I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 673

Chapter 54: Blooming Longing

The sword light pierced the sky like a rainbow, while the holy light broke forth like a radiant sun.

The entire sky was drenched in overwhelming and pure holy light, deeply shaking the confidence of the people of White Harbor.

What kind of miracle could possibly be rivaled?!

Meanwhile, in the Holy Capital of the Eastern Continent, the people cheered fervently, generously waving their single voting ballots.

To them, the “Child of Light” and the Sword Saint’s noble lineage were simply taken for granted, and they were proud to be followers living in the same city as these two holy favorites.

Even in the Western Continent, many who were not followers found themselves unconsciously stirred by the exaggerated miracle, feeling their own insignificance and the greatness of the others, and inadvertently casting their ballots.

In a blink of an eye, Sang’s votes exceeded a million and continued to grow!

This had already surpassed the record for votes in the history of saint candidates and left everyone else in the dust!

Amid endless prayers and cheers, the only names that could be heard were Levi and Sang.

Even Alice, facing such a fervent wave, couldn’t help but feel a hint of doubt.

She squeezed Roy’s hand, her breath a bit heavy, “Master, do you really think Alice can win?”

Roy gently held her hand back, a playful smile dancing on his lips, replying with firm eyes, “Don’t worry, with me here, just unleash your true abilities.”

The boy’s usual calm steadied Alice’s heart.

That’s right, as long as the master was there, there was nothing to fear.

Alice’s near-blind trust required no atmospheric influence or miraculous signs; it was the purest form of faith in Roy.

For Roy, she couldn’t lose.

Taking a moment to adjust her breathing, Alice slightly bent down, slowly closing her eyes.

In the center of the altar, Levi raised his sword with one hand, while the other waved triumphantly, basking in the reverence pouring in from White Harbor and the whole world, beaming with a smile.

Under the holy light, above the multitude.

As a favored child of the holy light, he was meant to enjoy all the glory and accolades!

As for Roy and Alice?

Who would care?!

Levi didn’t even bother to look back.

No, perhaps they had already been infected by the holy light at this moment and were bowing to their desires beneath their feet!

However, just then, the once vibrant cheers seemed to falter.

Levi suddenly noticed that many people were actually turning their gazes from him to elsewhere.

And that direction was……

Levi whirled around sharply, only to be left gaping in shock.

Feathers of light were falling.

Gentle and delicate, like the rain of dawn, warm and soothing.

The blonde girl held one of the boy’s hands in hers while the other hand was raised in prayer.

It was like a stunningly beautiful painting frozen in time, capturing all the world’s splendor.

But unlike the tranquil atmosphere, the vast holy light was constantly spreading outwards with a gentle aura.

It didn’t seem so impactful at first glance, yet unknown to anyone, the sacred feather had already fallen into every corner of the church, tainting Levi and Sang’s sphere of holy light.

How could this be? A Sequence 7, no matter how talented, could never condense their manifestation to such a degree?!

Intense doubt began to sway Levi’s mindset, the sword light dimming.

In the original work, Alice really did not manifest anything exaggerated enough to envelop the entire church.

In the saint candidate pre-selection, Alice ranked last, merely scraping by the minimum vote count needed to qualify without being eliminated.

However, Roy had already prepared a trump card for her.

Bloodline Resonance.

The False King could unleash the true potential of other extraordinary beings.

Alice grew up in a slum, and her physical and mental development were severely affected, delaying her bloodline advancement significantly.

But her potential was never inferior to any saint candidate!

At this moment, enhanced by Bloodline Resonance, pure white feathers wrapped in golden light danced lightly, like snow falling at dawn, silently melting away flowers, starlight, and the knights’ giant figures.

Even the sword light of dawn and the radiant sun gradually dimmed at this moment, being subtly assimilated by the feathers’ holy white.

“That’s our saint candidate of White Harbor!”

“Alice, how can she break through Lord Levi’s manifestation?!”

“Those Eastern candidates aren’t that special; our Western Continent only needs Alice!”

The followers of White Harbor reignited their confidence, earnestly chanting Alice’s name.

Meanwhile, the followers of the Eastern Continent fell into confusion and dread, their hearts in disarray, unable to believe what they saw.

And in many places across the Western Continent, people came back to their senses from the shock of the sword light and the radiant sun, calming their thoughts.

Compared to the torrents of light feathers falling from above, the so-called sword energy and radiant sun were fading away, seemingly not so impressive after all!

“No!”

Levi gritted his teeth and swung his sword again.

“Your heart is in turmoil,” Sang said lightly beside him.

“Don’t be swayed by them; just maintain your focus, and the holy light will protect us.”

Sang’s words had a strangely warm power that allowed Levi to steady his sword heart once more.

The two joined forces, pushing their bloodlines to the extreme.

With a single sword strike, white lightning churned. Silent chants accompanied by holy white light burst forth in the sky.

Manifestation didn’t just depend on bloodline level; it required mastery in their bloodline.

Alice, with Roy’s support, had only barely reached Sequence 6.

But both Sang and Levi were Sequence 6, plus years of skilled cooperation; under full power, they ultimately overshadowed Alice.

But this vote count was enough, right?

Confirming that Alice’s votes had nearly reached a million, just behind Sang and Levi, Roy was already satisfied.

To Roy, ensuring that the little maid could retain her qualification for the trial was all that mattered; competing for ranking was fine, but if not, it was no big deal.

Now, Alice’s performance had far exceeded his expectations.

Even the combined forces of two Sequence 6 beings couldn’t pull away from Alice’s distance, and any observant person would realize who the true shining saint candidate was.

However, one person wasn’t satisfied.

Alice cracked open her eyes, catching sight of her votes still lagging behind Sang, and clenched her silver teeth in frustration.

Not enough. This was merely insufficient.

The votes, the reverence of the world—none of these mattered.

As for Levi’s provocation, that mattered even less; Alice didn’t believe she and her master would lose to that kind of person.

Yet, in front of Roy, she wanted to be the brightest one.

All along, Charlotte, Nia, Leanna, Xue Nuo—they had always been the unquestioned focus in their respective fields.

Second or third held no meaning.

Only first place was worthy of the master.

Alice never doubted that Roy could assist her in victory, but she didn’t want everything to rely on Roy; she simply didn’t want to be pushed to the status of a saint by him.

That too held no meaning.

Counting on the master wouldn’t suffice; she must work hard on her own.

Alice had to use her own strength to become the one shining brightest in her master’s heart.

With the girl’s fervent longing, the blazing white light burst forth!