"Hannah, Hannah!"
At 6 p.m., Hannah's nationwide concert tour kicked off with its first stop in Orient City.
A sea of fans waved glow sticks and chanted Hannah's na in unison.
Julian had assud that, as a national goddess, Hannah would have more male fans than female ones. But looking at the audience, the number of female fans far exceeded the male ones.
Julian sat in the front row, a section reserved for business magnates, political dignitaries, and entertainnt industry tycoons, separated from the rest of the audience. So, the general attendees had no idea Julian was sitting up front.
As for the people sitting in the front, they had no idea that Julian would co to watch Hannah’s concert. They had co primarily out of respect for the Hearth family.
Rumors had long circulated that Hannah had connections with Julian, which was why the Hearth family had invested so heavily in promoting this girl with no major background.
Now it seed those rumors were true.
If there were no connection, why would soone of Julian’s stature attend this concert?
Celebi and Jirachi also held glow sticks, standing separately on Julian’s thighs, waving their little hands enthusiastically. The atmosphere, so different from Pokémon battles, filled the two little ones with a sense of novelty.
Amidst dazzling fireworks and the deafening cheers of the crowd, Hannah made her entrance, riding a Rapidash. She wore a pristine white dress that revealed a glimpse of her delicate, crystalline calves. The cinched waist accentuated her slender figure, creating a striking contrast with the fullness of her bust.
Her lips parted gently, and a lodious voice filled the concert hall.
Julian raised an eyebrow slightly. Her singing was truly impressive, no wonder she had beco a national sensation in less than a year. Beyond her looks, her talent was clearly a significant factor.
Many in the audience softly sang along.
The songs Hannah perford were all the biggest hits of the year, and she was the original singer for each one.
After performing five songs in a row, Hannah went backstage to rest, making way for the guest singers.
The first was a veteran singer.
In fact, many fans hadn’t co just for Hannah; they were also there for the three guest perforrs, one of whom was Catherine.
After the guest singer perford one song, Hannah returned to the stage.
She sang another five songs before the second guest singer took the stage.
This pattern continued.
Finally, a woman in a black gown, her skin fairer than snow, her features as exquisite as if she had stepped out of a manga, slowly erged from backstage.
"Ahhhh!!!"
"Catherine! My Wife!!"
"Catherine!!"
If Hannah was the national goddess, then Catherine was the national wife. In terms of lasting impact, the title of 'national goddess' had changed hands countless tis over the years.
But the title of 'national wife'—Catherine had held it for decades.
Around the age of twenty, she had consud a Beauty Berry, which drastically slowed her aging process.
So now, even though she was around sixty, her appearance remained that of a girl in her late teens.
She was the dream lover for nearly three generations of n in Drakoria.
Her entrance brought the atmosphere to its peak since the start of the concert. Countless people chanting her na.
As a legendary diva and the Fairy Elite, with her exquisite beauty and captivating figure, Catherine embodied every fantasy n had about won.
Except for Julian.
In his view, she was his grandmother's generation. No matter how young she looked, her actual age was right there.
Why wouldn't he just go for an eighteen-year-old? Why would he want soone in her sixties?
As Catherine's performance ended, Hannah returned to sing three more songs. By the ti she finished, it was already around 11 p.m., and the concert was nearly over.
The setlist had been announced from the beginning, so when Hannah sang the last scheduled song, all the audience mbers thought the concert was ending.
Hannah held the microphone, sweat dripping down her face, strands of hair sticking to her cheeks. Her slightly breathless voice carried to every corner of the venue through the speakers.
"Everyone, thank you so much for coming to my concert today. The last song is over, but the concert isn't finished yet."
"Today, there is still one more special guest perforr."
The audience, who had already prepared to leave, suddenly perked up with interest.
So there was still an extra surprise!
> "I wonder who the mystery guest is?"
> "Must be so big diva, right?"
> "Could be soone from overseas too."
> "We'll find out soon enough!"
"I won't keep you in suspense. Please get ready to clap until your hands are sore."
"Please welco my friend, and the pride of Drakoria—Julian Walker!"
"Tres~"
Following a clear, resonant cry, a fiery red figure suddenly appeared against the dark night sky. Moltres spread its wings and soared, scattering showers of fla that slowly faded into the air.
It flew low, circling the venue once before finally coming to a hover above the stage. After descending slowly, Julian jumped down from its back.
Dressed in a black suit, his height of 185 cm gave him an exceptionally tall and straight posture. He wore nothing underneath the suit jacket, with the collar slightly open, revealing a vertical necklace.
Beneath the open collar, the contours of well-defined pectoral muscles were faintly visible.
The black suit accentuated his handso features.
At this mont, Julian was practically a walking hormone.
Even Hannah beside him felt a bit dazzled. She inwardly exclaid that she couldn't take it anymore and quickly averted her gaze, afraid she might get a nosebleed if she kept looking.
"Hello everyone, Julian here."
Julian's words finally snapped everyone back to reality.
They all stared at him in utter shock.
"Where's the applause?" Julian asked with a grin.
The next second, thunderous applause erupted, nearly tearing the roof off the venue.
Everyone clapped until their hands turned red and swollen, but they still didn't stop.
Julian—this was Julian!
> "This ticket was way too worth it! Not only did I get to see Catherine, but even Champion Walker showed up!"
> "Ahhh, that's my husband, my husband!"
> "Dammit, why didn't I manage to get a ticket?!"
> "Champion Walker ca to support Hannah. Hannah really is amazing!"
> "Does anyone know what the relationship is between Hannah and Champion Walker?"
> "Friendly reminder: they both graduated from Imperial University."
> "Can Champion Walker even sing? I've never heard him sing before."
> "Even if Champion Walker sings off-key, I'll still listen!"
Julian's appearance had taken everyone by surprise.
After all, aside from official matches, Julian rarely appeared in the public eye. He hardly participated in lectures or exhibition matches.
Other Champions made at least a few public appearances every year.
But Julian was more of a passive presence.
He only showed up when sothing was happening. When there wasn't, he couldn't even be bothered to update his social dia account. Unlike Celebi, who updated it almost as frequently as a status feed—if not daily, then pretty close to it.
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