Chapter 220
"This looks like fun to watch," I said, handing back the flyer. "Good luck finding the last one," I added, about to turn back to my seat. But suddenly, they both knelt in front of me.
I stared, eyebrows raised. "What are you two doing?" I asked, a bit confused. "Stand up! It looks like I’m bullying the two of you," I added, noticing some passersby glancing our way.
The coordinator looked up at me with earnest eyes. "Please, join the race."
I shook my head. "Sorry, not interested," I said, sidestepping around them and heading back to my spot.
"The reward is one hundred thousand Glacium if you win first place!" the host boomed. "Please! Just bring your motor—Aack?!" he suddenly stopped mid-sentence, yelping loudly as I appeared instantly in front of him.
"What did you say the reward is again?" I asked, wide-eyed, tilting my head.
"One hundred thousand Glacium?" he repeated, eyes wide with surprise.
It’s been a long time since I last rode my bike. Maybe I should join in. "I’ll participate," I declared confidently.
Almost immediately, their faces lit up with excitement. The coordinator quickly whipped out a waiver. "If you could just sign here, Miss—?"
"Remillia Lockhart," I supplied smoothly.
"I’m Karlos Benzo, coordinator of this event," he said, gesturing toward the other man. "And this is Alex Winston, the host."
Karlos handed me the waiver, and I glanced at the title—"Waiver of Liability." Honestly, I didn’t care much about the details as long as the prize money was in my mind.