Swordsman Returns from Another World

The viewing room where Baiyou and Charne are located is completely different. It is built next to the outer dome at the highest point of the entire stadium and can overlook almost the entire stadium. There are countless such viewing rooms built around the entire dome, like countless eyes monitoring the entire stadium.

Baiyou looked down at the entire stadium and felt as if he was standing in the clouds. The hustle and bustle of the spectators below his feet had nothing to do with him and he could just look on with indifference.

This was different from the feeling Bai You had when he lived in a high-rise suite and overlooked the city. When he overlooked the entire city, he could feel that he was also tied to the city and was not separated from it all.

This almost completely suspended viewing room seems to treat all the people in it as beings that are superior to the spectators and knights.

"Mr. Huaiyou, I wonder how much you know about Casimir's chivalry culture?"

Bai You shook her head. "I don't know much. I only know that when the Tianma regime ended, Casimir respected the Knights. After the rise of the Commercial Federation, the knights gradually became a cultural symbol."

"Cultural symbol?" Charney stared at the venue intently, smiled and said, "If that's the case, it's not bad."

"The good virtues left by the knights and the stories of the knights engraved in history have all been integrated into the knight competitions in this era and have become a part of everyone's life. With the knight competitions alone, we have supported countless families, Mr. Huaiyou."

"Mr. Huaiyou, the cultural symbol of knights has allowed Casimir to continue to this day."

Baiyou lowered his head and looked at the wine glass in his hand. The wine in the glass was dark red like blood.

There was a sudden and almost boiling cheer in the field, because on the big screen, a shot of a famous knight began to play.

Maria Linguang.

As the replay of Maria Linguang's game began, a slightly harsh and loud voice appeared. It was the commentator of the game named Mob. Due to his unique style and naturally loud voice, he was called Big Mouth Mob.

"Friends! Come to the scene of the Flame Blade Melee Tournament tonight. I am the commentator of tonight's tournament. I think many people recognize my voice. Yes, it's me, Big Mouth Mob——!"

"Before tonight's competition begins, let us first thank the Business Federation..."

He began to recite the advertising slogans incessantly, followed by a series of company names, ranging from food to chemicals, from daily chemicals to military technology, and he kept reciting them over and over again.

Baiyou raised his hand and scratched his ears.

At this moment, there was another noise from the door behind them. Charne and Baiyou turned around and saw Markowitz walking in with a nod and a bow.

"Mr. Charney, Mr. Huaiyou, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Charney raised his hand and waved, like a teacher showing kindness to his students: "It's okay, Mr. Markowitz, you're glad you're here."

Even though he said it so easily.

Baiyou glanced at the table.

But from the beginning, no wine glass was left for him.

Chapter 621: Admission

Maria Linguang was a little nervous. She clenched the hilt of her sword tightly in her hand and could feel her fingers sweating under the nails.

The audience cheered and burst into thunderous shouts, wave after wave of completely coherent sound, pouring into Maria's ears.

The spotlights moved back and forth on the field, occasionally focusing on a few knights sitting in the audience seats. Their figures also appeared on the big screen, proving how many knights were paying attention to tonight's Flame Blade Melee. Even if they were not participating, they still came here to watch.

I'm afraid a large part of them are targeting Maria.

Maria retracted her gaze, turned around and looked at the locker room in front of her. Before entering the arena, all knights had their own locker room, but after entering the arena and then leaving the field, everyone would share a locker room because medical resources needed to be concentrated.

This match is a real fight. If you are not careful, someone might die.

At this time, in the preparation room where Maria was, besides her, the only person there was Aunt Zofia.

"It's about to start." Zofia walked up to her, raised her hand, helped Zofia adjust the fur collar on her cloak, and reminded her: "Don't try too hard, Maria. Our points are enough to advance. It's enough to win a few outer knight points in this battle. There's no need to aim for the final victory points. After the Flame Blade Melee is over, we can still play a few more games and earn points for the tournament."

"I understand, aunt...sister." Maria took a deep breath, her eyes showing nervousness: "I'm a little unsure."

"Relax, I've studied it. Some of the enemies tonight are indeed worth paying attention to, but you only need to pay attention to your own condition. Making sure you don't get hurt is better than anything else."

“…Alright.” She patted Maria’s breastplate and encouraged her softly, “Go ahead, good girl. You can do it. I never doubted it.”

"Don't force yourself. Don't try to be brave. We still have a lot of games to go. You can't play with an injury. This kind of scrimmage game is the easiest to be ambushed. You must not leave any injuries. Do it within your ability, okay?"

"Yeah, I understand." Maria nodded solemnly.

Different from Maria who was treated in an independent lounge, many peripheral knights who were not well-known or who only wanted to participate in the Flame Blade Melee Tournament to earn points were thrown into the same lounge to prepare for battle.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the lounge was a bit depressing.

First, there was a team dressed coolly. Deep-sea hunter Skadi and police officer Grani were standing quietly in a corner of the lounge. Skadi was concentrating on looking at the various information on the terminal, while Grani was standing on tiptoe to take a look.

