Chapter 47. The Show Must Go On

The man was dressed in a black and white tuxedo. His hair was shiny, as if it had just been polished. He looked like a regal guest with a gold-colored butterfly bow and said,

“We present all the ten candidates of the Goddess of the Night!”

A roar of applause soared to the ceiling. Colorful decorative lights wrapped from one tree to another. Not only that, there were also standalone lights in every corner. Compared to other places in Paramour, they were the most illuminated.

Everyone seemed to be immersed in the excitement of the night, unaware of a dark audience. The most beautiful Goddess on Olympus transformed herself into a bird. Perched on one of the tree trunks and cloaked in darkness. Very calm and graceful, as if unaffected by the euphoria below.

Accompanied by spotlights, a line of goddesses-to-be waltzed onto the stage. Pastel chiffon dresses fluttered around each other. Unfortunately, their beautiful faces had to be covered by party masks first. The