Chapter 28: bright down

"Leco Manager: I won't come to work today. It's a big deal about my fate, so please do it yourself in the afternoon!" This is a note that looks like it was written from a deficit account book.

The shop manager Leco, who came to the store early today, found it on the counter, and the signature behind it was Rorona.

He could not tell at all what he was thinking. The store manager Leco read the note and threw it into the trash can. He sat on the counter and threw silver coins as usual. Perhaps in his opinion, the performance of the prop store and the clerk's leave were not important at all. The only important thing is to guess the front and back of the silver coins that were left behind?

"National Emblem..." Leco murmured gently and caught the falling silver coin.

The central square and Grand Theater of Gruth Town are both located in the center of the town, so the already noisy town center has become even more lively at this moment, just like... it is like the annual festival in the town that is being held - as the only competition area in the west, it gathers contestants from almost all towns in the west. Of course, there will be business opportunities as long as there are people, so it makes sense that a large number of merchants flock to this town.

"Hey! The things sold by the bald merchant over there seem to be very interesting, and many people are surrounding him!" said Rorona, who was holding a grilled squid in her mouth.

"Yeah!" Qiluo nodded repeatedly. As long as there are strange and interesting things, she would not refuse to watch them, right? Due to the sudden noisy opportunity in the town, Qiluo has bought many unique strange crafts specialties in other towns. These days have been her lucky day every day.

According to this situation, these two girls are just enjoying the festival purely? In fact, this is indeed the case...

"Hey, are you too proud? Have you forgotten your purpose today?" Enier, who could no longer bear it, grabbed Rorona, who was about to squeeze into the crowd to watch the fun. At this time, he was already covered with all kinds of things.

As if asked a strange question, Rorona turned around and asked in confusion: "What is today's purpose?"

"Yes! Isn't today your first competition day? We all came together because of this!" Enier suddenly rose, and I was so stupid that I had put all my hopes on Rorona. I should have signed up for Qiluo and Serath.

Hearing Enier's words, Rorona took out a round card with a number engraved from the bag of her clothes - "2012". As the only stadium in the West, there were many people participating this time. As a person from the town, he was already considered to be a relatively high-quality number card.

I need to mention it here. It is the fourth day since registration, which means that the preliminary round has been held for two days. It is estimated that it will take at least one week for all participants to complete the preliminary round. Since there are too many people, the preliminary round will achieve a score line system - only if you reach a certain score can you pass the level. I am afraid that more than 90% of the people will be eliminated in the first game due to this arrangement!

"According to this number and the current speed, it will probably be my turn in the afternoon, right? So the purpose now is indeed to go shopping!" Rorona said, throwing the number plate in her hand.

"That's not the case, right? Compared to shopping, what you should do now is practice, or practice, or practice? Isn't it a cruel competition system that will be completely out of the blue if you fail once?"

Hearing this, Rorona showed an incredible expression: "Do you think I would be like the kind of person who is usually unsure and who only crams in a moment?"

No...I feel like you are too lazy to hug Buddha's feet, Ainier thinks so.

"And, I just started practicing now, there will be no improvement at all. Compared to doing such useless work, isn't it better to keep me happy? If I am in a good mood, it is not impossible to use critical damage at a super level!" After Rorona said that, she pulled Qiluo and squeezed into the crowd watching the fun.

"...It's totally an excuse for myself to play..." Ainier murmured, but Rorona, who had already squeezed into the crowd, didn't hear it.

A woman walking by with a harp that was almost as big as hers caught Rorona's attention.

"Hey, Ainil, you're just singing, but you brought your own musical instrument. Is this woman a fool?" After the man walked away and confirmed that she couldn't hear it, Rorona pulled the corner of Ainil's clothes behind her, who was caught by a lot of miscellaneous items he had just bought.

Ainil put down the things he was holding in both hands and took out the poster with the instructions for this contest from his pocket: "Well... Although it's mainly singing, it seems that there is no requirement that you can't accompaniment..."

