The news that the Scarlet Keep was going to host a boxing tournament quickly spread through the communication network composed of the Calculation Orbs that Murphy was currently building in the ruling network, far away in the ancestral woodland of Sicoling, and the little Earl of Sharon, who had been living here for the last few days, immediately became excited when he saw the notice sent by the administration.

Her age is the time when she likes to be lively, although she is much more stable than her peers because of her experience, but when she sees that such a fanfare event is about to be held, the idea of wanting to join in the fun is still irrepressible.

This mega-event also seems to represent the end of the chaotic era in Translasia, and Murphy's realm is moving towards some kind of emerging order.

The Little Count himself is a member of this evolving order.

But Sharon was a manager after all, and she soon realized that this definitely lively event had a second meaning to her.

"The mountain people of the Ancestral Woodlands have just joined the system of Translasia, and at this moment when they need to work together to overcome difficulties, it is no longer good to maintain the closed attitude that was conducive to the outside of the system.

So, this is actually the opportunity that Governor Murphy has specially created for the mountain people at this moment, well, absolutely!

This is a good opportunity to spread the word about the hill people to other races, and I cannot afford to waste the kindness of His Excellency the Governor. ”

Outside the wooden house at the top of the ancestral forest, Xiao Sharon looked out at the foggy woodland in the early morning, flapping her wings to let herself hang in the air, and as she surveyed the depths of the woodland, she thought in her heart:

"So this time, I'm going to pick some mountain warriors to join me in the Scarlet Keep, so that we can also be part of Transasia, and second, to let those otherworldly warriors see the power of the mountain people and attract them to the ancestral woodlands.

With their enthusiasm for helping, my people would definitely have a much better time in the woodlands. ”

Sharon felt more and more that she had a great idea.

She soon flew to the area where the Valand Knight was, and after becoming a Knight of the Grail in an ancient ritual, the increasingly powerful guardian of the mountain forest lived alone for the two days by the spring of the ancestral woodland, guarding the chalice of the forest that had been sent back.

"Valander! I have a great idea. ”

Sharon folded her wings and let herself land on the rock beside the spring, and Valland, who had been meditating cross-legged by the Holy Grail for the night, opened her eyes at the call.

Unlike his gray pupils, Valander's eyes were now gray-green, a sign that the forces of nature were converging within him.

"Say, I'll listen."

Valand gave a rather kind smile, startling little Sharon. This kind of calm smile had not been seen on the Vulture Knight before, this rude and powerful mountain knight had always been a fierce and violent character.

This made the little count wonder if the strange Holy Grail had made his own knight of the guard stupid?

Other rituals give power at most, how can this thing change its personality?

Valander's son is about to be born, hey!

If this really makes a great change in her life, she realizes it, and she takes refuge in Buddhism, what will Sunny do in the future?

The vulture knight seemed to sense the surprise in Sharon's heart, and he waved his hand and explained:

"I'm fine, I'm still who I was, it's just that the ideas that the Spirit of the Trees passed on to me through the Holy Grail take time to digest. More and more, I feel that our disagreement with the church of Avalon is wrong, that we are of the same origin, and that it may be the will of Mother Forest, that they have fallen to Translasia and rebuild the church.

Ancient beliefs will eventually converge. ”

"Hey, it's okay if you don't explain, the more you explain, the more scary it gets!"

Sharon screamed.

She couldn't help but glance at the Wood Grail beside Valander, and said in her heart that this thing really had some kind of "demonic nature", and this strange power made Valand almost become another person.

But according to Lord Kudel, who is also a Knight of the Holy Grail, these are all normal steps.

The blessing of the Holy Grail will bring him more thoughts about power and the world, and he only needs to go through this "growth period", and after the power is combined, the Vulture Knight will return to his original life posture.

The little earl first suppressed the worry in his heart and told Valand his thoughts, and the vulture knight nodded without much hesitation:

"It's a great opportunity to spread the word about the mountain people, and we do need to draw the attention of the warriors of Transencia to Sico, Sharon, and you can't forget what lies beneath the ruins of Sico.

We can ignore them now, but we must find a way to deal with them before the Plague arrives.

Those warriors from the Otherworld have great talent and courage, and whatever we are going to do with the ruins of Sico, we must have their help!

This game is a great way to get it, but I'm sure you've been in contact with them before in the Crimson Keep and know some of their unsettling traits. ”

The vulture knight rubbed his brow, and said:

"They're realistic, and it's hard to get them to serve our cause willingly until they see the benefits, so if we want to attract the Warriors to the Ancestral Glades, then we have to come up with something that will make them happy.

