Chapter 425: 425 Episode 419: The Battle of the Stage Venue

I thought I'd come back to the venue and get a paragraph, and Brev follows my body early.

"Hey Al, what's with the romance play? Let's get out of here and go play, huh?

I'm sorry, best friend.

My sister in my arm is so tight, I can't leave her alone.

And...

"If you didn't see Frey show up, I'm sure he'd sneak by later, right?

"Mmmm...... Can't you deny the possibility..."

The role of a friend with an unexpected beauty as a man is' children - one of them '.

There is a scene where a heroine singing princess sings in the ghetto, but at that time she sings with other children around her, as well as singing songs taught by her in the absence of a singing princess?

"Hehe...... If I have a reputation for singing better than heroine, I must be promoted to a singing princess in my next gig......!

He had an ambitious laugh the other day, for example, but even if he was better than a singing princess, he wouldn't be able to play a mid teenage heroine with a single digit of age.

For once, among the unnamed "Singing Children," Frey's role seems to be a pretty prominent position.

Even though it's a terminal role, you think it's a spot position?

So if you don't listen properly, I'm sure Frey will be dissatisfied.

I don't think you'll pull it off later because you're a sappy character, but on the other hand, you also have a slightly devilish, s-minded personality, so making a burden can be a big deal.

I'm making that a bloody friend of mine.

Brev was convinced too, but still boredom doesn't seem to be deluded.

Even if you're an adult now, it's suspicious to see the stage properly.

(Maybe I should give him something else...)

Something to distract boredom while paying attention to the stage.

Something convenient like that...

(That's right!

What came to mind was the Tsujitsu slaughter earlier.

I whisper to Master Hatko.

"Brev, what do you say we keep an eye on the stage? There could be guys trying to harass and flirt with boring people, and there could be some sleazing and putting them away against the audience, you know?

"-! That's it! Al, it's a good idea!

Are you just admiring adventurers, the way they eat is amazing.

Mr. Dorothea scolds me because my voice was so loud, "That's a nuisance for everyone".

Brev whispers to me.

"I didn't do anything last year. I was just hoping to get something done this year."

It's called Brev, it's called Frey, how come all my friends are ambitious?

You're on your own to have a goal, but don't just run wild, okay?

"Ahhh! I wonder if things will go wrong soon...... Huh!

You don't have to wake up. Don't want it.

Brev grabbed the ten hands and glanced around him.

Yeah.

Shut up even if you're not talking, damn it.

(Eh, now if Hatko has a problem, will it also be my responsibility to burn him... I'm me and I don't care how Brev looks...)

If you think it's suspicious, everything around you may look suspicious.

If a brev jumps at someone just clawing their stuff, that's the big problem.

But my concern elsewhere, the audience is all nailed to the Heroit stage.

That's right.

Theatre is the highlight of this festival.

Everyone is getting tickets in line or struggling to see this, so I guess fewer people are looking at other things.

I only ever saw it on stage.

(Oh! Your uniform is out!

A friend of beauty dressed as a kid in a ghetto shows up.

From the audience, he said, "Yikes!," yellow cheered.

Are you already a lot of fans, or are you even a woman like Mia?

Frey on stage poses as a poor child in clothing and facial expressions, but he is too elegant and mismatched.

Denen's men, whom I saw during the day, were too well-dressed to match their contents, but I don't feel like they are poor enough over here.

I wondered whether "playing cleverly" was not only a visible act, but also something that should control the atmosphere that was created.

(I've heard that detectives in the Earth world and such find out instantly if they don't learn from walking to slang's kind, but to the point of completion. I'm sure it's hard to blend in another hierarchy)

Even the possessors of acting skills like you in military uniform, probably, are still rough shreds.

The world of theatre seems to be deep too.

――♪ ――♪ ――♪

The military uniform on stage starts singing.

Oh, you're good.

A boulder can only boast singing with confidence.

In particular, confidence and strength are not always equals.

My sister, who is in her arms right now, seems to be complacent about her singing voice, but she actually seems to smile.

(... yeah?

Even as I listened to Frey sing, I felt strange discomfort.

