I Became the Leader of the Monster Circus Troupe Chapter 96: Test of the Rose Windmill Cabaret (End)

Its over.

Ella tightly closed her eyes.

A deep sense of disappointnt washed over her as the efforts of the past two months seed to have been in vain.

However, simultaneously, a strange sense of relief lingered in a corner of her heart.

She couldnt confidently identify its nature.

But in a fleeting mont, she recalled a play she had seen when she was young.

During the closing remarks on stage, a nobleman suddenly barged in, pushing aside the male lead and shaking hands with the female lead before the audience.

The male lead, who seed the most courageous and splendid man in the world, couldnt respond and was pushed aside. The female lead, who appeared destined for the male lead, submitted to the nobleman.

Later, as she grew older, she learned that such incidents were common in the performance industry.

However, it was a scene that had shocked the young Ella, who saw the world on stage as independent.

At least I didnt lose my place.

She said, being careful not to let her lips curl up.

Didnt your lawyer defend you? she asked.

Wonderstein raised his head in response to her question.

The lawyer did not defend .

What?

Wonderstein smiled as he saw the doubt on Ellas face.

Mr. Bartel didnt tell you everything, it seems. There was no need for a defence.

The golden tomato lottery that took place last night.

The person who scored the highest was none other than Minova, the leader of the Satbeyol Circus.

Cant we use the coins we earned? So we spent most of todays earned coins on purchasing cards.

With his declaration, everyone in the hall was astonished.

Wonderstein remained outwardly calm, but internally, he was equally baffled.

Technically, there was nothing wrong with his statent according to the rules.

They could buy items from each others stalls.

In fact, Minovas daughter, Ruelle, drew a portrait with Womon and bought a massage stick from the Satbyeol side, helping the mbers relax.

Of course, it was permitted with the intention of selling attractive items that even competitors would buy.

Pouring all the earned coins into buying goods and sweeping them away was sothing the organizers couldnt have imagined.

He even revealed that, during the audiences viewing of their performance, his staff collected cards.

People were angry at this absurd situation.

Is this even reasonable?

While we were watching the performance, they pulled off such a trick behind our backs?

Do you have no dignity, you idiot!

In response to peoples complaints, Minova scoffed and shouted.

Who cares if we lose a few coins in the end! Oh, if you have complaints, co forward and tell directly!

In the face of Minovas shaless reply, people were left speechless.

Few dared to confront a man with shoulders wider than 30cm on each side.

Even Lord Dosville, who was confident in his bluffing, bit his tongue and stepped back.

Minova continued to shout a few more tis, puffing up his muscles to dismiss peoples complaints.

While his rude and arrogant way of handling things was entertaining to watch, experiencing it first-hand was intolerable.

There are all kinds of people in this world.

Just as the rumors say. Just as the rumors say.

I heard he was arrogant, and hes still nothing more than a thug!

However, no matter how angry they were, the last word could not be spoken in front of him.

Especially in a situation where his daughter was watching.

Minovas head suddenly turned.

What did you just say?

He lifted the man who had just spoken by the collar.

Ah, the acrobat is attacking people!

Dad, stop it!

Manager, please restrain yourself!

Ruelle and the subordinate mbers rushed in and barely managed to calm him down.

After everyone left, Minova looked at Wonderstein with a sullen expression.

Sorry, it was unavoidable because of the sponsors command. They wanted to have this even if we lose.

The sponsor.

Only then did Wonderstein understand why Minova went to such lengths to get the cocktail.

Why provoke fights among people?

Wonderstein realized that the sudden change in his deanor was an act when he saw Minova scratching his head awkwardly.

Well, the sponsor asked to keep a low profile and not let any gossip spread in his na. Haha, I just played the villain role, taking the beatings instead.

This was sothing he used to do often during his days of surviving by fighting and getting paid in return.

After resolving a situation through a brawl, well-dressed individuals would appear, picking up the spoils as he received money in return.

Dont worry too much. My reputation isnt that great anyway. And this circus troupe is set to disband after the tournant.

He said it, but he didnt seem too pleased. After all, he had embarked on a new life, and repeating similar actions to his past didnt leave him feeling refreshed.

