The Party & The After Party [3]

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Suddenly, the lights died out and the conductor's voice echoed loudly in the hall, catching everyone's attention.

Amon's and the group's heads turned to the stage where they saw a middle aged man standing with a bright smile on his face.

His blonde hair were neatly combed to the side, and he was wearing a tight formal suit.

"Greetings everyone! May I have your attention for a moment?" He asked, his voice echoing in the hall despite him having no microphone.

Amon's eyes squinted as he realized the reason.

'Sound magic.'

It was obvious. Though it required quite a bit of mana to maintain and a lot of control, Amon could also do it somewhat.

Everyone remained silent at his words as the hall came to a quiet.

Taking it as an affirmation, the man nodded with his smile still plastered on his face.