That's not a friend on stage, it's in the audience.

Looking at your uniform, I realized there was a woman wandering her own pockets, as if looking for something - or even getting ready.

(Are you a suspicious man? No, I might overthink it)

I watched it for a while, but didn't act suspicious any more, and soon stopped acting strange.

Maybe it was an overthought after all.

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Theatre continues unattainably thereafter.

Heroit's stage is very brilliant in acting and music.

I snorted that this was indeed a level of popularity throughout the kingdom.

(The actors have a great range of aesthetics. quality of appearance would definitely be higher than that of the Earth world)

It seems that Heroit is said that each actor has a unique fan, but I guess that's natural too.

(Is it time for your next uniform)

First, Frey sings solo, and the other children meet there to sing. Apparently it's a plain important choral part.

It was the words of my best friend with ten hands that brought me back to reality, which was completely distracted by theatre.

"Hey, Al. Is something wrong with him?

"Huh?"

Unexpectedly, I see the woman earlier.

But her movements are not particularly strange.

"Where are you looking, that way, that way"

When I look at the person pointing at it with ten hands, I see the result. There is a strange man.

At the corner of the venue, where it's also hard to see from other guests, there's a guy like "I overlaid my shopping baggage" that I occasionally see in cartoons and cartoons and stuff.

I'm here at the Shorcina Chamber of Commerce, regardless of your shopper, would it be something with tons of luggage beside the stage like this? Aren't they usually supposed to leave it on the floor, too?

Brev seems to have thought it weird in "Somehow," but he's certainly not surprised.

But there's a distance from the stage, and some guys wouldn't be logical if they had this many people, so maybe they're just weird people after all.

"Oh, we're going down!?"

As Brev put it, 'overloaded man' fell over.

Naturally, the large amount of luggage that was in my hand would also be smashed.

Gashan and I heard a loud noise.

From the sound, was there metal or something in it?

It's loud enough to sound like the whole venue.

The audience turns to you in unison.

The man was bowing his head with a peck of sorrow.

It's as if you want to say, 'It's an accident of surprise'.

(No way, it's not some kind of positive move, is it?

I know it's too much to think about, but I'm not too alert to lose money.

He looked over the entire venue sassy, using vision enhancement.

My eyes stop at a certain point.

(That's the woman from earlier...)

Her movements were quick.

In an instant, he dived deeper into the crowd a little further away and threw something from it high in the sky.

Neither have the people right beside her noticed her movements.

I guess that's all the body twitching was brilliant.

And what was unleashed high in the sky (...).

That orbit was also extremely skillful, and if I hadn't watched her, I wouldn't have realized that 'it' was flying on stage.

(Eggs? Those are black-colored eggs......)

Because of its color, it's hard to look extra.

Even if there were other flying eggs, I might not be able to respond instantly.

(I'll blow all that up!

Immediately activate Wind Magic.

Keep the black eggs away from the stage.

Nothing else flying, huh?

Looking over, the metal sound of Gashan again.

It's not the same direction as the 'luggage man' just now.

You can't just not check.

I turn to you immediately, but another 'man who dropped his luggage' from earlier just bows his head.

(No way, this isn't a positive either, is it? I blew my eggs off, so I didn't unleash the 'two arrows' -)

Eyes on the woman.

but there's no sign of the person there.

Have you already fled, or have you moved elsewhere?

(Then the sky is!?)

Black eggs were flying.

That too, multiple.

That means there's more than one person who threw it.

I don't know who you are, but you harass me with your hands!

Eggs within sight, blew up all of them.

They all don't like orbits.

Even if I take one of the 'throw' moves, I'm sure it's a hands-on task.

(This is it the moment Frey solos. Are you aiming for a military uniform!?)

I look at you in a hurry.

I admire the fact that even with all the noise on the stage, he keeps going without stopping acting, but that kid who is concentrating on the role won't notice the throw because of it.

And I cursed my own detours.

In addition to the eggs released from the sky, there were also eggs as if they had been released from the bottom of the earth.

I'm sure it was thrown under the audience's feet, from the ground slate.

My witchcraft didn't make it, and one of the eggs hit Frey.

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