Soon after returning to the venue, the competition officially began, and all the participating girls stood neatly in the middle of the venue, waiting for the organizer to announce the rules and items of the competition.

"So, let me explain this competition! There are three competitions in this pink competition, namely music, swordsmanship, and pastry! As soon as the organizer finished speaking, each girl's face was full of panic, and they whispered to their companions like birds startled by the sound of gunfire.

"Oh my God! Even though there were no swordsmanship items last year, this year it has increased!? ”

"It's because I didn't have it that I added it. With Capezian here, we're definitely going to get hurt, or we'll have to play again next year. ”

"Ah, it's a pity, but I'm glad to see Sir Perseus......"

Hearing the whispers of the girls, the organizer seemed to anticipate this and continued, "If you think that this event is difficult, you can choose to abandon the competition and participate in the next year's competition." ”

As soon as she finished saying this, Arya saw that in a few seconds, more than half of the people in the competition venue were missing! Wow, that's an exaggeration!? She marveled in disbelief.

"Arya, we're going to compete again next year, you have to work hard, definitely don't lose to that woman in swordsmanship!" Rebega and Rosa walked up to Arya and cheered her on.

"Hmmm! Leave it to me! I definitely won't let her! Arya high-fived them and watched them scatter to the audience along with the other casters.

"The delicate canary always cherishes her feathers, for fear of getting a little dust and blood, right?" Capezan clasped her hands to her chest, standing beside Arya, asking questions without looking back. Arya glared at her, then moved her gaze to the front, and replied indifferently: "Everyone has the right to participate or not, and you can't assume that they are all such people just because of this incident." ”

"Hmph, I hope you don't regret your choice today in the swordsmanship project." Capezian chuckled, but Arya ignored her.

"If no one abandons the race, then the race is officially started! The first contest of the day is music! Amid the enthusiastic cheers of the audience, Arya felt something moving behind her, and she hurriedly turned her head to find that the red curtain was slowly pulling from the middle to both sides, and countless precious instruments that shimmered elegantly in the sunlight were displayed before her eyes.

Lots of musical instruments! Clavichord, violin, flute, harp...... Fine beads of sweat began to ooze from Aria's head, and the audience was amazed by these brand-new instruments.

"So let me explain the rules of this music competition. Contestants draw two slips of paper from the box with the name of the instrument written on it, and which two instruments are drawn, they must use these two instruments to play the music, the repertoire is determined by the contestant, and no two instruments can play the same piece of music, and there is no score. After the organizer finished speaking, the waiters with the same number of participants came to the stage and asked the girls to start drawing notes.

Come on! Let me draw it! Arya stared at the small box in front of her, she gritted her teeth, stretched out her hand and pulled out two notes from the box, and unfolded them to see, they were flute and harp! Yay, yes, yes! Hit the harp! Arya was secretly ecstatic in her heart.

Then she glanced at Capezanne and saw that she also had a haughty smile on her face, and it seemed that she had also drawn a musical instrument that she was good at, Arya thought to herself, and handed the note to the waiter.

"Well, excuse me, is there a plus this year?" A young lady raised her hand and asked.

"There are extras that add points. If you feel that you are not good enough, you can appoint a judge, play a piece for the judge with two instruments in your hand, and express your love to the judge in your own way, then the judge will look at the contestant's additional performance and oral expression, and also give a certain score. ”

"Huh!?" All the contestants, including Arya and Capesian, were amazed. The audience was filled with the sound of happy and cheerful buzz of conversation, enveloped in a cheerful atmosphere.

Feeling... Love Stories ......!? What are you kidding, where can I talk about love!? Ouch, fortunately it was just an add-on, and Arya kept wiping the cold sweat from her head with a white handkerchief embroidered with pink flowers. Wait a minute!? Suddenly, she stopped what she was doing, a spark flashed in her mind, and she looked up at Percival, who was as plain as water, and at the girls who were excitedly tuning their instruments and trying to play music for him.

It turns out that the purpose of this plus point is here, and it is quite fair to let Percival, as a knight, judge the quality of their repertoire and verbal expression. But... When I think of so many girls having to play and confess to him, I always feel... A little unhappy...... Arya pouted sullenly.

"This is my second best job, Arya, and you just wait to lose." Capezan spoke lightly, and she turned to leave.

