Chapter 27: Masked Girl "g"!

"Okay, that's it." Ainier said in contrast to the map on the poster.

The registration location shown on the event poster is the square in the center of the town. After all, even one of the twelve bishops has arrived this time, so the mayor here cannot make any accidental arrangements.

"...Are you sure it's here?" Rorona was speechless at the scene in front of her. In her memory, the only thing she could have so many women of different ages gathered together and stared at other opponents with a fierce look - when the supermarket discounted and purchased at a limited time in her previous life.

A huge statue of Alexander I stood in the center of the square in the middle of the town. Six service desks were placed under the statue. There were a long queue in front of each service desk. Rorona couldn't help but have the idea that the women in the town would be gathered here? From the eight-year-old Loli, to the forty-year-old aunt, Rorona also found many familiar faces in it. Isn't this a student of the magic department? Huh? That one looks familiar too! I go, Lucy, you mortal, must have the enlightenment of mortals! Why does it appear in such a place...

When Rorona shuddered when she thought of singing death heavy metal to the audience in the whole town - if she really did this, what future would I have? The second half of my life would be dark.

"Qi...Qi Luo, give me a mask." Rorona trembled and pulled the corner of Qi Luo's clothes.

Can Rorona guarantee that she had never seen Qiluo perform this speed before. As soon as she finished speaking, Qiluo pulled out a dozen masks from somewhere. Do you want me to choose one? At the same time, there was a dazzling light like a star in her eyes...

Although there are many options available, they are actually similar to single-choice questions, because these masks have one common feature - they are weird and weird.

With his eyes closed, he chose one of the many masks. It was a mask that used red ink and used a rough pen tip to write the symbol similar to the letter "g" on the front. Perhaps taking this mask to shoot characters like chainsaw madman would not look abrupt, right? Rorona flashed this idea and put the mask on her face.

As soon as Rorona and others entered the registration area of ​​the square, they immediately attracted deep hostile gazes around them. At this time, Rorona could truly feel the beauty of Qiluo. Even with a mask, the bright blonde hair that could not be covered up, allowing all competitors to selectively attract their attention to her, thus ignoring Rorona beside her. Of course, Silas also attracted some of the firepower.

While doing the "passing by, making soy sauce" to reduce the presence, Rorona moved to the bench next to the square.

"I said, you are the ones who want others now?" Rorona sat with her back on the bench and said with a word.

"It's true, that's right." Ainier said with his chin touching.

"Why are you still standing there? If you want to use my power, you have to pay the corresponding price! Ainier will line up, and Bru will buy me an ice cream." Rorona said this and then had the idea of ​​asking Raven to assassinate some of the participating guys here. But after thinking about it, there are too many things, and I'm afraid that the massacre will be effective, right?

Rorona, who was leisurely leaning on the bench and eating ice cream, suddenly noticed a familiar figure stumbled over in the team in the distance - it was Enier, and her clothes were covered with dust at this time, and she looked a little embarrassed.

"Is it arranged so quickly?" Rorona asked strangely.

"No... I was discovered by the temple guards who managed order when I was queuing. Then he said that only women could participate, and he could only queue up by himself, and then threw me out. What happened next is what you saw..." Enier pointed to his dusty clothes.

"...I can't do small things, what's the use of you?" Rorona scratched Enier with a look of regret, ate half of the ice cream in her hand in a depressed manner, and walked to the rear of the team closest to her.

In this long team, there are women who have carefully sorted out their appearance. After all, showing their best side in this situation is also an idea that every woman has in her heart. Of course, she also has the intention of competing with the people around her. However, this does not include Rorona in the middle of the team...

Rorona, with a mask with the word "g" written with a blood-red dye, stood in this team where everyone was carefully dressed up. At this time, she was as dazzling as a scarab in the land, which was unignorable and difficult to look away, so that the temple guards who managed order came to her immediately...

"Hey, it's not okay to make trouble?" Mr. Guard stood in front of Rorona, and the figure with two heads above Rorona seemed so oppressive.