However, the life of the mountain people is close to nature and tradition, and we don't have enough resources to give them on a daily basis. ”

"Actually, there is!"

The Countl of Sharon had considered this on her way here, and she would have hung in the air and pointed in the direction of the north and said to Valand:

"We can use our contact with the Western Saharians in the Frozen Bay region to sell some special goods from the Frozen Bay in the Ancestral Woodland to those warriors.

Although the barbarian tribes of Ice Bay are poorer than us, there are really a lot of good things on their side.

The cold iron excavated from beneath the ice, the storm pearls found in the frozen seas, the rare materials found on the sea monsters they hunted at sea, and even some of the skill codex of the berserker class unique to the barbarians.

I know what Murphy's warriors want, and we can stock it up.

Oh yes!

There are also cramponal bears that the barbarians will tame as war beasts and mounts, and they like exaggerated things, so they will naturally love the fluffy white beasts that only exist around the frozen sea.

There are hunters among them.

I've heard a few warriors who often come to my stall to buy bullets complain that they want to tame the beasts of war, but Transncia has nothing but the gnolls.

We can also bring back some Ice Bear and Frost Wolf cubs, which are our unique 'resources'! Deep in our forests are the nests of vultures, giant owls, and thunder eagles, hidden places that only mountain dwellers can find.

Not to mention the various alchemy materials produced in the ancestral woodland, before the ten-year war, the psionics of the Chain Tower had to come to procure.

Valander, the Ancestral Woodlands are much richer than we think, and these resources are enough to hire the warriors to stay here for a long time and be good assistants to the mountain people in clearing the woodlands.

This tournament is the best opportunity to bring some resources over and open their eyes.

Also, I want you, the Guardian who is now respected by all the tribes, to pick some great young men from the big tribes to compete, and if you can, keep them in the service of Governor Murphy for a long time.

Although Murphy says that he does not want to interfere with the traditions of the mountain people, we as the ruled should also show some obedient qualities. ”

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

Valand stood up and tossed the Woodwood Chalice into the mountain spring in front of him as Sharon watched in amazement, and the wooden Grail sank into the depths of the clear spring almost immediately.

Seeing Sharon's curious gaze, the Vulture Knight explained as he put on his special wood-armed armor:

"This is a trait common to all Holy Grails, they only appear in front of those eligible candidates in certain situations and give them the power of the Holy Grail, there is no need to worry about losing it, as long as the Ancestral Mountain Forest is still there, the Forest Grail will always remain here.

It will wait patiently in this pure mountain spring for the birth of the next Knight of the Grail. ”

"I've always had a question."

Sharon flapped her wings and followed beside the vulture knight, who was more than 3 meters tall like a giant, and she asked in a low voice:

"The Wood Grail was recovered from my ancestor's tomb, doesn't that mean that my ancestor was not only a berserker, but also a grail knight? But weren't there hostilities between Vam and Avalon?

Why was he favored by two gods at the same time?

There is no mention of this in the account of the first Count Sico. ”

"The first Black Plague was the first time that the forestlanders had left their homeland, and your ancestors had died on our land with the Holy Grail. Perhaps it was because of the suddenness of the incident that he didn't have time to tell his descendants about the mystery of the Holy Grail. ”

Still in the midst of the "myth" of the power of the Holy Grail, the Knight of Valand whispered:

"No one knows what happened at that time, but that doesn't change the great deeds that His Excellency Sikomel has done, and the loyalty of the mountain people to Sikomel has been from that time and continues to this day.

Sharron, don't be cranky.

Your ancestor was never a thief who wanted to monopolize power, he was a child of the mountains and forests, just like you. ”

"I know you're complimenting me, but the tone of your voice is really weird, can you hurry up and turn back to the rude Valland you used to be? I don't even dare tell Sunny about your situation, she's going to be worried. ”

"I don't want to, but the power of the Holy Grail has changed me, Kudell is right, the Holy Grail once carried great things, and that is not a force that mortals can fight against. I need an opportunity now to regain my former self from the reinvention of the Holy Grail, rather than becoming a slave to the Holy Grail.

It's so hard."

——

While Ancestral Woodland got the news about the tournament and began to prepare for it, Maxim in Batassin City received the same reminder.

He immediately understood that this was Master Murphy who had put his previous arrangements for the captives on the agenda.

So Maxim no longer hesitated, he almost immediately launched a "selection" in the temporary barracks outside the city of Batasin, he could not bring all the Northern criminals to the Crimson Keep.