The terminal was playing some videos of Xiosta that Kloshiel had just sorted out, most of which were about Baiyue. Skadi watched them quite seriously.

The two men were not wearing armor. Such equipment either meant that they were too arrogant to think that this battle was not worth mentioning, or they were completely unaware of the rules of the knight competition. Although the knight competition did not require specific knight armor, it was better to have it than not.

An arrogant person won't last long in a knightly tournament.

But no one dared to provoke these two people. As soon as they entered the lounge, they showed strength far beyond that of ordinary people. When Skadi faced the person who came to talk to her, she simply raised her hand to hold the other person's wrist, pulled and swung it, and the knight, who was wearing heavy armor and weighed half a ton, was thrown out by her and rolled several times before stopping.

The power that erupted from those slender and graceful arms startled everyone and easily and swiftly fought off all the troubles.

People vaguely made way for the area where the two of them were.

The area on the other side that everyone had given way to was even more bizarre.

They were two tall female knights, wearing old-fashioned heavy armor that was so thick that their gender could not be identified at all. That kind of heavy armor probably did not have any power system installed. It was completely different from the various knight armors commonly used in current knight competitions. It was like they had scraped two antiques and put them on their bodies. Not even a trace of hair could be seen.

One of them held a spear, hammer and shield, while the other held a broadsword. In addition to these weapons, each of them also carried a huge equipment bag, looking mysterious.

Next to these two people was Li, who was lightly armed. He had four daggers and a wire box hanging on his waist, and he looked like a killer.

But in fact, she had a medal pinned on her coat, highlighting her identity as a fourth-level knight. Fourth-level knights were considered a middle-class knight class, and most of them were confidants of great knight nobles.

No one wants to mess with such a team. Those two knights whose appearance and origins are unknown are most likely from some knight noble family. They might be the successors of the manager of some knight order and come to the Flame Blade Melee to gain some experience.

People avoided these two groups of people and waited until the door of the lounge was opened and several people in suits walked in and spoke loudly.

"Please enter the venue! Go to the completely random starting point according to the number you were given!"

The group wearing heavy armor left the lounge first, and Li followed happily behind them, followed by Skadi and Grani.

As the knights entered the arena one after another, the cheers in the entire stadium intensified. People who had long been tired of seeing the outlines on the big screen cheered and celebrated the opening of the event.

One by one, the knights found their initial positions in the entire simulated real-life arena according to the previously divided areas, stood still, and looked at the audience in all directions.

Then, various star players entered the venue, including those veteran knights who had gained some fame, or new knights who had just started out and made some name for themselves. They entered one after another, and each time they triggered a wave of cheers.

When Maria entered the venue, the cheers were so loud that even the white glaze in the top-floor observation room felt a little noisy. People clapped enthusiastically, expecting this newcomer from the Linguang family to add the most enthusiastic fire to this melee.

The noise never stops.

"Lin Guang! Lin Guang! Lin Guang!" The cheers of the crowd made Maria feel shy. She blushed and nodded slightly to the people around her as a greeting, her heart beating fast.

She walked quickly to her initial position, which was in front of a small shop next to a traffic light on a block. The terrain nearby was relatively complex.

The voice of Big Mouth Mob sounded at the right time: "Friends! All the contestants of the Flame Blade Melee Tournament have taken their positions. There are many old faces in this melee tournament, but at the same time, we also have many rising stars!"

"Who can earn the most points? Who can take the title of sole winner? The Flame Blade Melee Tournament always has the highest injury rate in the entire tournament. How many people will lie wailing in the emergency room tonight?"

Chapter 622: Be Frank

Maria was a little nervous when she heard that. As Big Mouth Mob finished his opening speech, a horn sounded in the air. That was the soundtrack when the Casimir people stepped onto the battlefield long ago.

In the past, it meant the beginning of a war, but now, it means that the Flame Blade Melee Contest has officially begun from this moment on.

Deafening war roars instantly rang out from all directions of the entire arena!

Then, there was the sound of steel colliding, sonorous and powerful, and a foul wind with the smell of iron blew from all directions.

Maria drew the sword from her waist and turned around suddenly.

“Bang!!”

The long sword collided with the enemy's sword, causing a sharp scream. Maria took a half step back, raised the shield in her hand, put away the sword and was on guard.

Maria did not know the opponent who launched the sneak attack, but there were many people she did not know.

"As expected of you, you are from the Linguang family. Even though you are a rookie, your swordsmanship is quite good." The attacker praised him a few words, moved his steps, held the big knife in both hands, and rushed forward while waving it.

Maria took a deep breath and raised her shield to meet the attack.

The progress of different players was being broadcasted on the screens outside the arena. At the same time, Big Mouth Mob's commentary had just begun: "Look, the rookie of the Linguang family has met her first opponent this time. Is she a rising star who will continue the legend and glory of the Linguang family, or is she just a flash in the pan? It seems that we will find out tonight!"

