city of Santa Clara.

They scoffed at the "All-Star Singer" program, but were also shocked by such a huge sum of money.

Just winning the championship will earn you 10,000 gold nars... Is Magic Image so profitable?

Even some opera singers became hesitant. For the Opera Competition, not to mention the rewards, even their food and lodging expenses had to be paid for by themselves. Apart from the champion opera singer, there were no other rewards.

How about...try your luck?

The newspaper said that the room and board expenses would be reimbursed if they passed the audition, so at worst it would be a wasted trip. Anyway, the City of Arts invited Madeline Jenkins, so they had no hope of winning the championship...