บท 404: Chapter-404

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's the moment we've all been waiting for. We are about to perform the final sacred ritual to commence this Academic Exchange Event: 'The Blowing Of The Holy Trumpet,'" the commentator, Sam, announced.

"It's your turn. Don't mess it up, okay?" Fiona said as she looked at Anon. However, she noticed that Anon was continuously staring at the sky with his sunglasses on.

"Oi, are you sleeping?" Fiona asked, touching Anon's cheek with her finger.

"Hmm...? What happened? Is it my turn already?" Anon woke up and looked around in confusion.

"Calm down, Mr. Jule. It's not your fault; you are a man, after all," the Queen reassured as she turned her attention back to the commentator.

'What does she mean by that? I will not tolerate such disrespect,' Anon thought as he glanced at Fiona.

'Master, it's your time to blow the trumpet,' Jessica's voice echoed in Anon's mind.

'What trumpet?' Anon asked with a puzzled expression.