Is this guy here to make trouble? The temple guards thought so at the first time. Could it be that the pagans who made trouble for the election?

"Yes... I'm sorry!" Unexpectedly, a trembling voice came from under the mask, which was caused by panic.

A slightly trembling word and the girl's delicate voice made Mr. Guard have the idea that he might have misunderstood her. He was just a child, right? Maybe it was just a prank of a child? But it would be a prank if it was just a prank. It was obviously an angel-like voice... Speaking of which, the eldest brother's child in the countryside is almost that old, right?

"Can't you take off the mask?" Mr. Guard softened his tone: "This is not a place for children to play. Today this is a very important registration place!"

The girl hidden under the mask trembled as if she heard something caring about: "I...I'm here to sign up, but the mask...I'm not good-looking!"

Although the girl in front of her was just intermittent and answered without any sentence, Mr. Guard seemed to suddenly understand what she meant: Yes, the purpose was the same as everyone here, how could she not dress up well? It’s not that she doesn’t want to, but that’s not?

Mr. Guard stared at the girl's mask, as if he had seen the ugly scar on his tender face through the bloody word "g", but you are not nothing! You have a better sound than the legendary blue bird singing happiness, so...

"Come on, please." Mr. Guard put his hand on the head of the masked girl.

"Um!"

Looking at the temple guard uncle who walked away with a healed expression on his face, Rorona had the idea of ​​"It's so bad to use other people's sympathy or lolicot control attributes to achieve her goal."

At this time, there were fewer and fewer people between Rorona and the front desk. Although there were nearly twenty people, at least the flags were already seen on the registration desk in front.

"Have you heard that? The daughter of the Count of the Town also participated!" There were conversations around him. Although they were competitors, women were just creatures that could not be idle, right? Even if the other party would be enemies.

"It's normal. After all, this kind of opportunity is rare, and you might make a big splash!"

"It's not that it's not that bad, it's certain! The title of "Sacred Sound" is only once every ten years."

"It is said that people from the capital are also here to sign up by carriage overnight."

"Huh? Can't you report there too?"

"Who knows, maybe they think that the combat power here is relatively low, and the chance of qualifying will be much higher..."

Rorona, who wanted to continue to listen to the people in the queue behind, found out that the person behind touched her: "It's up to you."

It turned out that it was my turn unknowingly, and Rorona walked forward.

Sitting in front of the service desk was a nun dressed in clergy, but this was not a strange thing. Anyway, the organizer this time was the temple.

"Registration fee, three silver coins." The nun said unexpected words.

Tsk, I have to collect money again. Sure enough, is it always just money that drives the world? Rorona raised her pocket in dissatisfaction, but she didn't earn anything and paid for it first. I will definitely ask Enier and the others to reimburse me for six silver coins later!

After handing out three silver coins, I took a form and a pen.

The options on the table are simple, with only name, age, gender, occupation, and some miscellaneous options.

But it was this simple question that stumped Rorona. What was the original intention of carrying a mask? If you fill in the real information, it would be useless. If you would say before you appear, there would be a host shouting: "Next, I'll invite player No. 10086, Rorona!" Isn't this the same thing and you will be recognized immediately?

Seeing the girl wearing a strange mask in front of her stopped moving, the nun said impatiently: "Fill it up quickly, there are still many people waiting behind you."

"Actually... are there any regulations that you must fill in real information?" The girl hiding under the mask said this.

This is the first time that the nun who is in charge of registration has someone asked such a question. The people she has been in charge of two terms are all for the title. They are eager to write more details, and they all look like they are afraid of writing the wrong information, but it is because such a thing has never happened that makes it difficult for her to answer.

But if you really want to say something, your boss has never explained that you must write real information. Perhaps no one has ever considered this? The nun pondered for a while: "That's not..."

Just as I heard the most anticipated answer, the masked girl in front of me immediately used her pen and flew away. In just two minutes, she had filled out the full form and handed over it and left...

The senior nun finally saw the most unexpected registration form ever.

Name: Mask

Gender: Female

age:?

Profession:??

address:???
Chapter completed!