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Although she'd already discovered them, Emilia didn't have to go through the trouble of preparing the rest of the 'crew' for the incoming wave of 'actors', and it wasn't just because she was confident in her ability to handle them.
With Penny's 'helpers' having placed appropriate equipnt along the way, the manager ended up receiving the details of the 'second team' well in advance, including not only where they would be coming from and their numbers, but also the general direction of their performance.
As the person with the heaviest responsibility on the set, the manager naturally had no ti to pay attention to the 'slackers', and frowned while considering the unrealistic demands of the higher-ups.
Considering how Crystal had been treating the little girl so far, she'd been worrying that little Emi's real talents would never be truly polished, and that she would beco more and more spoiled over ti, but it looked it that wasn't the case at all.
Perhaps the blonde girl wasn't the type to spoil the 'children' she loved, but be even more demanding of their success instead.
It might not sound like a bad thing, but the manager knew very well just how destructive the combination of overly high-expectations and ruthlessly harsh reality was, and how effectively it shattered the hopes and dreams of otherwise talented children.
But knowing was one thing, and preventing it was another. Not to ntion that she couldn't change Crystal's mind, even if she could, the manager didn't feel that she had the guts to try.
After all, Crystal represented not only herself, but also the will of her princess.
What if little Emi was the daughter her princess wanted to adopt, and this was all a test ant to 'polish' her to be more deserving of that position?
In the end, she could only turn to 'little Emi' with a sigh. "Emi! I know you're pretty good at pretending not to be tired during practice, but how long can you hold on while fake fighting at your 'full strength'? Be real with , okay? No jokes!"
Emilia naturally wasn't aware of the manager's 'deep' thoughts, and only contemplated telling her the 'truth' just to see her reaction for a mont before rejecting that thought.
It wouldn't be funny if her 'director' also joined in during the fight to beat her up, right? And she couldn't very well just knock the woman out, or there'd be no one left to lead the staff!
She smiled. "An hour, I think?"
Although the manager thought that little Emi was probably being overly boastful, it was only to be expected. After all, which little girl didn't want to blow her own horn with pride when given the chance?
But since little Emi ntioned she could hold on for an hour, letting her 'fight' for fifteen minutes should definitely not be a problem.
The manager decisively shook off any hesitation out of her mind. 'In that case… I might as well do my best to make it all work!'
Nodding to herself, she patted the little girl on the head, much to the envy of everyone who was itching to do that but desperately resisting the urge. "Then just do as you like when they 'attack' you. You can go wild, really, as long as you don't exhaust yourself."
Obviously, it was impossible for a little girl to really hurt grown n in her eyes. Even if she ended up accidentally hitting a few in the crotch, it was their own fault as far as the manager was concerned.
After all, who told the opposing team to co on such short notice, and not even give any of them the chance to plan out so movents in advance?
Even if Crystal might have had sothing to do with the increased difficulty of little Emi's first shoot, the manager refused to believe that the 'attacking team' didn't make things worse.
'Maybe it's because of , actually. Since I'm not 'qualified enough' in the eyes of many to be receiving this type of treatnt from the White Deer's leaders, I know many people must be jealous of already!'
The more that the manager thought about it like this, the more it made sense, and she couldn't help but be furious.
It had to be said that compared to skill, the coordination between actors was even more important when it ca to making things look good on cara, and this 'impromptu' approach was sure to reduce the quality of her final work by more than a few degrees!
Not to ntion, with limited footage and only one take, there was only so much that could be cut out and used for a final advertisent, and it would be a miracle if they could get a decent ssage out of it in the end.
It was impossible for the manager not to be mad.
If the beautiful relationship between a 'parent' and 'child' was to be ruined because of the petty jealousy of a bunch of idiots, she would definitely smash their heads in with a chair!
Unfortunately, her heated head cooled down almost imdiately when the 'actors' finally turned the corner on the street heading their way. Even if none of them were rushing, the sheer aura of danger and fury that palpated off of their bodies invisibly almost made her breath hitch in fear.
Even the 'well-prepared' staff was montarily stunned by the nacing energy rolling off of the gangsters before they managed to stabilize themselves and focus back on their work.
The spiky bats and knives might look scary, but in the end they were just harmless props, and these people had already been paid by the higher-ups for the shoot.
Just a bunch of 'extras', what was there to be scared of?
Luckily, the gangsters couldn't hear their thoughts, or so of them might have suffered quite an aneurysm from sheer anger.
As it was, they were just slightly surprised at the fact that no one was scared into pissing themselves on the spot upon noticing their arrival, and many even dared to point caras their way, but they soon scoffed in disdain.
Did these idiots think that the Blue Hydra wouldn't dare do anything to them under the threat of the cara? Or did they believe that they could seek justice later even if sothing happened?
Whatever the case might be, their thoughts were just incredibly naïve.
Not to ntion that a recording could be easily destroyed before it ever got anywhere it shouldn't, even if the whole thing was being live stread, there wasn't much that the Blue Hydra needed to fear.
No matter how unreasonable or unpredictable the Empress of Blue Dawn might be, she couldn't possibly charge into Carn with her army just to settle the grievances of a bunch of nobody losers, right?
"You bunch of losers! Since you idiots don't know what's good for you and refuse to pay the price for working here to our Blue Hydra, it's ti to teach you morons a painful lesson!"
With a nod from the boss, the gang quickly started splitting into three groups, not wanting to allow anyone to escape in the chaos that was sure to follow after their first strike, but Emilia naturally had no intention of allowing them such an opportunity.
If the gang really split up and started attacking multiple people at the sa ti, it would definitely make her task multiple tis more difficult!
Not to ntion the overly confident gangsters, even the 'eight super weapons' and the leader himself only saw a blur of crimson, followed by a muffled bang.
Blue Hydra's leader found it a little strange that suddenly all he could see was the wide blue sky, and it was only when he felt the tangy, tallic taste of blood rapidly filling his mouth that he realized that sothing must have hit him. "Y-You cowards, h-how dare you sneak attack ?!"
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