Directly opposite the entrance to the arena, there is a specially made raised platform on the higher part of the auditorium and the private rooms, which is a special seat to show the royal authority, and the king of the Far North "Khiva", Hax Lilbourne, is standing on the edge of this high platform and looking down.

King Lilbourne's red hair was combed back and his hard-lined face made him look more formidable, and like most Khivas, King Lilbourne had a burly body full of strength and a fiery temperament that was not lost to the cold. But at this time, looking at the noisy arena under the high platform, King Lilburne did not feel any waves in his heart, as if he could not feel the enthusiasm of his people at all.

Reinhardt stood behind King Lilbourne with his head bowed, and the frivolous general's face buried in the shadows was a rare seriousness...... No, or it would be more appropriate to say heavy.

King Lilbourne turned, his gaze casually brushing over Reinhardt, and finally fixed on the guests of the nations seated behind Lear himself.

"If you don't have any opinions, let's start in earnest, the Great Martial Arts Festival. ”

These guests were the representatives sent from various countries to participate in the festival, and they were all high-ranking ministers or prominent nobles in their own countries, and there were even princesses and princes.

"Of course, it's up to you, King Lilbourne. ”

The one who spoke was the prince from the central power of the continent "Heberis", whose status was high and powerful, and he had a lot of say in the guests.

King Lilburne nodded silently, then turned back to face the arena, his thumb pressed the ring on his middle finger, and activated the magic engraved on it.

"In the name of Hax Lilbourne, I announce that the Great Martial Arts Festival has officially begun!"

King Lilbourne's voice was loud and deafening with the amplification of magic, echoing like thunder over the arena. The noisy crowd was silent for a few seconds, followed by even louder cheers.

In this way, the grand event of the human nation, the Great Martial Arts Festival, began.

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The crowd's cheers can be used as sonic weapons beyond a certain limit, as Lucia's slightly swollen head and whining eardrums testify.

"It's so noisy, magic is so convenient, can't you set up a soundproof magic or something. ”

Lucia rubbed her temples, soothing the extra damage from the cheers.

"It can't be. Khiva was already short of magicians, how could he send a magician to do such an inconsequential chore. ”

Sophia immediately said no.

"Besides, if you block out the sound, you won't be able to hear the outside sound? ”

Lucia made up the silent movie-style game in her head, and the picture was so hard to look at.

"There's no magic to selectively block out noise?"

"How can there be such intelligent magic? ”

Sophia looked at Lucia funny, even if she emphasized that she was already an adult, but this naïve and somewhat willful way of thinking, no matter how you look at it, she is still just a child.

Lucia didn't expect her words to make Sophia think, she just said the content of the web novel on Earth, and the content of the novel proved to be unreliable.

"Just put up with the noise or something, and you see the game begins. ”

While Sophia was talking, both sides stepped into the arena in the center of the arena, a tall lanky man with a dagger on one side and a smiling butler on the other.

"Ah, that's not Einstein!"

Lucia was pleasantly surprised, she didn't expect the first game to be her own person, and she excitedly waved her hands at Einstein on the field to support.

"Come on, Einstein!"

Sophia was not in such a good mood, she didn't have a good impression of the treacherous butler, and she didn't pour oil because of her upbringing as a princess.

"Don't bother, it's so loud and far away, your butler can't hear it. ”

Sophia hadn't been on the ring before, so of course it was impossible to know, she just didn't want to see Lucia cheering for the treacherous butler.

"Not a steward, but a deacon. ”

Lucia stopped refueling and looked at Sophia seriously, correcting word by word.

It seems that he said something like that. Sophia was still a little impressed, and the reason for not calling the butler a deacon seemed to sound cooler. Although Sophia didn't understand what was cool about "Deacon" at all, it didn't matter, and it wasn't a big deal to follow Lucia.

"Okay, yes, it's Deacon, I remember. ”

Anyway, just don't cheer that treacherous butler on again.

