Fairy Tail: You said you were just acting, are you serious

Chapter 114 Unconventional Approach

After the referee finished speaking, he controlled the hoverboard to fall, preparing to return.

Upon hearing the referee's explanation, all the eliminated contestants and Ron and his group, who were originally sitting in the audience, were momentarily stunned.

Whether they were eliminated or advanced, they all habitually looked at the list of opponents for the next round after each round of competition.

The magical light then dissipated in mid-air, and the rejected contestants withdrew their astonished gazes and prepared to get up and go back.

The three members of the Dark Guild quickly composed themselves and turned to walk towards the rest area.

Ron stood up and looked at his current performance rating, which had risen to 50%, reaching half.

He smiled with satisfaction. It seemed that if things went smoothly tomorrow, he could reach 100%.

"It's time to replenish some sugar."

After the inspection, he leisurely left the waiting area and headed towards the canteen.

After some time, Ultear and Azuma were already waiting for Mark Beth of the Oración Seis in a hidden room.

"Why is that guy so slow?"

Urudia frowned and said somewhat impatiently.

After a while, the door to the room was slowly opened, and Mark Beth came in.

After Markbeth closed the door and cast a soundproofing spell, Ultear asked coldly, "Why are you only arriving now? Didn't we agree on a time?"

Upon hearing this, Mark Beth, who had been half-closing his eyes, finally opened them completely.

"It was Sora who made the appointment with you, not me."

His gaze passed over Urutia and coldly fixed on Azuma, who was sitting in the back.

"It's also thanks to the person behind you. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't have needed to check on Sora's injuries, and I would have been late."

Azuma crossed her arms and smiled at Mark Beth's displeased gaze.

"I gave her a chance; it was her own request."

Mark Beth sneered and said to them, "Actually, I'm the only one left here with the Oración Seis, so there's no point in continuing this meeting."

I just came to let you know, see you in the ring tomorrow.

After saying that, he glared at Azuma again with displeasure, and left the room without looking back.

Azuma nodded, then stood up and said, "He's right. There's no need for a meeting now that it's just the two of us."

He then pushed open the door and left, leaving Urutia still inside.

Urutia lowered his head and sighed deeply.

There isn't a single one of them who makes things easy for anyone.

Then time flew by, and it was already the morning of the second day.

The speaker and councilors who went home early yesterday have returned to their seats and are talking to each other.

Since Rahal only fell due to an illusion during yesterday's final match, the arena's stage remains intact, with nearly new stone slabs paving the way.

There were even more eliminated contestants in the audience than yesterday, but Sora and Lastiros were absent. The two of them had not yet recovered enough to move freely and were staying in the medical room.

"Listen to me, if I hadn't been careless, Markbeth wouldn't have been able to cast illusion magic. My tactics were perfect, firstly..."

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Lahar, sitting in the stands, was talking incessantly about his tactics to Eric, who was sitting next to him.

"Oh? Yes, that's a real pity..."

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Eric turned his head away and gave a perfunctory reply.

As Rahal continued to explain these tactics to him, Eric looked on with a helpless expression.

He had only turned around because he heard Lahar's thoughts, and then this guy came over to say hello and chatted casually for a while. He never expected it to turn out like this.

He hadn't expected them to be so enthusiastic. If they became too familiar with each other because of excessive interaction, how would he survive in the Dark Guild?

So Eric listened silently to Rahal's debriefing and continued to respond to him in silence.

On the third day, Ron and his team lined up in a row on the ring early, as required by the referee, instead of waiting in the waiting area.

Just then, the referee slowly flew over on a hover platform, with a figure larger than the referee beside him.

The figure was none other than Speaker Crawford. They arrived at the center of the arena and landed in front of Ron and his three companions.

The Speaker took the magical megaphone, cleared his throat, and slowly announced, "Everyone, thank you for waiting. The reason we didn't immediately release the list of opponents for the third round yesterday is because our council members needed some time to summarize the overall performance of the qualifiers in the first two rounds."

Hearing this, Ron adjusted his sunglasses and asked疑惑地问道, "What does performance score have to do with the matchup?"

Speaker Crawford chuckled and then replied, "Of course it matters, because the player currently ranked first in performance points can choose their opponent first."

Upon hearing this, the unsuccessful candidates in the audience erupted in uproar.

The four people standing on the platform remained relatively calm and did not react much.

Ron didn't care about it, but the other three already knew about this special rule in advance.

However, Mark Beth was praying in his heart that he could get first place so that he could avenge Sora and the others.

Speaker Crawford then waved his hand and announced in a referee's tone, "Now, let's announce the player currently ranked first in performance points: Azuma!"

The magical light screen above the arena lit up, and a person's portrait and score appeared prominently at the top.

[First Place: Azuma]

Speaker Crawford stood on the suspended platform, looking at the first place winner on the magical light screen, a smug smile on his face.

The first place was naturally chosen by all the judges after summarizing their opinions. He just said a few more words, and they unconsciously raised the scores of the remaining three members of the Dark Guild, which led to this situation.

Now, as long as the choice is given to them, the warlike Azuma will definitely choose Ron. In this way, he can not only resolve this variable in a logical way, but also bring all the assessments back to the direction he should be developing.

The speaker then took a step back and handed over the magical megaphone.

After the referee finished speaking, he asked, "Now, the top-ranked qualifier, please choose your opponent!"

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Azuma took a step forward and walked to the very front of the ring.

He then turned his head, his gaze slowly sweeping over the other three people.

Finally, under the expectant gazes of everyone, Azuma slowly raised his right hand and made his choice.

"I choose her."

Crawford's smile froze on his face, his eyes widened in shock.

Ron watched as Azuma pointed at Ultear with an incredulous look in his eyes, and couldn't help but inwardly complain.

Dude, shouldn't you have chosen me at this point? Why aren't you playing by the rules?!