Inside the inn.

Charlotte, in her Hatchling Dragon form, fluttered her tiny dragon wings and lamented:

“I knew it, my beauty would make even the gods envious. Otherwise, why wouldn’t the Supreme Appearance Award be mine?”

Tixil the Amethyst Dragon blinked and said to Charlotte, “Is it possible that, in terms of looks, you simply don’t compare to Saga? That’s why you lost the award.”

Charlotte shook her head resolutely and declared, “Impossible, absolutely impossible.”

“Although Saga is good-looking, I think he still falls short compared to me.”

Hearing this, Saga shook his head and didn’t bother to argue with Charlotte about who was more beautiful. After all, he didn’t care much about this sort of thing.

Can good looks be eaten?

Well, with the Temple of the Goddess of Beauty around, it seems they actually can, and not only can they be eaten, but if one is willing to join the Temple, one could at least become a bishop of legendary status.

“Tomorrow’s competition is the Graceful Posture Award and the Extraordinary Temperament Award.”

Tixil said with a smile to Saga and Charlotte, “Let’s see who among you can continue to be number one in the upcoming contests.”

Charlotte immediately perked up again.

“That has to be me!”

Her voice paused for a moment, then she glanced at the dazzlingly armored Golden Hatchling Dragon lying leisurely beside her and muttered under her breath, “.provided there’s no rigging involved.”

Charlotte firmly believed that if she lost, it must be due to some conspiracy, that she was being suppressed.

The next day, at dawn.

The first light of morning spilled from the heavens onto Sky City, suspended amidst the breezy clouds, turning the city and the surrounding clouds into a golden splendor.

Leaving the inn.

Saga and Charlotte made their way back to the competition arena.

Due to the grandeur and fervor of the previous day, many Casters who were still enthusiastic about the beauty contest had nearly blocked the arena, creating a sea of people. It wasn’t until the no-fly zone was lifted that Casters flew into the air, clearing enough space on the streets below.

“Good posture is an effective enhancement to beauty.”

“. “

Under the whisper of the bishop of beauty, the third contest for the Graceful Posture Award began.

In the previous two contests, five contestants stood out and received the most attention, with Saga and Charlotte occupying three of the spots, followed by the Elves and Phoenixes.

Once the Graceful Posture contest started.

The love points for these five contestants began to rise immediately.

However, since posture is not the same as looks and charm, it’s a more unique aesthetic, and this contest saw a dark horse emerge, rising unexpectedly and surpassing the five standout contestants, including Saga.

The audience’s attention focused on a peculiar creature.

It shifted between male and female, sometimes becoming human, other times an elf, and then a dwarf. On the competition stage, its appearance and posture changed continuously, and each change perfectly matched the preferred posture of the respective race, capturing many hearts.

This was a shapeshifter.

It could transform into most small and medium-sized creature races, naturally changing form within the rules without using magic to fine-tune. Although each transformed race form wasn’t stunning, it truly demonstrated a multitude of postures, perfectly fitting the theme of the contest, and thus won by a slim margin.

Afterward, the fourth contest for the Extraordinary Temperament Award continued in the afternoon.

“Temperament is a mysterious sensation, an inner beauty that radiates outward, an important expression of beauty.”

“A unique temperament always irresistibly immerses one in its essence, beyond words.”

“Ladies and gentlemen, let us now appreciate the temperament of the contestants and select the one with the most extraordinary temperament.”

With the high call of the bishop of beauty, the battle for the Extraordinary Temperament Award began.

In a contest where temperament was key, charm, looks, and posture became less important. What mattered most was whether the contestants’ inner qualities were special and captivating enough.

The Elf, who had always been a notch behind Saga and Charlotte, bowed slightly.

In an instant, a melancholic temperament spread like gentle flowing water, even causing the surrounding audience to involuntarily feel a pang of sorrow, influenced by it.

Thump, thump, thump!

The audience and judges, while feeling melancholic, furiously showered the Elf with love points, with a fierce momentum.

In the previous contests, the Phoenix spread its wings and cried out, filled with vibrant life force, as if the fiery spirit of life blazed intensely. This invisible, vigorous temperament rose sharply, matching the Elf in grandeur.

At the same time.

The previously average-performing Blue Magic Wolf lifted its head and howled to the sky.

Proud, aloof, and defiant. Its lone wolf temperament garnered much attention and favor from many Casters, quickly surpassing the melancholic Elf and Phoenix, becoming a dark horse that rose to the top.

As for the gentle and courteous heart-stealing demon.

These days, warm-hearted men are not favored, and neither are warm-hearted demons.

With an average display of gentle temperament, it failed to draw attention, and its love points were even lower than in the previous two contests, finishing last.

