Some of the acrobats wore confident smiles, while others wore sour expressions.
The former would likely be members strategically sent out, while the latter would be members sent out due to their lack of skill.
Still, both had to do their best in the audition; the former to secure the circus's priority in selection, and the latter to be selected again somewhere else.
"Silk Circus!"
From the group in the corner of the auditorium, a young woman in a hooded robe emerged.
Although their philosophy was that extraversion was fake, she was an exception. While she wore the hood, it only barely covered her shoulders.
Underneath the cloak, she revealed a slim waist as she rolled a fist-sized crystal bead in her hand, walking towards the group of candidates.
"Hehehe, so the Silk Circus is here too. I remember seeing that lady once…."
As Sven chuckled, Yurakne recalled something she had read in a magazine.