"I won't lose to you!" Arya retorted, and then looked at Percival.

He was found sitting upright, but his eyes were lowered without sadness or joy, and his eyes were fixed on the table, in stark contrast to the other emotional judges. It felt like he looked so lonely, like someone who didn't belong to this lively place, and a trace of pain crossed Arya's heart.

"So, please play the first contestant!" The organizers loudly announced.

As the girls showed themselves in their most elegant manners, cheers and applause, whistles, and expressions of love came one after another. Music was an essential part of the aristocracy, and they unsurprisingly chose a plus, and almost everyone appointed Percival as their first choice for their love words.

And Percival just stood up and bowed to them slightly after they had all played, said some words of thanks that were loved by the nobles, and then sat down in silence. He was working hard, but Arya couldn't catch a hint of annoyance on Percival's face, and kept her chivalric demeanor to the fullest.

"Next Contestant!"

In the organizer's words, Capesan sat in front of the piano, her hands on the black and white keys, and in the blink of an eye, her fingertips quickly struck on the keys at high speed, sometimes heavy, sometimes soft, the compact passages were like a rushing river, and the soothing passages were like a trickle, which made people relax a little, and immediately tense their spirits.

It is the first part of the movement of the Temple of the Sun by a foreign composer, this piece is very difficult, it must be maintained with a high degree of concentration and fast tempo, otherwise it is easy to be interrupted, what a terrible technique! Arya clenched her fists grimly.

When the last note fell, and before the applause could roar, Capezian stood up and picked up the violin, and played the music faster and faster, causing the crowd to erupt in exclamation! She can actually use the violin to play "Rhapsody of the Rose"?! This song is even more difficult than just now! Arya gritted her teeth and looked at Percival, who also looked slightly surprised, focusing her gaze on Capezian.

It seems that even Percival was attracted by her exquisite playing skills, and had to admit that her playing style, like herself, was as exciting and fiery as a burning fire, full of fiery power, and could not be lost to her! Thinking of this, Arya lowered her head and clenched the silver flute in her hand.

At the end of the song, Capesian lifted her skirt in an explosion of applause and cheers, and even the young ladies who had scoffed at her now had to give her a convincing applause, and the judges stood up and applauded in response to her full efforts.

At this moment, she is like a luxurious and gorgeous bright red rose, proudly bathing in applause from everywhere.

"Thank you! Well, allow me to play the extras! It wasn't until the judges were seated that Capezan shouted to everyone with her head held high.

"Please choose a judge." The organizer stood next to her and stretched out his hand to show her everyone one by one.

"I choose Sir Percival Percius." Capezian raised her bow and pointed at Parcival, who was seated.

Really! Arya frowned and patted her palm lightly with her flute, and some of the young ladies next to her saw that her face was not clear, and they all wondered with each other whether she was worried that Capezian would snatch Percival.

"So, please start playing." After the organizer finished speaking, he retreated to the curtain.

"Sir Percival, I will merge my love and admiration for you into this unique piece of music! Let me play a solo song on the violin, "The Warrior of the Celestial Gods" by Kapeshan! Capezian held the violin around her neck.

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar again, and Percival immediately stood up from his seat, struck his right fist in the chest, and looked at Capezan with a very solemn expression, he exuded an aura of integrity and awe, and said solemnly: "Please play, Miss Monroe, the head of the Knights of Fervent, Percival Percius will offer loyalty and faith to the god Gera!" ”

With that, Capezian pulled the bow back and forth, and the elegant, soothing and solemn melody drifted in all directions. Unbelievable, playing the Knights' anthem solo on the violin, this is considered ... Hit the bull's-eye... Arya gripped the flute tightly in both hands and looked at Percival, finding him staring intently at Capesian.

Peake, who was sitting in the audience, showed a sad face and looked at Anne next to him anxiously: "Sister Anne, although I don't like her very much, she is really amazing!" Sister Aria, it's really okay, right?! Brother Pat won't be snatched away by that woman, right!? ”

"Now this situation is a little bit of a problem, but I believe she... I believe in Arya! She's absolutely fine! Anne turned to look at Peake and smiled.

Arya, even if you face the biggest difficulties, you can adapt and solve the puzzles, because you, the thief Rose-Marie! Anne turned her head and looked nervously at Arya, who was standing next to the curtain.