Fairy Tail: I want to summon Baron Nash

October 7th was the day when the Magnolia Harvest Festival was officially held.

The festive atmosphere reached its climax on this day.

The busiest streets in the city were already crowded with people. In addition to local residents, many people from nearby villages and towns also came.

Some people were even attracted by the reputation of the magic parade and came from farther away.

The vendors on the street spared no effort to sell their goods. Goodman was one of the vendors who sold his own goods.

Every few meters on the roadside, people played musical instruments and sang poems, and people dressed as clowns performed acrobatics.

Even the boats on the canal were hung with various decorations, and the cheerful boatmen would sing a few fishing songs from time to time.

The stalls selling snacks were even more popular, and the famous snack street was filled with fragrance.

Naz, a guy who couldn't even walk steadily, took Habby to eat a lot early in the morning with the sequelae of eating thunder.

According to his appetite, it is estimated that he will have to go to work soon after the festival.

Because it was a rare celebration, not many people came to the guild tavern in the morning, and everyone went to find places of interest to play.

Rhode was helping to set up the venue in the guild at this time, and Marcus was in charge of the command.

The first large-scale event of the day, the Fairy Tail Miss Selection, was held in the guild.

Marcus was the first to come in the morning, and he was still very excited until now.

Nabu, Bijida and Arzak, who he usually chatted with, were also pulled by him to do hard labor.

Arzak seemed a little reluctant. He had planned to take advantage of the festival to ask Bisca out for a walk.

But Marcus asked: "Invite Bisca? Can you say it? '

Arzak was silent for a moment. He had been brewing for several months but couldn't muster up the courage to invite Bisca to join the team to do the task, let alone go shopping.

Then Marcus said again: "Bisca will also participate in the competition. If the arrangement cannot be completed in time... Do you really not want to help? ’

Arzak realized that, yes, the competition could not be held on time, and Biska would be disappointed.

Poor Arzak, not only did he not make any progress, but he was also tightly controlled by Marcus.

There is no ready-made stage in the guild now, so Laqi will use her wood-shaped magic to seal the counter and transform it into a temporary stage.

The tables and chairs will also be temporarily moved away, and the entire tavern will be used as the venue.

Such an area is obviously unable to accommodate all the people who come to watch the game.

So three monitoring magic crystals are placed on the front and side of the stage.

The live screen will be connected to the vicinity of the Carthia Cathedral in the city center.

Friends who are unable to enter the venue can go there to watch the live broadcast.

As for the contestants this time, Rhodes, as a staff member, already knows the list and also got the ballot.

Each audience member will be issued a ballot, and someone will be responsible for distributing it at the cathedral.

After getting the ballot, Rhodes has written his name without hesitation.

Laqi patted him; "Hey, the competition hasn't started yet, you are too biased."

Rod folded the ballot as if nothing had happened, and said confidently: "What does it matter? Anyway, I know all these contestants, how can I not know who is more beautiful?"

"That's not necessarily true. Some people have completely different styles on and off the stage."

"It doesn't matter what style they become, my vision is the same."

"You are hopeless." Laqi glanced at Mira who was smiling not far away. Damn, it seems that he accidentally helped him again.

"Hehe." Rod didn't argue with her.

Anyway, it's better than that kid Alzak.

Although it's a bit more difficult, at least he is trying hard, and the progress is gratifying.

After a busy period, the venue was finally set up, and the contestants entered the backstage one by one.

Mira was probably the calmest one among them. She was still helping with the work the previous second, and clapped her hands the next second: "The competition is about to start, this is up to you."

"Come on." Rod took over Mira's work and watched her walk into the backstage.

The turn just now was a bit cool.

Maybe it's because confident girls are always radiant?

...

The audience has entered the venue. Rod abused his private rights to get a good seat for himself, and Arzak also stood in the front row shyly.

And experienced veterans like Makao and Wakaba naturally arrived early to grab the front row.

Many other members also rushed back to join in the fun, and many of them were worried that if someone went on stage, the response would be average, so they helped to support the audience.

Natsu was holding a bunch of snacks and squatting in the corner to eat listlessly. His condition was still not good.

Gray rarely dressed well today, and stood beside Natsu with his hands in his pockets: "You guy, didn't Grandma Polyusica tell you to have a good rest? And you are not interested in this kind of competition, right?"

Natsu said weakly: "But this is a guild event, I must participate, it's so uncomfortable..."

He said it was so uncomfortable, but he kept eating.

This idiot, Gray patted his forehead: "Difficult guy."

The noisy discussions of the audience suddenly quieted down, and Marcus took the stage with a microphone.

The end of the microphone was a small magic crystal, which looked similar to the glass marbles that children played with in the 1980s and 1990s.

Marcus tested the sound professionally, and then said:

"Dear residents of Magnolia, and everyone in the nearby towns and villages, welcome to Fairy Tail!"

The audience applauded politely.

"I heard that some people rushed over mountains and rivers for this game. In order to arrive on time, they didn't even have time to pick up their shoes when they fell off the cliff.

After the game, remember to jump off the cliff and pick them up!"

Marcus put his hand to his ear and listened.

The audience laughed, and Rhodes wanted to complain why there was a cold joke segment.

The joke was also strange. Which country's warm-up style was this?

"I am the host, Sand Wizard Marcus!" Marcus waved his hand, and a pile of sand appeared out of thin air, writing his name in the air.

"Then without further ado, I declare that the Fairy Tail Miss Selection Contest is now starting!"

The audience's enthusiasm was mobilized by his passionate voice, and applause and cheers rang out.

"Please welcome contestant No. 1, the beauty of strength and wildness, the ghost princess, Miki Chikintag!"

Wearing a tiger-print long skirt and a double-horn ornament on her head, Miki walked out from behind the scenes and stepped onto the stage, drawing cheers.

Miki's type is obviously a favorite of many people.

Makao stared at Miki's beautiful legs exposed from the hem of her skirt and poked Wakaba: "What do you think? I said the side of the stage is the best position, right?"

Wakaba stared at her intently and couldn't help but say: "Ah, you won this time."