Afternoon, inside the gallery.
Chloe packed his things to watch the Fantasy Show.
The last time he attended a Fantasy Association performance was last year.
It's his first time going directly to the gallery where the Association is located.
"So why does the academy have such a large gallery?"
Though he's been mixing around with the Ethereal Emblem for a year, he hasn't really been here, let alone gone inside.
"Students watching the Fantasy Show, please head this way."
"Need some popcorn?"
"Thank you very much for your support."
Chloe bought a tub of popcorn and went in.
There were quite a few students on site.
The Fantasy Association's performances were more popular than he thought.
The girl who guided him into the venue was well above the girl standard line.
Chloe felt like he'd entered the academy's beauty gathering place.
Suddenly, he felt the fat guy was right.
Last year, focusing solely on making money, he missed out on many things.
Near four o'clock, the venue was already full.
Opening the performance was a tall, brown-haired senior.
"Hello everyone, I am Lilith, president of the Fantasy Association. Thank you for taking time out of your busy schedule to attend our Fantasy Show. I hope everyone has a pleasant experience today."
...
Freshmen below started discussing.
"Wow, is the Fantasy Association paradise?"
"Goodness, the president is so beautiful."
"Does the [Fantasist] path come with beauty effects?"
"Oh no, I'm feeling romantic."
Even the well-informed Chloe fell into silence.
He frowned slightly.
"Extraordinary Charm? No, that's not right... is it a natural beauty?"
He was a bit puzzled.
Is there someone like him in this world?
A beauty that leaves people speechless, afraid to reach out and touch, as if scared to awaken a sleeping Goddess of Beauty, a sense of desecration.
As a Transmigrator from the age of beauty, Chloe had his own set of standards.
In his view, Rephya and the Desire Mother Tree's incarnations were tied at the top of the beauty list.
Rephya goes without saying, silver hair, red eyes, single ponytail, immortal quality appearance, with only a small flaw that could be ignored.
The Desire Mother Tree wasn't human; if it weren't for the soul defilement, he... actually wouldn't resist so much.
42 offspring explain everything.
Master Nini ranked second, the beauty of a Treasure Elf hovering between a girl and a little girl, always looking like she hasn't fully awakened, perpetually sleepy-eyed.
The poster's Fratiss was third.
The young lady Teresa only placed fourth, and that was because he particularly favored her type.
One could only say that high-end beauties each have their merits, but none could be called perfect.
"I've nearly worn out the Three-Body, but now I seem to understand Luo Ji."
He mocked himself.
He wasn't talking about the later sword-bearer Luo Ji, but the Luo Ji who proposed the dream lover concept.
He always believed that Luo Ji's dream lover wasn't Zhuang Yan; Zhuang Yan was just a side image.
Zhuang Yan was just a shadow, far from perfect.
Only the white moonlight fixed in memory would be perfect.
That's how he thought before.
Yet upon seeing that person on stage, it gave him a feeling as if the white moonlight was walking along the River of Time, casting an absurd reflection in his heart.
"It's uncanny..."
This wasn't even a race like the Enchanting Demon with Extraordinary Charm.
He pinched his chin.
Was there someone like him in this world?
Just as this thought occurred to him, the Fantasy Show began.
This thing is somewhat like an Otherworld movie, or rather, more like an AR version of a stage play?
The [Fantasist] path, from low to high, involves professions like audience, Mind Reader, psychologist, Hypnotist, Dreamwalker…
Step by step, one roams the sea of mind, influencing and mastering the minds of others.
This is what a "Fantasist" is.
The Fantasy Show is a performance that gathers numerous extraordinaires of the Fantasy Path to amplify Fantasy Power.
The growth process of an extraordinarie is one of continually integrating Extraordinary Traits and digesting and absorbing them.
These Extraordinary Traits move in and out of an extraordinarie's body, leading to numerous issues over time.
Fortunately, universities like Ethereal Emblem have ways to cleanse the soul's grime.
Even among students, some have mastered such techniques.
The Fantasy Show seems like a performance, but it is a healing of spiritual pollution.
This particular performance is titled "Great Sin Hunting: Envy Chapter."
Adapted from continent myth and legend.
Rumor has it that countless years ago, before the King of Redemption became a deity, he hunted the Envious Divine Choice that was causing harm.
In this performance, Fratiss plays the role of the King of Redemption.
Fantasy Power permeates the gallery; surrounding scenes are altered into fantastical views, as if to pull people into the war against the Envious Divine Choice thousands of years ago.
Warhorse neighing, the unrivaled grace of the young female knight was unmistakable.
"How is it? Pretty good, right!"
A soft voice echoed, Chloe glanced at Rephya who had unknowingly sat beside him and nodded:
"Fratiss in this state is like a different person from inside the Maze."
"Right."
"She's charging at the Envious Divine Choice, will she win?"
"Don't worry, she will win."
On stage.
The charging female knight suddenly turned her head in astonishment, as if witnessing something incomprehensible.
The horse beneath her raised its legs restlessly; the Envious Divine Choice, previously suppressed by Fratiss's King of Redemption, unexpectedly knocked her off the horse.
Fratiss lost balance, rolling twice on the ground, yelling in disbelief:
"Why? Why would you..."
Chloe couldn't help but go "Wow."
Not apparent before, but Fratiss's acting is so good, falling off the warhorse and showcasing such precise acting, it was almost real.
He looked at Rephya and said:
"What did you just say?"
Rephya forced a smile:
"She will win."
"But isn't it a sure-fail?"
He pointed at Fratiss, clutching her wound, filled with anger.
Rephya opened her mouth slightly.
She remembered that this Fantasy Show during rehearsal wasn't like this!
Wasn't it supposed to be the King of Redemption overwhelming the Envious Divine Choice?
"Ma-maybe I remembered wrong."
"Oh? Did you remember wrongly?"
Chloe watched as the surrounding scene was covered in a blood rain.
A narration sounded:
"On that rainy night, the King of Redemption couldn't kill the Envious Divine Choice; he lost a dear friend, sword master Siodini, who was plotted against and killed."
"To avenge his dear friend, the King of Redemption further excavated his potential, soon slaying the Envious Divine Choice at the border of the ancient kingdom of Locke."
"But no matter what, his friend would never return."
"On the Path to Divinity, the King of Redemption lost his companion once again."
Strong winds blew away the mist.
The gallery's scene gradually returned to normal, the Magic Lamp lit up, and the Fantasy Show ended.
Chloe watched as strands of Fantasy Power gathered on the scene, feeling momentarily refreshed.
The little spiritual pollution lingering from the simulation was cleansed, and the Extraordinary Traits within him slightly increased.
He couldn't help but sigh.
No wonder so many people wanted to join the Fantasy Association.
Even just experiencing the Association's performance for free had considerable benefits for accelerating Sequence advancement.
He rubbed Rephya's head and said:
"Thank you, Rephya, you've done a great service."
Rephya shivered instinctively.
Last time she said this she was copying Aisha's talent, preparing to trick someone.
"How do I go through the process to join the association? Where do I apply?"
"I'll take you."
Rephya felt somewhat uneasy.
She originally thought that if Chloe wasn't voluntarily polluted, then tying the Demon King to her side might help him.
She forgot where she saw a dialogue.
"How do you create a hero?"
"Give him a terrible life, exceptional intelligence, great physical strength, and countless opportunities, then light a candle for him."
"Then how do you create a demon king?"
"Extinguish that candle."
If he was like this, Rephya wanted to try to help him keep that candle burning.
Therefore, first she had to keep him close, for observation's convenience.
——For example, during an Association activity.