As for the shapeshifter who won the previous Graceful Posture contest, its lack of any special temperament relegated it to a rank far beyond the top twenty.

Beauty is multifaceted and multidimensional.

This type of segmented beauty contest is different from combat.

Winning first place in one category doesn’t guarantee success in others.

At that moment, Charlotte looked up.

Amidst the swirling colors, the vibrant and beautiful Gemstone Dragon appeared on the field, as confident as ever, immediately drawing much attention. Charlotte’s self-assured temperament earned her many love points as expected.

However, setting aside charm and looks.

Judging solely on temperament, Charlotte’s confident and proud air wasn’t particularly outstanding. Her love points only rose to match those of the melancholic Elf and Phoenix, and were even outdone by the newly emerged defiant Magic Wolf.

“Eh?”

It’s one thing not to be first.

But not even second?

Hmph, the jealousy of the gods is too terrible; they don’t even want to give me second place., Charlotte didn’t doubt herself for a second, convinced there was a conspiracy.

It’s not me who’s wrong; it’s the world controlled by the gods!

Thinking this, she wasn’t discouraged by not being first. Her confident and proud demeanor seemed as if she had already become the champion.

Afterward, Tixil the Amethyst Dragon, exuding an intelligent and serene temperament, reached the same level as the Elf, Phoenix, and Charlotte. The defiant wolf, however, surged ahead, trembling with love points, temporarily taking the lead.

But aside from the defiant wolf.

Many Casters’ eyes were on another contestant.

Saga, who had shone in the previous two contests, was yet to make a move, but that didn’t stop the audience from noticing him.

At the same time, after looking at the other contestants with their unique temperaments, Saga shook his head and whispered to himself, “The protagonist always makes an entrance last. Now it’s my turn.”

Immediately, amidst a rich golden glow.

The massive and majestic Golden Dragon stood upright in the air on two feet, its towering horns shredding the sunlight, its wings outstretched behind it, casting a vast shadow that enveloped many in the audience, and its strong tail swayed slightly behind.

The Golden Emperor Dragon crossed its arms and lifted its head slightly, its disdainful gaze sweeping over the many spectators as if a king surveying his subjects.

The atmosphere fell silent for a moment.

Even the legendary Casters among the audience held their breath.

Then, in the next instant, a regal temperament radiated from the Golden Emperor Dragon like a stormy tsunami, intangible yet as real as Dragon Might, compelling even the self-proclaimed noble Casters to subconsciously feel a sense of worship and submission.

“This is like a natural-born king, a born emperor.”

Affected by the kingly temperament, the audience exclaimed while their hearts throbbed, fervently casting their love points to Saga.

At that moment, all other temperaments, whether melancholic, vibrant with life, confident and proud, or defiant, were completely overshadowed by the regal air of the Golden Emperor Dragon, just as the stars fade when the sun rises, becoming mere backdrops.

Afterward, the love points for the other contestants came to a halt, motionless.

Saga swept up all the remaining votes, dominating the other contestants without dispute.

After the audience voting ended, the ten temple judges from the Temple of the Goddess of Beauty gave all their hundred votes to Saga.

Out of a total of six hundred votes.

Saga alone took four hundred and sixty, more than double the combined votes of all the other contestants. The second-place defiant wolf initially had over a hundred votes, but later many spectators withdrew their votes to choose Saga. By the end of the voting period, it had only a little over fifty, not even close to Saga’s amount.

Although there was only one rank difference between first and second, it was like a chasm, insurmountable.

For a moment, Saga became the most dazzling presence in the entire venue.

Such a crushing difference was rarely seen in the history of the Temple of the Goddess of Beauty’s contests.

The bishop of beauty, a legendary figure, gazed at the Golden Dragon with admiration and called out:

“The winner of the Extraordinary Temperament Award is—Saga Alzhus, the King of the Near Seas!”

“This king from distant waters has become the most extraordinary presence with an undeniable overwhelming force! Let us congratulate him!”

After a pause, the bishop of beauty said with invigorated spirit:

“Now, the King of the Near Seas has already won two awards. Can he become the ultimate champion? Let’s wait and see.”

Temperament is indeed a curious thing, related to strength but not entirely.

Experience and inherent character play a bigger role in determining temperament.

The contestants in the beauty contest varied in power, from lowly fairies and human female Casters to legendary creatures like heart-stealing demons and Phoenixes.

But the only one with a royal air that made even legendary creatures pale in comparison was Saga.

At the same time, Saga, who easily won the Extraordinary Temperament Award with less effort than the Supreme Appearance Award, nodded slightly.

“I barely made an effort, and I’ve already reached the limit of this contest.”

Saga mused inwardly, feeling a sense of loneliness at the top.

But I must admit, it feels quite exhilarating.