Tiara explained how the combat system was to me. Tiara explained that the two teams would fight each other openly, 5 vs 5, and there were boundary areas that had been installed in several places. They will fight until one of the teams loses. There are 3 rounds in the fight and each one continues to fight in the same place, the Abyss of Hell. The Death System, which cannot play for 24 hours, is deleted and will be able to revive itself within the specified time.
After the first round is over, they are given 30 minutes to rest or strategize for the second round later. In this tournament, each round won will get 1 point. In other words, for example, the first round is won by the Bengawan Club, the club will get 1 point, while the Meralco Club will get nothing, and vice versa.
If the final score is Club Bengawan 2-1 Club Meralco, Club Meralco will only get 1 point, while Club Bengawan gets 2 points. And if the Club is won all rounds by Club Bengawan, then the club will get 3 points. Each of these clubs has won yesterday and both have 3 points.
So, who will win next? You predict yourself!
After the advertisement was over, the male host was standing at a place behind which was a billboard.
"Yes, this time I want to bring a quiz with money prizes to the audience at home. So, please call the number below!"
After a few seconds passed, the male host was seen clutching his ear which contained a small headset.
"Yes, Miranda. How, has someone called?"
"Yes, I have, Coki. This time the caller seems to come from Indonesia, with the initials: You Bastard."
"Okay, Miranda. Connect immediately!"
"Okay, Coki. I connected it. Please!"
"Hello, Mr. You Bastard."
"Ah, hello. Who is this? How come the sound is different from the previous one."
"I am Coki, host of the AEOAC Tournament. Is there no television in your house?"
"Oh, the presenter, yes, the one who often brings up advertisements over and over again."
"Hehehe."
"My TV set is broken right now, so I'm using the radio right now. So, can you please not tease my television?! You just pissed me off."
"Oh, okay. Okay then, I'll read you the questions that you have to answer."
"Hah? Question? No, no, no. I don't want to answer anything."
"So what are you calling for?"
"I want to say something to all of you who were there. Can you raise the voice of this call?!"
"What-"
"Hurry up, you bastard!"
"O-Okay."
The male emcee looked panicked and obeyed his words.
"O-OK, I have gone into speaker mode. Please, what do you want to say?!"
"Ah, okay. I predict… the Bengawan Club will lose! Done!"
TUT! TUT! TUT! The person switches off the phone and the male host looks like a statue in a moment. And because of his words, the audience got excited.
"O-Oh..."
"Who was that person just now?" asked the first audience.
"He seems to be looking to die. Did he think it was such a good time? Very nice person," said the second audience.
"He doesn't respect the representatives of his own country? Shameless," said the third audience.
I can hear the excited voice from the audience in the studio on this television. I saw Tiara, and she looked surprised and raised her eyebrows. Was Tiara angry after hearing what he said? I don't know.
"That person… why badmouth Kahfi and Helena? Doesn't he know, those two people's strength is really good?" Tiara seemed to be talking to herself while holding the television remote in her hand. And at that moment, I lifted the glass containing coffee from the table in front of me and drank it.
"Ah, delicious."
Tiara turned to the right, where I was, saying, "Do you know, who called that?"
"Hmm." I shook my head and put the glass back on the table. Then, I saw Tiara's eyes and said, "I don't know. But if you look at it from the voice, maybe I know."
"Who?"
"Only crazy and stupid people. So better, you don't take care of it."
"Never mind then."
I don't know whether the people backstage could hear it or not. If they hear about it, I'm sure, some of the Bengawan Club members will mentally step down. After all, who wouldn't be surprised at what he said? That person was from the same country, but he didn't even support it. Only fools do that. Yeah, people fools. Foolish Rifai!
"S-So, we'll be waiting for the second caller. Miranda, is it already connected to the second caller?"
While the male host was talking, I turned to Tiara and said, "Well, how do you call that?"
"You just need to call the number below that."
"Is that so..." I took out my smartphone and tapped the call button listed below.
"What do you want to do?"
I ignored Tiara's words and put my smartphone to my ear.
"Hello."
"Hello, who is this with?"
The one who answered was a female host.
"I am... Light69."
"We are already connected to the second caller, Coki, with the initials: Light69."
"Okay, please contact me, Miranda."
"Okay, Coki. I've connected."
"Hello, Mr. Light69."
This time, the voice was that of a male host. I am not a fool who would ask why his voice could change. So, I won't do that.
"Hello, Coki. Can I have your autograph?"
"What are you doing, huh?!" asked Tiara.
"O-Of course you can. But, it's better later."
"Okay."
"So, I'll-"
"No need for that! I'm not on the phone to answer the quiz. I'm calling just to talk. So, can you harden the phone?!"
"No, it can't."
"It's okay, I'm not that idiot. So, turn up the speakers!"
"O-Okay, if you force it. Okay, it's into speaker mode."
"Uh-em. I'm not here to predict matches, so don't be afraid of that. Coki, can the people backstage hear my voice?"
"Yes."
"OK good. Umm… For Helena and Kahfi, don't you listen to what that fool said. Keep doing your best in the match later. Use your abilities that you are proud of, and don't give up if you lose. Always remember, above the clouds, there are other clouds. Gambatte! Done."
TUT! TUT! TUT! I hang up the call.
"Somehow, today, this quiz is meaningless to them!" said the male host. "O-Okay, that's the second phone call. Since the match will start soon, so we have to look at the following messages!"
ADVERTISING BEGINS!
"I did it... I did it again," I said, languidly.
"You're so cool, Sensei — I mean, Daylon," said Tiara with teary eyes looking at me. "You support them."
"No, I only support Kahfi and Helena. After all, the Bengawan Club will lose this match."
"Is that so… eh? Lose? What do you mean?"
"Well, that's just a prediction, just like the guy who called just now. So, I followed that prediction."
"Is that so..."
There is one thing that is certain with the Indonesian people, namely hoping that their representatives will win. Yeah, that's how people warmly welcomed this game. And that is, they will be disappointed if someone badmouths them, and they will get angry with that person.