Chapter Forty-Seven: Final Preparations

Carl stroked the trembling girl in his arms: "Have you calmed down now?" Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Hmm. Miku nodded vigorously, "Even if I lose my voice, even if everyone hates me, you're going to like me, right?"

"That's right. Karl smiled and rubbed her hair, "But I prefer to see you in all your glory, you don't exist in this world because of me, and you don't have to sing alone." What I like is you as a person, whether it is appearance or singing, whether it is morality or character, whether it is in the past or in the future. ”

"You ......" Miku suddenly burst into tears and laughed, "Darling~ When will you say such beautiful things, this is not like you." ”

Carl buttoned his face, this time he really didn't talk nonsense.

Carl's heart suddenly felt a little heavy, he would leave soon, I don't know how hard this will deal to Miku, even if it sounds good, his actions can be called deception.

That's right, he really likes her,

I don't want to leave her, but I always have something to do.

All you can do is to leave a good memory for each other.

"Would you like to be on stage again, in front of tens of thousands of spectators?" asked Karl.

Mijiu tilted her head: "If you can, of course you hope for it." ”

Carl patted her on the head, stood up, and put on his coat: "I'll go out for a moment." ”

I can't say I'm going to trouble that person on the first day.

"Huh?" Miku glanced at Karl suspiciously.

......

The talent show on the third day of the youth competition is different from the previous three competitions, it does not have seeds and auditions, except for the players who register in advance, more than half of the time is the so-called free play time, as long as the audience on the field is not ashamed of themselves and has enough courage, they can go on stage to try.

But this is just the rule, and many organizations and individuals have bought off the organizers and given themselves the opportunity to come to power.

That is, it is often said to go through the back door.

What Carl has to do now is also go through the back door.

Warrior Guild.

It's still bustling at night, as warriors are the most popular of all classes.

"Who are you, what are you doing here?" Unsurprisingly, he was stopped by a man.

In fact, warriors are very hostile to mages who are naturally of higher status.

"I'm looking for your guild president, Mr. Jared. Karl showed the gray card.

"What kind of ...... are you?" was interrupted by a man standing in the corner on the first floor.

"The president hasn't come home yet, he's on the third floor. The man said to Karl.

"Thank you. ”

Carl walked up to the third floor, ignoring the strange stares of those who passed by, walked to the president's office and knocked on it.

"Please come in. President Jared's deep and oppressive voice came out.

Carl pushed the door open.

"Oh, it's you, what's the matter?" President Jared was clearly in a good mood, so he didn't put on a show.

"I hope tomorrow morning, I can give me a little time. Karl said.

"This one is a bit of a hassle. Jared frowned, "The time is full, and it's not like I can't promise you, but this kind of thing must be explained to all the audience, and you have to tell me what you're going to do." ”

Although this kind of thing is not small, compared with the other party saving his son, Jared is not unable to agree.

Although he may lose his trust with some people, who is Jared? The leader of the Warrior Guild, one of the top few people in the main city of Cárdenas, he doesn't need to care too much.

But as he said, if you go up to a crooked melon and crack dates, the audience will not agree.

"It's hers. Carl didn't say much, just put a recording crystal on the table and activated it with magic.

"Her, not you?" asked President Jared.

This recording crystal was originally received by Carl at the book city.

"It's ok. After hearing this, President Jared gave a positive evaluation.

"But you have to know that performing on stage is not only about singers, but also about the sets, lighting, and accompaniment, at least without accompaniment will not be accepted by the audience. President Jared spread his hands, "I'm a senior honorary member of the Artists Association, and to be honest, the level of the songs in this recording crystal you brought is very good, not enough training, solid foundation, and insufficient connotation. ”

Karl frowned, he didn't know how to prove to the other party that even if there was no accompaniment, even if there were deficiencies in the past, but the singing voice after the Nirvana of Sei Miku had become perfect, and just relying on his voice was enough to conquer the audience.

Just by that song.

"I'll leave you a spot, the penultimate time for the show, this spot was supposed to be our Warrior Guild's own war dance show, if you're ready, I'm sorry for those boys, but I'll make it up to them. President Jared said.

The other party has already said this.

"It's not ready yet, it's okay, as long as it's not that time, I'll wait for you to give me an answer. President Jared asked, "Why are you obsessed with this?"

Carl took a deep breath, "I'm sorry for the excuse, I can't tell you why. ”

After leaving the Warrior Guild.

Carl leaned against the wall of the alley, his head bowed, feeling his powerlessness again, and he didn't even have the power to give her a chance.