That was the drawback of a planned circus troupe. When selling goods, he had to follow the sponsors instructions, and even now, at a crucial mont in the match, he had to abandon the possibility of victory due to the sponsors greed.

Is it okay to win like this?

Why? Because the sponsor has more power?

Exactly.

Minova burst into laughter.

Hahaha, so if we won because so gambling thugs caused a commotion, would I have felt proud?

Wonderstein fell silent; he hadnt thought of it that way.

You won this match. I vouch for that as your opponent.

He patted Wonderstein on the shoulder.

Oh, then the bet

The bet?

The one we made before the match. Since Minova lost, it ans she acknowledges that our Ella is better than Ruelle, right?

Minovas expression turned fierce at his playful remark.

This guy? Dont make laugh! Hey, take the cocktail! Im demanding a refund!

Even though its a 1-lotties?

With the events unfolding, Anais didnt feel the need to argue about the golden tomato.

With their final earnings reduced to zero, Satbyeol had also spent most of the coins that day to follow the sponsors orders.

In the settlent, victory was confird to the Monster Circus.

Wonderstein took out a gem from his pocket.

It emitted a red light slightly larger than a coin.

Its a star.

Ella accepted the offered gem and observed it closely.

It was shaped like a rose with layers of petals.

There was also a badge clip attached to it, making it wearable.

Ella sat quietly, gently fiddling with the star.

You need to collect seven of these to ascend to the Wonder Stage.

After a mont of silence, she spoke.

In the end, whether here or there, we all ended up being manipulated by the sponsors.

Ella threw the star she held into the air and caught it again.

I understand why others distanced themselves from this free performance. It feels like dancing bears in a money ga played by rchants. The efforts to improve the quality of the performance are neglected.

Neglected?

Like Mayas illusion.

Wonderstein nodded, understanding her words. Maya spent a significant amount of magic power on printing the drawings.

So, in this performance, it was inevitable to simplify the illusion elent significantly.

As she said, the quality of the performance suffered due to external factors.

Free to Play, Pay to Win.

Many gas he enjoyed in real life followed this pattern.

Offering free play, emphasizing limited items and gacha draws to make money, all the while neglecting the actual developnt of the ga.

The the presented at the Rose Windmill Circus inevitably lowered the quality of the performance.

Since the entrance fee was free, no matter how hard they tried in the performance, it wouldnt translate into profits.

There were already signs of this in the second-week match.

Papal Circus, with sincere acrobatics, lost to Mango Troupe, which focused on repetitive and addictive logo songs geared towards product sales.

The image of Bouvalle, who always emphasized the importance of money, ca to mind.

Having managed a cabaret for a long ti, he couldnt have been unaware of such a situation.

Without a doubt, he had intended for this situation from the beginning.

Its not like what Bouvalle said is entirely wrong. Success is important. Our stages, props, equipnt, and labour costs all co from money. But thats not everything.

I agree.

Although the the of the competition forced him to borrow the business practices of ga developers, his true favourite gas were not like that.

He preferred gas like the Tril Trilo series, filled with collection and exploration elents, offering high freedom.

Alright. Weve got the badge now. Shall we research for the next test?

Ella reached for her notes, but Wonderstein blocked her hand.

She glared at him, lips pursed.

Oh, co on. Reading a book is okay.

Its not that

At that mont, her rooms door opened, and soone peeked in.

It was Yurakne.

She glanced at the two, then grinned.

Oh, Director, Ella hasnt changed into her clothes yet?

Were just having a chat. Well be down in a mont.

Wonderstein placed Ellas notes on the table.

We should have a celebration party for passing the test.

Oh, right. Thats true.

Ella hurriedly changed into the clothes she had taken to the tailor for alterations. The dress that had been sent for repairs returned looking as good as new. She changed from her nightwear into a blouse and skirt, wearing the performance costu over it. She also put on a hat.

Naturally, the dove entered her hat like it was her ho, and the mouse perched on her shoulder.

Ella ca out of the room, and Wonderstein extended a piece of jewellery toward her.

This.

Oh, the star?

After a brief pause, Wonderstein smiled and said, Ella, take it.

What?

Ella