Chapter 180: Chapter 180 Beauty Contest (2)
"Oh my god, she looks so beautiful," murmured one of the onlookers.
"I want to become her mate," another whispered eagerly.
"Look at her figure and her face."
"Oh my Beastgod! I’ve never seen such a beautiful female," someone exclaimed in awe.
Hearing the praises, Sandra arrogantly raised her chin. "I know," she declared loudly, relishing the attention.
Beside her, Billi looked embarrassed as she nudged Sandra, whispering urgently, "They’re not talking about you, look behind you."
Sandra’s eyes widened in surprise as she turned around. There stood Kyra, stunning in an emerald green dress that accentuated her fair skin. Her long, red hair flowed elegantly down her back, the locks framing her lightly flushed cheeks. Her plump, pink lips were adorned with matte red lipstick, enhancing their natural fullness, and her hazel-blue eyes shimmered with quiet confidence.
The crowd around them murmured in admiration at Kyra beauty.
Sandra’s initial shock morphed into a glare of resentment as she took in Kyra’s appearance. Her jaw clenched tightly as she struggled to maintain her composure.
Just beside Kyra stood Damon, his sharp gaze scanning the area.
"Who is that female?" murmured voices around the area, curiosity piqued by Kyra’s gergeous appearance.
Kyra glanced around,The entire area was transformed for the beauty contest, rows of chairs neatly arranged for spectators, and a sturdy stage topped with a temporary roof to ward off the occasional snowfall.
Kyra took in the scene with a mixture of excitement and nerves.
"Soon every female will be called on stage together. Don’t be nervous, I will be there for you," Damon whispered near her ear. She felt his warm breath against her skin and turned her face towards him, catching the intensity in his heated eyes. Suddenly, his lips brushed against her cheek.
Damon’s eyes lingered on her blushing face, not knowing if it was because of the cold or his touch.
"All females, please come forward onto the stage," a powerful beastman announced loudly, his voice cutting through the excited murmurs of the crowd. "Males accompanying females, please take your seats in the front rows. Single males, please find your places in the middle and back rows."
Suddenly, the crowd grew even louder with excitement as males helped their females climb onto the stage. Damon took Kyra’s hands in his as they reached the stage, and he looked at her with a reassuring gaze.
As Damon whispered "Good luck," his hands gently raised Kyra’s to his lips, where his soft kiss brushed against her skin. A gentle shiver ran through Kyra at his touch, a warmth spreading from where his lips had touched her hand.
"Thanks, Damon," she replied softly, a smile lighting up her face.
She walked forward with confidence, joining the other females who stood on the stage. Despite Sandra’s glare, Kyra ignored her, focusing instead on the task ahead.
As she glanced out at the large crowd of males, her heart skipped a beat. Each one was strikingly handsome and powerful.
"Okay! Since all females are gathered here, we will go over the rules, policies, and what you all have to do," the announcer spoke with a smile, his voice amplified to reach the entire crowd.
"Are you all ready?" he shouted towards the crowd of males, who responded with enthusiastic cheers.
One particularly eager male even stood up on his chair, shouting, "What are you waiting for? Start already!" His words were accompanied by whistles and more cheers from the audience, adding to the lively atmosphere of the event.
Damon sat in the audience, his eyes fixed solely on Kyra. He didn’t even glance at Benjamin, who was sitting just two chairs away from him.
"First of all, beautiful females, thank you for joining our beauty contest," the announcer began, his voice carrying over the noise of the crowd. "I welcome you all, especially those who have come from far places just to be here."
The females on stage looked at him, and Sandra tilted her head arrogantly.
"Thank you," Kyra whispered, and the announcer looked at her in shock. Composing himself, he smiled.
"And we have our judges: the priest of our town, Felix; our healer, Angelo; our two powerful elder of spirit City town and last but not least, our leader Marc," the announcer continued, gesturing to the five distinguished figures sitting in a special section of the audience.
"Hahaha, I’ve spoken a lot. Let’s start our contest," the announcer said, smirking. "Females, listen carefully. We have three levels to clear in order to win. However, this year, we have planned something different."
The crowd leaned in, eager to hear the details.
"The first level is beauty! Each female will come forward one by one to show us their beauty with some action. How you choose to do this is entirely up to you!" he announced.
The stage buzzed with murmurs as the females glanced at one another, already planning their moves. Kyra took a deep breath, her mind racing with ideas.
Sandra, standing nearby, scoffed and flipped her hair arrogantly, already certain of her own success.
"Any female who wants to show their beauty first?" the announcer asked, glancing around at the contestants.
"Me," Billi said confidently, stepping forward.
"Oh, Billi, welcome! Please, other females, kindly give center stage to our beautiful Billi. There are comfortable seats prepared for you near the corner of the stage," He said, pointing to the sofas arranged near the stage’s corner.
Sandra immediately dashed toward the sofas and, with a plop, sprawled out on one of them, claiming it entirely for herself. She lay there, casting a lazy glance at Billi.
Everyone: "..."
Seeing the attention on her, Sandra shouted, "What are you looking at? I’m tired of standing there!" She gave everyone a challenging look, daring them to say otherwise.
Kyra rolled her eyes, while the other females shot glares at Sandra as they made their way to the sofas and sat down.
There were sixteen females in total, with nine coming from different places and eight from Spirit City. The other six females of Spirit City were older and hadn’t joined the contest.
Billi smiled seductively, stepping into the center stage. She began her performance.