Fortunately, the civil servants of the administrative department had already made the selection model clear to the prisoners, and after realizing that the Translancians were not joking, but would really rely on personal force and expertise to give status and identity rewards, and give them a chance to quickly get ahead by leaving the criminal career, the criminals of the North also became excited.

Most of them have no interest in "being human again".

But if even half of the promises of these vampires can be fulfilled, it means that they can change their innocent identities and resume their old jobs in the "hot land" of Transnsia, and even get the "start-up capital" given by those vampires.

Maxim made it clear.

Any fighter who makes it to the second round will receive 100 gold, and the third round will be raised to 500 gold, and if they make it to the final, they will even be given the title deed and the ability to form a guild in the Crimson Keep.

Some daring fellows have asked if they can form a smuggler or a black market guild, to which Maxim has been quite clear.

As long as they can go that far and withstand the suppression of the Blood Rat Gang, and are willing to obey the basic rules of the administration, then the vast territory in the sewers of the Crimson Keep will naturally have their share.

As one of the optional camps left by the "development team" for young players, Murphy does not prohibit the presence of smugglers in his territory, and there must be room for the gray area in Transnesia, provided that these guys are really capable and have a clear understanding of the "big right and wrong" issues.

After receiving a confirmed answer, the prisoners, who had almost the slightest pursuit, began to form gangs and gear up.

As the Nords who grew up in the bitter cold land of the Great Wilderness, these northern Yankees have been reproduced from generation to generation in a harsh and uninhabitable environment, so that they have a stronger physique and a more savage fighting spirit than the Sealand and Kate, and the Earl of White Mountain has complained before that the gladiatorial arena is quite common in Nordutov.

Although the situation is different from that of Translasia, the people are just as fierce and like to fight.

Not to mention that these guys are all "heroes of the rivers and lakes" screened by the Northern Yankees from the rebels, ruffians and criminals from all over the country, almost everyone has a good body, and they have not been afraid of anyone in terms of being brave and ruthless.

But when Maxim and these guys first met, he had felt a unique aura, and among these scum there were a few guys who were really capable.

And in the current vigorous situation of this boxer selection, those hidden "masters" also began to conduct private activities.

In a shadowy area at the edge of the barracks, a couple of hooded men were huddled together and whispered.

They were all tall, male and female, but what they had in common was that they were all reticent and had distinctive tattoos occasionally sticking out from under their hoods.

It's not the kind of tattoos that the thugs use to show their ferocity, the emblems are often sketchy but have a unique beauty, if you have to say, they are somewhat similar to the stamps on their skin by the psionics of the Tower of the Ring, but they have a lot of religious ritual flavors.

It's not a small hidden team.

Because there are still some little brothers around them who are cruising around them to help them watch the wind, but those guys and these five people are obviously not the same number, maybe more similar to attachment and following?

"Turner! Are you ready? ”

The leader of the five said in a deep voice to those who were surrounded in the middle:

"We have been guided to see for my God the changes and waves that are advancing beneath the appearance of this Transansia, and my God's eyes have fallen on this place of suffering. The Black Plague is a disaster, but there is also an opportunity!

But I know that you are not only here to spread the faith of our God, although you are walking with us.

You have your own mission and vows.

If my God has told you that what you seek is in Transasia, then we will bless you well on your journey, my brother. ”

"Thank you, Master Yuri."

The man named "Turner" thumped his fist hard in the chest, and the chill wrapped around his fingers was not illusory, but more like the embodiment of some kind of skill and strength that had been tried and tested.

He said in a tone of exhaustion and tenacity:

"After I have fulfilled the vows which I must fulfill in this world, I will return to you with great zeal, to our monastery, and to dedicate my life to the Scriptures of my God."

"This is the right way, and it should be."

The middle-aged man at the head nodded, but he still reminded:

"Turner, you are the one who bears the vows, you are the one who keeps the oath, you are the one who is favored by the god of the north wind, and you must remember that this battle is only for the fulfillment of the oath. We are not here to educate the Transancians to follow the teachings of the god of the north wind, much less to stir up strife.

The land has its own destiny.

Don't indulge in the myth of being brave and ruthless, and don't be reckless and break the vows for the sake of a moment of bloody bravery.

Always keep it in mind!

Unlike those who have fallen into the demonic obstacle of killing monks, we ascetics never bully others, let alone use their strength to do so. ”

"Thanks for the reminder, Master."

The warrior monk named Turner humbly whispered:

"I will use my strength to good use, and I am grateful to my brothers and sisters for accompanying me here. May all beings listen to the teachings of the God of the North Wind, and may all beings be full of courage to face all the demons. ”

(End of chapter)