"Speaking of this, there was also a very rich man who hired a band to accompany the music, but he didn't win in the end." Enier recalled for a moment and continued, and suddenly a sense of crisis arose: "Rolona, ​​tell me seriously that your original plan was not to come on stage, with your hands empty and open your mouth, right?"

"Ha, how could it be... I will definitely lose like this, I'm not a fool." Although he said that, Rorona turned her face to the other side and avoided Ainier's questioning gaze: "Ah, I seem to have forgotten to collect the clothes hanging outside the dormitory window. If it rains, it will be bad. It's time to go to the arena first, wait for me? The field number is No. 8, and I will come here in time, so don't wait for me!"

After saying that, Rorona ran away...

In fact, she doesn't look like a person who knows how to use musical instruments at all, right? The thoughts in everyone's minds.

Since there were too many people participating in the preliminary round, there were 10 of them in the stadium. Although there were 10, the audience seats were still full.

"Popcorn, popcorn, does anyone want popcorn?" Since there are audiences and lively, there will naturally be no shortage of popcorn. There are popcorns in the lively places!

"Uncle, give me a bag of big ones." Lei Wen, who had been sitting in the audience for half an hour, began to feel bored and waved to Uncle Popcorn.

"Give it! The energetic young man, I'll give you another small bag of melon seeds." Lei Wen took the popcorn and melon seeds handed over by the uncle and started eating it. In his opinion, this kind of thing was really boring. If it weren't for the boss' chance to appear, he wouldn't have come over. Witnessing the boss easily defeated the enemy is also something I must do!

"Hey! You're really leisurely. Are you not worried at all? It's her turn right away." Enier grabbed Raven's hand that was eating popcorn.

"Calm down, it's useless to be anxious. The boss is not the one who will retreat in the last minute." Lei Wen said for granted.

Just as the two were about to start arguing, Rorona's number was already on his turn.

It was as if I had seen something strange, the host who took the note was silent for a few seconds before he confirmed it and read it: "Player No. 2012, fake...mask g?"

No one appeared from the backstage for a long time. When Enier almost thought Rorona could no longer catch up, a familiar figure with a strange prop behind her back walked out of the audience.

The figure climbed onto the stage without hesitation. Is this guy here to make trouble? The thug? While the host was still circulating this idea, the magic props used for amplification in his hand had been taken away by the weird guy in front of him.

"Good, I'll do it!" The weird guy who took off the host's megaphone without any etiquette turned around. Her face was wearing a mask that seemed to have been smeared with blood. The 2012 number plate that could prove his identity was blocked on her barren left chest: "My name - the mask...'g'!"

The girl named Mask G pulled out the weird prop behind her back - an instrument that looked similar to the lute that many bards loved to use, but this one of Mask G was obviously much longer and the bottom was flatter.

"Everyone on the same stage with me! In front of the sound that should not exist in this world... tremble!" Mask G spread the cloth belt connected to the strange props on his shoulder, pressed the button that looked like one end of the piano handle with his left hand, swept the strings with his right hand, and made a crazy statement.

Suddenly, a loud voice with wild voices and masquerades echoed in the field...

Without giving anyone any time to react, Mask G's hand continued to thrust on the strings, and the louder sounds than all the instruments I've ever heard came out again. It was obviously a noisy sound, but the expressiveness in it made people unconsciously keep up with the rhythm. The prelude... has already begun?

Let's go ahead! Now I'm going to convey your true meaning. You bastards, do you know how long I practiced against Roman to practice this song? Now I am a god who burns blood! The purpose of this time has already left Rorona behind. Since coming to another world, Mai Ba's soul, who has been silent for more than ten years, has awakened again. Even Gundam can't stop me!

"Bang..." The popcorn bucket in Lei Wen's hand fell to the ground. He was either dozing off or sniffing his nostrils before, but now he stared at the mask on the stage in a blind eye: "The mysterious instrument actually has such a wild mix. After it is mixed with the boss's passionate tone, my passionate blood... seems to be starting to boil."
Chapter completed!