After the individual competition, Jarl personally presented the prize money to the winning swordsman "Gels Freel" and asked him if he would like to stay on the Nest Rules, and Jarl was willing to hire him at a large price.

But it's a pity, just like the urine of those heroes in martial arts novels, he said that he had no intention of joining the ranks just to have a fun or something. And he doesn't treat money like dung like those heroes, he found a cart and pushed a sack of silver and left, very chic.

Byron was going to pay the swordsman a visit, and while it was unlikely that he would be recruited, it would not be wrong to make a good impression.

Now, of course, he has to focus on the game.

The team competition had to wait until the next day, so Byron figured out the inn where the swordsman was staying, and when he returned with the silver coins, several nobles had already come to the door and asked about this and that.

Byron did not go over and left relatively quietly.

"Maybe it's a good idea to visit him when he's free, or bring a gift to show your sincerity. Fatis and Alleyne had fought against him, and he had to take the two of them with him, and he should be able to save face, at least not to invite them away. ”

Byron pondered for a moment, returned to the hotel, and carefully considered the candidates.

Although Fatis and Aren did not win the championship, they also attended a banquet for the contestants with the other finalists, and offered a small monetary reward, with Alleyn receiving 200 and Fatis receiving 100.

They've got a name for themselves and they haven't been injured in the game, so it's natural to have them in tomorrow's game.

There was also Bandak, as well as two Vecchian riders, and three hired riders, who were currently the most combat-ready soldiers in Byron's ranks. But even so, plus himself, there is still only one person in the team competition.

After thinking about it, Byron decided to ask Jamila's opinion, although she was mainly responsible for logistics in the team, but Byron couldn't beat her, and the level was about the same as the light infantry.

And the reason why he looked for Jamila, instead of looking for another soldier, was a little idea of Byron's own, the female warrior was more noticeable, and it also helped Jamila in her personal promotion.

Speaking of which, Fatis and Ellen already have some silver coins in their hands now, and if they want to break away from Byron and go it alone, they also have the most basic capital. The reason why they still follow Byron is naturally the result of Byron getting closer to the two of them, making them see themselves as part of the team. Of course, it also has to do with themselves, Fatis has now decided that he will always follow Byron in the future, and Ellen because in Byron's team, he can find a feeling that he can't find at home, and Jamila also makes him reluctant to leave.

After Fatis and Alleyne returned, Byron summoned a few of his teammates to discuss tomorrow's game, but Alleyne seemed a little unhappy because he didn't want Jamila to play.

"The arena is not a good place for a woman, what if she gets hurt? Team matches in the Nord Kingdom kill several people every year. ”

But as soon as Aryne finished speaking, Jamila uncharacteristically retorted to him.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Ellene, but I don't feel like a vase. The continent of Calradia has seen many outstanding female warriors, and some of them have even become queens. I don't think women have to be in the kitchen and bedroom, maybe we're not fit to be on the battlefield, but you can't take away our right to fight. ”

Jamila's words are reasonable, and her temperament is excellent, and many men will be ashamed of themselves when they hear it.

Alleyne was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly bowed to Jamila very apologetically.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, Miss Jamila."

"It's all right, sir."

Between the two answers, the problem was solved.

That evening, Byron invited the two to have a drink and talk about today's game.

Fatis was a little restrained, talking mainly about his own shortcomings. Ellen praised Fatis for his swordsmanship and showed off his achievements a little.

Of course, when it comes to "Jels Freel", they almost unanimously praise each other's superb swordsmanship.

Fatis looked a little excited, as if he were talking about an idol, and he said that none of the Swadia swordsmanship masters he knew were any match for this swordsman, and that it was a blessing to be able to fight such a master.

Alleyne also admits that the three of them together can't beat this swordsman he's never heard of, but he seems confident that he can reach that level one day. He thinks he's still young, and he doesn't know what he'll be like in a dozen years. This is Alleyne, who can have confidence in himself at all times.

After two drinks, Alleyne and Fatis both nodded their heads, not to blame for the amount of alcohol they had, they had already drunk a lot at the banquet before, and the wine Byron wanted was a good wine without water.

Ellene, in particular, was overconfident in the amount of wine she had, in fact she had only drunk two glasses of red wine and couldn't control her tongue.

"Jamila is really a good girl and I like her. If she had been a noble lady and not the daughter of a merchant, I would have proposed to her. She's like a rose, beautiful but thorny, I like it, I really like it..."

His face was flushed and his eyes were wandering, and Byron knew he was drunk.

"What about the aristocracy? If you don't fight for it now, sooner or later you will regret it, and then you will find that this identity is of no use to you at all. ”

Fatis leaned back in his chair, glass in hand.

He was much more awake now than Alleyne, with a deep countenance that seemed to be thinking about something.

"Thanks for the reminder, Fatis."

Alleyne opened his red glasses, smiled, and drank the last glass of the night.

Byron also felt a little drunk, he had been on the continent of Calradia for a few months, but he was still very drunk.

Byron felt really comfortable being able to open up to his friends and say something, even if it was just a little bit.

The more realistic the game, the harder it is to play, the happier it is to win, and the more satisfying it is to have achievements.

Byron slept comfortably in his hotel bed until he was woken up the next morning by a knock at the door by Fatis.

"Good morning, sir, it's time for us to go."

Fatis entered the house and said to Byron, who had just gotten out of bed.

"I'll be fine right away. By the way, how is Alleyne? He had a lot to drink last night. ”

"No problem, sir, though he was drunk yesterday, he sobered up quickly. He got up earlier than me in the morning and was in good spirits. ”

"That's good, let's do a big job today, let's take the championship prize money and let the whole nest cheer our names!"

"I hope so, sir."

"yes, I hope so."