Fairy Tail: I don't want to be the president

Chapter 103 The Beauty Contest Officially Begins

October 10th is the day when the Magnolia Harvest Festival is 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 had also arrived.

Some people even came from farther away, attracted by the reputation of the Magic Parade.

The vendors on the street were hawking their wares as hard as they could, and Goodman was one of them.

Every few steps on the roadside, there were people playing musical instruments, singing poems, and people dressed as clowns performing acrobatics.

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

The stalls selling snacks are even more popular, and the famous snack street is filled with aroma.

Natsu, a guy who can hardly walk steadily, dragged Happy to eat a lot early in the morning despite the aftereffects of eating a landmine.

Judging from his appetite, he would probably have to go back 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 that interested them to play.

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

The first major event of the day, the 'Fairy Tail Miss Selection', was held at the guild.

Marcus was the first one to arrive in the morning and is still very excited.

Even people he could chat with normally, like Nabu, Bijida and Arzak, were dragged into doing hard labor.

Arzak seemed a little reluctant, as he had originally 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 planning for several months but had not been able to muster up the courage to invite Bisca to join a mission, let alone go shopping.

Then Marcus said: "Bisca will also participate in the competition. If the arrangements cannot be completed in time... you really don't want to help?"

Arzak came to his senses. Yes, the game couldn't go on as scheduled and Bisca would be disappointed.

Poor Arzak, not only did he make no progress, but he was also being held firmly under Marcus's control.

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

Tables and chairs will also be temporarily moved away, and the entire pub will be used as the venue.

This area is obviously not enough to accommodate all the people coming to watch the game.

Therefore, three magic crystals for monitoring were placed in front and on the sides of the stage.

The live footage will then be connected to the area near the Carthage Cathedral in the city center.

Friends who were unable to attend the event can go there to watch the live broadcast.

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

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

After getting the ballot, Rhodes wrote his name without hesitation.

Lucky patted him on the shoulder. "Hey, the game hasn't started yet. You're being too biased."

Rhodes folded up 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 the case. 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." Lucky glanced at Mira who was smiling not far away. Damn, it seemed like she had accidentally helped him again. "Humph." Rhode didn't bother with her.

Anyway, he is better than that kid Alzak.

Although it is a bit difficult, at least we are trying our best and the progress is encouraging.

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

Mira was probably the calmest one among them. She was helping with the work one second, and clapped her hands the next: "The game is about to start. I leave it to you."

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

The turn just now was quite cool.

Maybe it’s because confident girls always look radiant?
……

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

Experienced veterans like Macao 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 and the response was average, they would help out to show support.

Natsu was squatting in a corner, holding a bunch of snacks and eating listlessly. He was still in a bad condition.

Gray was dressed properly today, with his hands in his pockets, standing next to Natsu: "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 he felt very uncomfortable, but he kept eating.

This idiot, Gray slapped his forehead: "What a difficult guy."

The noisy discussions in the audience suddenly quieted down, and Marcus came on stage with a microphone.

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

Marcus tested the sound professionally, then said:
"Dear citizens of Magnolia, and everyone in the surrounding towns and villages, welcome to Fairy Tail!"

The audience applauded respectfully.

“I heard that some people traveled over mountains and hills to get here for this game, and in order to arrive on time, they didn’t even have time to pick up their shoes when they fell off a cliff.

After the game is over, remember to jump off the cliff and pick it up again!"

Marcus put his hand to his ear as if listening.

The audience burst into laughter, and Rod wanted to complain about why there was a joke segment.

The jokes are also weird. Which country's warm-up style is this?

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

"Well, without further ado, I declare that the Miss Fairy Tail Selection Contest begins now!"

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

"Please welcome contestant number 1, the beauty of strength and wildness, the ghost princess, Miki Chikintag!"

Mi Ji, wearing a tiger-print dress and a double-horn ornament on her head, walked out from behind the scenes and onto the stage, causing cheers.

Mi Ji's type is obviously a favorite of many people.

Makao stared at Miki's beautiful legs sticking out from her skirt and poked Wakaba: "What do you think? I told you the side of the stage would be the best spot, right?"

Wakaba stared at him intently and couldn't help but say, "Ah, you win this time."

(End of this chapter)