"Dividing Line"

Einstein stood face to face with his opponent on the field, seemingly observing his opponent, but in fact his attention was all on his master. Einstein didn't know if humans could distinguish the sound of a particular object at such a distance and in a noisy environment, but he said that his world had only the voice of the owner. Putting aside the usual mother-love complex, since Einstein has such good hearing, the conversation between Lucia and Sophia is of course included in his ears word for word.

The matter of teaching Sophia, who couldn't keep her mouth shut, was postponed, and the top priority was the master's needs, as a deacon who could give his life to his master, Einstein would not be as arbitrary as those mortals, and treat his master's support as an ordinary response.

When the host says 'come on', it means that he wants to see a good showdown. This demand seems simple, it seems that it is only necessary to 'refuel' according to the owner's words, but this is only a superficial cover-up, because with Einstein's physical fitness, even if humans have a large army, they will not have a chance of winning. To put it bluntly, Einstein was too strong. Too strong is a good thing in normal times, but at the moment it has become a disadvantageous element that is contrary to the needs of the owner.

Of course, Einstein would not complain that this body and the power contained in it were all gifts from the owner. Moreover, for the capable deacon Albert Einstein, this level was not even a problem at all, and it was easy to come up with a solution.

What the master wants is a wonderful duel, so as long as the visual viewing is satisfied, this can be solved by referring to the movies in memory, even if it is a fake performance and special effects, the viewing is still superb.

So, Einstein hid his smile and replaced it with the grim expression of the enemy.

"Come on, no matter how strong you are, I won't back down, my life is up to me!. ”

The tall and thin man on the opposite side paused for a moment, and Einstein felt that the other party was also disgusted by this sour line, but it didn't matter, as long as it was for the master, Einstein could do anything.

Jonathan, who was in the small single room, was startled.

"How is that possible?!...... That Einstein actually ......"

No one could understand Jonathan's shock, it was just a lack of words, it wasn't even a gaffe, it was because he knew it was a game, and if it was a real fight, he would not be surprised that he felt even if he was stunned.

Jonathan followed Einstein for the longest time, and watched Einstein do a lot of plots that would have only appeared in "Grand Theft Adventure", in which there are countless powerful monsters hunted, even those powerful monsters that seem to be not touched by human beings, Einstein is elegantly smiling, and then elegantly tortured and killed, so far no one has been able to break Einstein's smiling face, let alone this grim expression like a great enemy.

"Does Her Highness know who Einstein's opponent is?"

Sophia looked at Jonathan and Einstein's opponent in confusion, but she was really impressed before answering.

"I don't have an impression, it doesn't look like it's from our country. What's wrong with that man?"

What happened to that man? Jonathan couldn't answer, did he have to ask him to answer that that person might be an unborn powerhouse, and even Einstein, who was transformed into a black dragon, was afraid of it?

Einstein on the field is now immersed in the performance, and he has no idea how much Jonathan has misunderstood, and even if he does, he will only give a mocking smile disapprerovingly.

"I'm going!"

Shouting this, Einstein rushed forward, and the two fought together.

Containing most of the power, although the movement looks strong, it is actually limp and weak, this is how Einstein said about himself. I just don't know if the other party can read the mind, whether he will realize a gloomy ecstasy in shame or fight back.

From an objective point of view, the battle between the two was very exciting, with gorgeous movements, dangerous evasions, and fists and kicks that smashed the field, attracting bursts of cheers.

However, for the masters, this battle is a different picture. Although Einstein's acting skills are very realistic, and there is nothing unusual from the fight, the details are still exposed.

Breathing is steady, there is no sweat after exercise, and the clothes are spotless. After seeing the strangeness of these details, and then looking at Einstein's movements, the masters can see the shadow of deliberateness.

It's a reality show.

There are many masters who think this way, and I have to say that these people have insight into the truth by mistake. Congratulations.

In the end, to the cheers of the only audience, Einstein threw another actor to the ground, who was already exhausted and could not quit because he was just mastered by his own rhythm.

Albert Einstein, an actor, director, screenwriter, special effects and host, saluted his master.

At this point, the short play dedicated to Lucia came to an end.