Ark Undead

Nodding helplessly, Zofia sighed.

"So, there's only about a week left."

The following week will be the time when all the Cavaliers will compete.

One match is held each day, starting from 32 to 16, then from 16 to the top 8, and so on.

The tournament will be over in just five days, and this week has been the most chaotic time in the entire Kazimir region.

When it ends, it also signifies the departure of the immortals.

Zofia stood up, bowed slightly to the Undead, and then left the Undead's room.

Standing under the blazing sun, Zofia rubbed her forehead.

Maria doesn't know about this yet. If she did, wouldn't she rush over and cry to the Undead?

There's also the threat of commercial leagues targeting us; they'll definitely interfere during the game to the point of death, and we can't be sure if our homes will be safe then.

Zofia took a deep breath; the two consecutive Majors had been on her mind.

The last match was Margaret, this match is Mr. Undead and Maria.

Things are getting more and more complicated...

47. Opening Ceremony! Top 32!

It's still deep winter, but the sun is shining brightly. It has to be said, today is a great day for a match.

The Great Knight Territory, comprised of four mobile cities in Kazimir, is celebrating its grand triennial occasion today.

The Kazimierz Knights Special Championship, also known as the Kazimierz Special Tournament, will begin its first round of matches today.

A fierce battle to narrow down the top 32 to the top 16!

The venue for this competition is the Flameblade Arena, and the commentator is Mob the Big Mouth, who was promoted after discovering the Undead Knight.

In the sky, airships carrying screens broadcast the entire competition live to spectators who couldn't buy tickets but refused to leave.

Countless travelers stopped to watch upon seeing this atmosphere. Perhaps they had come specifically for this Major and had already purchased tickets online at high prices.

Meanwhile, Kazimierz's television station will broadcast the entire competition live, with commentators from various television stations providing commentary.

This is the allure of knightly competition in Kazimierz.

Furthermore, the Kasimir official website has also spent a large sum of money to purchase broadcasting rights in various countries around the world. They will secure broadcasting rights on various television stations during prime time, from 10 AM to 4 PM.

The 32 contestants who have gone through rounds of competition to reach the top will all showcase their strength to audiences around the world today.

The Undead looked at the sky where fireworks were constantly exploding, and he didn't really understand why fireworks were set off during the day.

The deafening sound of fireworks is really loud, but perhaps it can also stimulate the audience's desire to participate.

"Hello, Mr. Undying! This is the special passage for contestants. Please show your credentials."

The Filin girl in front of him gave the undead a dazzling smile.

She recognized the Undead, otherwise she wouldn't have called out to the Undead, who was originally lost, from several meters away.

As a member of the "Undying Legion," this young girl has purchased countless fan comics or fan fiction based on him.

But these people who worship the undead felt an unspeakable sense of helplessness towards the knight they admired.

Because he really doesn't have any related merchandise!

All fan-made anime and fan fiction are basically created by fans out of love.

None of the companies, including Chengjin Company in the past, have obtained the authorization from the Undead to produce various official merchandise.

But our main character was unaware of this. He looked at the little girl from the Felin tribe and handed her the document.

"Give."

"Ah!! Okay! Okay! Thank you! Thank you!"

Upon hearing the voice of the immortal, the little girl from the Felin tribe blushed deeply. As she reached out to receive the immortal's scroll, she repeatedly bowed to him in gratitude.

"?" The Undead was confused about what was happening. Could it be that the little girl in front of him had turned into a zombie?

Wait, what is this "zombie transformation" again?

"Okay...okay! This is your player number! After entering the arena, go to the room with the same number as your player number; that's your lounge!"

The little girl from the Felin tribe handed a card to the Undead with her slender little hands, and even took the opportunity to touch the Undead's gauntlet.

The immortal took the card and looked up at the girl in front of him.

What's wrong with her? Is she being threatened and unable to speak?

"You...is there something you need?"

The immortal looked at the little girl in front of him and asked in confusion.

"Ahhh! No, no!"

Clearly realizing that her behavior was a little bit infatuated, the girl took a step back and waved her hand.

"Please! Please come in!"

The Filin girl gestured to the person behind her, indicating that the Undead should go this way.

He glanced at the girl in front of him with a suspicious look. The Undead nodded his thanks, then walked into the Flame Blade Arena without looking back.

The little girl from the Felin tribe watched the undead man's retreating figure as he entered the Flameblade Arena. Only after he had completely disappeared did she carefully take the entry form for the top 32 that the undead man had given her from the table beside her.

She quietly folded the documents together and put them into the inner pocket of her clothes.

Okay! It's decided!

From this day forward! This will be our family heirloom!

The undead who entered the arena, after being watched by many staff members, circled the arena three times before finally being led underground by a staff member and finding their room.

"Room number twenty-two, this is your lounge."

The waiter led the immortal into the room and bowed to him.

"If you need any other services, such as food or water, please press the button on the table and we will come immediately!"

"Ah."

The Undead nodded and sat down on the sofa.

"Then I'll take my leave now. I wish you the best of luck! Mr. Undying!"

When the male waiter was there, he even raised his fist and cheered on the undead in a loud voice.

I never expected you to be a hidden fan of the immortals!

The immortal remained oblivious, nodding his thanks before closing his eyes to rest.

The match today won't start for a while, so the survivors still have time to organize their information.

Those pieces of information that suddenly popped into my head this morning.

As if a layer of fog had been lifted, he thought of the sun.

"Boss! Boss!"

Fran rushed out of the room carrying a large bag of candy.

"Come quick, come quick! It's about to start!"

Fran sat down on the soft sofa, while also tidying up the messy sofa for his eldest son.

This is the garden they bought.

A week ago, they received a windfall, becoming a typical example in Kazimir, a city where people can become rich overnight.

With such a large sum of money, they no longer need to struggle for their livelihood.

He even used his own money to form a large fan club for an independent knight!

The name they chose had a special meaning; they hoped to become supporters behind that independent knight.

The Undead Legion.

"Coming, coming, don't rush me."

Kos yawned and came out of his room, speaking in a lazy voice that was completely different from his usual self.

"Where are the things? Is everything prepared?"

"Ready? Everything's here!"

Fran slapped the table, which was set with a dozen beers and several boxes of snacks prepared for watching the game.

Koss plopped down on the sofa, grabbed a bag of potato chips, opened it, and popped a chip into his mouth.

Fran turned on his screen and switched to the live stream of the Special Championship.

Now, they have broken free from the business alliance and become simply the head and deputy head of a fan club.

Koss then casually picked up his terminal and tagged everyone in the fan group.

"Brothers and sisters! The Undead Lord's competition is about to begin! Are you ready?!"

"What are you saying, Commander! Did you just get up? I've been waiting in front of the TV for ages!"

"Hehe, I even dragged my younger brother and sister to watch it too. None of their favorite knights made it to the Major. It's a good opportunity to introduce them to our Undead Lord!"

"Holy crap, is this a missionary event?! 'Hello, excuse me for taking up a little of your time, please allow me to introduce you to our honor, our hope, the sole possessor of chivalry, the immortal legend, the Undead!'"

"Damn it! Let's get this grassy!"

Koss put down the terminal, picked up a bottle of beer, pulled the tab, and took a sip.

Really looking forward to it.

Not only those near the competition venue, but also those throughout Kazimierz who didn't have the opportunity to watch the Major at the Flameblade Arena, chose to stay home and watch today's matches.

During the Special Championship, almost everywhere was filled with a festive atmosphere, except for a few companies that did not give holidays.

People put down their work, forget their past troubles, and immerse themselves in this grand festival.

Even the adults in the West End are no exception.