It is necessary to grow up as soon as possible. Recalling Pachuary's words, Carl smiled bitterly.

By the time Carl returned to the hotel, Miku had already changed into her pajamas and was sitting on the bed.

"Where have you been?" asked Miku.

Carl gave a general account of his visit to President Jared.

"Accompaniment?"

Miku lowered her head a little sadly, she used to have her accompanist partner, but since the big shot started to take revenge on her, the people around her have left one by one.

She doesn't blame them, because in the face of pressure, people will choose to escape, especially when it is not directly related to themselves.

"If it really doesn't work...... It doesn't matter. Mijiu was silent for a while.

That's right, he shouldn't have had to hope for anything, he has done enough for himself.

Carl shook his head and stared into Miku's eyes, "Do you like the stage?"

"Hmm. Miku nodded.

"Then don't give up easily. Karl touched Yomiku's head.

Carl walked out onto the balcony and closed the door.

Without a run-in period, ordinary musicians can't complete a concert with Miku, but someone can, Carl doesn't know if he can convince the person who only has one side, and he doesn't even know if he can find it.

But how can you give up?

Karl looked up at the night sky, and the stars shone like a sea.

"It's been a good couple of days. Karl whispered, closing his eyes.

The Eye of the Stars.

Carl's eye of the sky can cover half the city.

No, no, no, no......

Carl's gaze swept over the area, but he couldn't find his target.

One of the big flaws of the Eye of the Stars is that it cannot penetrate the room.

If the other party is not within the scope of his investigation, if the other party is no longer going out, then what Carl is doing now is useless, but he is still carefully retrieving everything in his field of vision over and over again.

an hour.

Two hours......

......

In a tavern not far from the hotel, a woman with white braids dragged a blonde youth out.

"I ...... I can't. Olivier rolled his eyes, "I can't drink anymore." Sheila will let me go......"

The white-haired woman also seemed to be a little drunk: "What are you talking about, it's just like this, the wine here is not good, let's change places." ”

"Woo~" Olivier's eyes filled with tears, "Mula, save me, save me!"

The tall, short-haired man standing on one side lowered his head: "No, I think it's better for Miss Sheila to get you drunk than if you get into trouble everywhere." ”

"You go to take care of that kid, he's unconscious, Olivier will leave it to me~"

At some point, Sherazade held a long whip in his hand, tied Olivier tightly, and dragged him away.

"Help, help!" Olivier struggled.

"Your Highness, take care of yourself. Mura closed her eyes and saluted.

Shelazard dragged Olivier to an open-air bar.

"Boss, come and get two. Sheila put Olivier on the chair and sat down on the other side.

A black-haired teenager stopped the boss who was about to deliver the wine: "I paid for their wine, and I will send these wines." ”

Bring two beers and put them on the table.

"Who are you, boy, a little familiar?" said Shelazard, tilting her head to look at Karl, "Be honest." ”

"There is a side on the way here. Carl opened a bottle and filled it for the three of them, "I'm here to get your help. ”

"Come, drink. ”

Shelazard drank his cup in one gulp, and then poured Olivier into him.

Carl: "...... I think he's really going to be killed by you. ”

"I ...... Where am I? Heaven, haha......" Olivier was already shaking and babbling gibberish.

"Drink. Shelazad poured herself another glass.

Karl silently drank the cup in his hand.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" asked Sherazade, propping her head.

"I ...... My friend is going to perform at tomorrow's big competition, but he lacks a good accompaniment. Karl Dao.

"No, no, I'm a person who has pursuits. Olivier was lying on the table, but he shouted with full breath.

Shelazard waved his hands at Karl.

Karl was silent for a moment: "If not mistaken, my friend who needs accompaniment, you met this afternoon." ”

"Huh?" Olivier rolled his big head three times on the table, "oh oh, it turns out that the beautiful young lady is waiting for you, and her singing voice is like an angel's chant, and it hits my fragile and sensitive heart. ”

"I think you need to be honest about what you did today. Shelazard looked at Olivier with a dangerous gaze, and the whip ran under his neck, strangling him to his chair with a click.

"Hmm...... Help, help. ”

In the end, Olivier agreed, but Sherazade said that only the blonde Lai Pidan would go, and that she and Mura were not very musical.

That's enough.

Carl kept a sheet of music, a song that Miku had prepared for a long time, and she had actually had a wish since she was a child, to stand on that stage, like the idol who evoked her dreams.

It was late at night when I returned to the hotel, and the church's fire had already been extinguished twice.

The girl had fallen asleep quietly, and Carl helped her straighten the quilt—

Good night.