Minion Contest (5)
When I woke up, I was in the waiting room.
Medusha and Persia also intervened and put on a frenzy stage, and I sat in a chair with my makeup removed and my clothes changed.
It seems that my brain erased the memory to protect my mind.
With the feeling of losing everything, I lifted my head and looked at the screen, and the last order, Cellondel, was performing.
The overall ranking was displayed on the side of the screen where the splendid yet elegant performance unfolded.
Surprisingly, our team currently ranks first overall with a total of 64 points.
The total score at the time of the second contest was 22, and the maximum score that could be obtained in the third contest was 42… It was a perfect score in the third contest.
“crazy…”
“Master! You’ve come to your senses. I’ve been worried since there hasn’t been an answer since a while ago.”
Persia, sitting on my lap, wags her tail vigorously and rubs her body against my chest.
I hugged him with a sad feeling for some reason.
Cellondel’s stage is now slowly coming to an end.
The judges’ scores were finally announced after trying to comprehend it with difficulty in concentrating.
“6, 6, 6, 6… Is Cellondel perfect for the 3rd contest?”
“It was definitely a flawless stage.”
“It’s crazy! We’re in second place… Louise worked so hard!”
I barely endured what I wanted to rebut to Laurie, who muttered as if unfairly, that it was all because of you and Medusha.
Cellondel and my team both got a perfect score in the 3rd contest.
However, in the second contest, Celondel took the lead, so the first place in the total score was taken over there.
The result is a bit disappointing, but nothing disappointing.
At first, I never dreamed that I would get a perfect score in the 3rd contest and win with the score of the 2nd contest.
Even if we knew that… what else are we trying to do here?
I’ve already done enough.
It had been a while since she was stroking Persia’s soft fur and controlling her heart.
For some reason, Medusha with a triumphant expression shook her head.
“There will be no disappointment already. Because Esshas still has to score.”
“Ummm… If you see what you haven’t done so far, don’t you think you don’t want to grade it?”
While Christine objected, the organizers of the contest called us back to the stage.
It looks like they’re going to hold an awards ceremony.
I made my way through the long hallway, thinking twice that I did well in second place.
All the competitors reunited on stage were exhausted.
It looks like each of them has poured out all their heat and sex.
Relying on the wand given to him by Medusha, he gets on the stage, and applause pours out.
As the lights dazzle her and she frowns, Eshas gets up from her seat.
“Everyone worked hard! Actually, I didn’t expect much, but it was a much more satisfying stage than I expected. Then, the final scoring begins now.”
‘Are you also participating…’
As I clenched my tongue inwardly, Medusha poked out her chest with a proud expression on her face.
With a smile at the familiar gesture, additional points are announced starting from the current lowest team.
However, the numbers are quite different from what we expected.
“Then, the first to be the Dramalios team. Special score 40 points!”
“yes?”
40 points?
I looked around to see if I had heard something wrong, and the other people were also making puzzled faces.
The judges in front of the stage are barely maintaining their composure.
The currently leading team, Celondel, has a score of 66…
I’d give her 40 points by herself.
Medusha initially expected a maximum of 30 points, but it is more than that.
It seems that the last team’s stage was quite pleasing.
So I’d give it the best possible score.
To disregard my thought, the next team received a higher score.
“Legenon team, special score 50 points!”
‘What the hell is the special point limit?’
No one dared to show any more agitation on their faces.
The teams that had their turn received the grace of Eshas with gratitude.
As the turn went on, the additional points that had been slowly rising soon reached me and reached the highest point.
“Royal Magnus Academy Team, 80 Special Points!”
“Kek…”
“Si, isn’t it higher than the maximum score the judges can give?”
As always, Medusha mumbles fearlessly.
In this way, prior scoring is only about presenting opinions.
If Eshas gave 80 points to the bottom team and 0 points to the top team, wouldn’t it be possible to exchange first place and last place?
Of course, I didn’t actually do that… but it’s shocking that it’s a system that can do that in the first place.
but. This guy’s country was usually like this.
As I was shivering, soaked in the dean’s habits, before long, Celondel was sentenced to 75 points and dropped down to 2nd place.
Persia, who was watching it in my arms, slightly sticks out her tongue and laments.
“Wow, I’m starting a rebellion. Whoops…”
“If there’s something you’re sad about, please tell me later. Huh?”
“There’s no way I’m sorry for my master.”
As usual, they had a stuffy conversation and forced to move to the front of Eshas.
In the center of the stage, a stylishly designed championship cup was waiting for us.
The 3rd Summoned Contest Winner is embossed in pure gold.
As I belatedly look into Celondel’s eyes, he smiles and shakes his head.
“Don’t worry. It’s only natural that the most beautiful wins.”
“Ah, thanks…”
Although I missed the title three times in a row due to Eshas’ strange decision, Celondel congratulates me instead of being annoyed.
As I bow my face slightly for nothing, an unexpected proposal comes to me.
“By the way, one more time in my workshop later…”
“I’ll decline that.”
“Whoever wants it! Louise. The place where you can’t go even if you have money is Cellondel’s workshop!”
While Medusha and Laurie are having a riot, the awards ceremony is held.
When they return to the waiting room after lifting the overwhelmingly burdensome championship cup, the organizer of the tournament and Eshas’ attendant come silently.
“Sir Count El Cloud. Congratulations again on winning the championship. The winner will receive a special prize of dinner with Essha…”
I could assure you that this bastard’s special was improvised 5 minutes ago.
But you can’t refuse because your opponent is your opponent.
Elena’s expression darkened noticeably when she left the waiting room with her teammates as if she was taken to prison.
Eshas, who was waiting for us in a dedicated carriage in front of the theater, noticed her feelings and smiled.
“It’s been a while since I’ve called you to have dinner together, so don’t do it too much. Sometimes you have to live face to face.”
“Ah… that’s an honor.”
“I didn’t know that the aftermath of the tournament would be held at the royal palace…”
Moved in a carriage with the members who were frozen due to the burden.
Esshas, who passed through the main gate of the royal palace, muttered as if regretful.
“By the way, I must have already changed clothes. It was okay to be a little more relaxed.”
“It’s not me, let’s play my role here…”
“Oh, yes. Of course I do.”
Eshas, who passed my excuses in a dry way, went into the restaurant of the annex with a smile.
She is the first to get off the carriage and the two attendants follow behind her.
Measures to prevent long hair from dragging on the floor.
The building we arrived at was really useless.
Although it is just a building to welcome guests, it is already overwhelmed by the scale.
Persia, who normally would have put on a scene, was a little dazed.
Soon after, we sat around the large table, and the meal began to come out immediately.
By the time the competition was over, the sun was already setting, and tomorrow is Monday.
Considering our school life, it must have been a little hasty.
Of course, I didn’t feel any gratitude.
I felt short of breath because of the enormous pressure from before.
But nevertheless.
The meal at the royal palace was very delicious.
The acid and seafood taste enough to make even the tongue hardened with tension melt.
Persia, who was careful to taste if there was any poison in it, soon shoved her nose into the plate.
“Wow! Master, this is so delicious! I thought I ate almost everything in the capital…”
“Yeah? That’s a good thing. This is a special dish that can only be cooked in the palace’s restaurant. I was relieved that no one secretly made it and ate it.”
Eshas, who was still smiling, muttered a little sarcastically.
Thanks to that, Eshas waved her hands as Persia hardened her body.
“It’s a long tradition, so I let it go, but is it really necessary to do this? Humans show off their power in a bit funny way.”
Is it okay for the white dragon who just gave me 80 points?
As I swallowed such blasphemous thoughts, Persia wags her tail in response.
“I think I can understand a little bit. I also want to eat with the master’s vassals.”
“Is that so?”
Eshas, who was looking at Persia with happy eyes, turned to me and Elena.
Elena skillfully removes the bones from fish dishes and presents them to me.
Normally, I would have refused, but being conscious of Eshas’ gaze, I took it and ate it.
Eshas, who was a little satisfied thanks to this, claps his hand as if he remembered it just in time.
It mimics human behavior, but the awkwardness remains.
“Come to think of it, your brother is a little quiet for a while. He was active right after the raid on the taboo camp…”
“Tongue, not a brother. Russell has already been expelled from the family…”
“Yes, yes. I know. I am not trying to hold El Cloud accountable.”
I sighed inwardly as I reflexively responded.
Did Essha also build a camp or something?
There was a reason Howard, who was captured at the academy, rushed in while grinding his teeth.
Eshas drank a glass of fine wine, looked at me and Elena, and muttered in a slightly disorganized voice.
Although there is no way that Baekryong can eat alcohol, he seems to have adjusted his body to enjoy drunkenness.
“After all, Russell hasn’t forgiven me yet… In the end, it’s been proven that I was right. He seems like a narrow-minded guy.”
“… yes?”
Could it be that… Essha and Russell were friends?
Besides, forgive me, there’s something else to say.
As I was internally startled, Eshas shook his head as if he had made a mistake.
However, given her temper, it’s much more likely that she spilled it on purpose.
“It’s nothing. By the way, you had a pretty interesting subordinate…”
Is this the story of Shabnak?
When I bite my tongue inside, an unexpected compliment returns.
“How quietly you deal with traitors who infiltrated the kingdom.”
‘What is this again…’
“The nobles that Shabnak brainwashed were all vampires disguised as human beings. If they touched real humans, I wouldn’t have left them alone.”
As I roll a stupid moan in my mouth, the demon king gives a quick explanation.
Thanks to you, I was barely able to show a smile.
“It’s overrated.”
Dinner at the royal palace was uncomfortable even after that.
I was not used to eating with someone who tried to tease me with every action and small talk.
I couldn’t even say it was very pleasant.
In the end, we escaped from the royal palace as soon as Eshas’ permission was granted, and only after entering the academy, we barely swept our hearts out.
The championship cup in his right hand is heavier than ever.
“You did a great job, Louise. Shall we put it in the club room?”
“I just want to melt it and sell it…”
“Don’t worry, I already have all the video records left.”
“Ugh.”
When I returned to the dormitory tormented by Christine’s jokes, Medusha opened my closet to help organize my luggage.
And very naturally, I hang the stage costumes next to my uniform.
I didn’t have the strength to say anything anymore, so I closed my eyes tightly.
After letting them rest for a while, Sylvia and all of them, avoiding Maria and Christine’s eyes, enter through the dormitory window.
“Master. You’ve worked hard today.”
“But one more time before going to bed…”
“aah!”
“Oh, no. I’m sorry.”
Letty suffer from a sense of guilt under Elena, who smiles mischievously.
I fell asleep while hugging Persia, feeling Medusha’s touch on my back.
The unfamiliar story Eshas told me earlier kept echoing in my head.