"Oh, look! A battle is about to be decided! The armorless man named Killer Whale Knight swung his giant sword and slapped his opponent away! This is really cruel. I'm afraid that even his armor will be broken apart! However, if you choose the latest armor produced by Howling Guard, you don't have to worry about..."

While giving commentary, he never forgets to add advertising slogans. Apparently, it is this unexpected and seamless connection that has made Mob's commentary career flourish.

Baiyou couldn't help but chuckle.

Seeing this, Charney smiled and asked, "Mr. Huaiyu, are you curious?"

"What are you curious about? Are you referring to the commentator who is forced to make a living, or the new armor of the so-called Howling Guard?" Baiyou asked back.

"Well... it's this game." Charne stared at the big screen in the room. The picture on the screen was clearer and much better than when they stood so high and looked down.

"It's not like there haven't been contestants without armor before, but most of them were just short-lived, like a certain plastic knight who left a deep impression on me."

"In order to make a living and to fulfill his dream of becoming a knight, he participated in a knight competition wearing a homemade plastic armor and took the word 'Plastic' as his title."

"Today, it is indeed an incredible feat. It's a pity that he lost to Maria Linguang this time. He probably won't appear in the competition tonight."

Baiyou took a sip of red wine and said softly, "It sounds like a realistic and regrettable story."

"Who said it wasn't? By the way, I wonder what Mr. Huaiyu thinks of the Linguang family?"

Baiyou raised his head and met Charne's eyes. Their eyes clashed in an instant, as if they were discussing something. Baijin and Markowitz on the side even breathed much lighter.

Soon after, Baiyou stared into Charne's eyes, smiled softly, and responded: "I heard that this is a family covered in glory. The former champion Margaret Linguang was surrounded by thousands of people."

Hearing this, Charne naturally turned his head, shook his glass, and said softly: "Yes, that's true. It's a pity that the timing of her winning the championship was too unfortunate. She was an infected person, and the Infected Knight Act had not been passed at that time."

"Even though she is very popular, the rules are the rules. We can only send that great knight away from Casimir."

"Just because she won the championship?" Baiyou asked.

"No, no, Mr. Huaiyu." Charney replied calmly, "Just because she is a knight, other than that, whether she is an infected person or won the championship, it cannot be the real reason for us to expel her."

Simply because she was a knight, a true knight.

As if these words were not exciting enough, Charne continued, "Mr. Huaiyu, from the first time I saw you, I could see flames gushing out of your eyes. From the first time we looked at each other, I knew that you might have a lot in common with that great Knight Yao. I think this is why you chose Casimir to discuss business with you."

"You admire chivalry and long for new business partners. Unfortunately, Casimir and the Commercial Union are essentially no different from any commercial alliance you have seen anywhere in this land."

"It has nothing to do with the integrity of a knight, nor with the kindness and justice of a knight, nor with those virtues... You asked me this question before, didn't you? You asked me whether there were any true knights left in Casimir."

"…Yes, there is one tonight, but not in the Business Federation."

Charney spoke frankly.

He did not see through Baiyou's true identity, but he could read the messages from Baiyou's eyes, so he understood that the thin man sitting next to him came with a fire burning in his heart.

Therefore, he decided to take this opportunity to make it clear to the mysterious businessman next to him that if he came here for the noble spirit of chivalry, he would be doomed to return disappointed.

At least, he thought so.

Bai You took a sip of wine and said softly, "Mr. Charney, I remember everything you said."

"Let's talk about this topic when the game is almost over. Look, a few more knights have left the court..."

After just a few minutes, many battles on the field were over. The knights who encountered the enemy near the initial position had basically completed the first round of fighting and were now heading towards the next area of ​​the map.

Among them, several teams are the most eye-catching.

At the westernmost end, Skadi, holding a greatsword in one hand, walked forward with an indifferent look on her face. Grani kept a certain distance from her, holding his weapon and moving forward vigilantly.

At the easternmost end, Gravel, brandishing two daggers, strolled leisurely among the collapsed rubble. Some distance away from her were two masked knights wearing heavy armor, one holding a giant sword, and the other holding a spear, hammer and shield. They had just defeated the enemy without using any Originium skills, which amazed all the spectators.

On the south side of the venue, two burly and tall Sarkaz knights shrugged their shoulders and marched forward, leaving large patches of blood behind them, as well as several seriously injured figures lying in the ruins, unable to get up.

Chapter 623: I’m going to beat ten of them!

The battle is in full swing.

Maria Linguang seemed to have really inherited some qualities from the Linguang family. Although it was only her first time participating in a knight competition, she performed at a level far beyond that of an ordinary beginner. It was not only the fighting skills inherited from the family, but also the innate sense of combat, that is, the "ability to adapt to the battlefield."

She roamed among the enemy camp. Due to Lin Guang's reputation, many people in this Flame Blade Melee Tournament hoped to defeat Maria and become famous in one battle.

Because of this, Maria encountered more obstacles than expected when she moved towards the central area. On the wide street in front of her, knights standing on the street ready for battle could be seen every few steps. These knights seemed happy to see Maria trapped in the dilemma of a war of attrition and were not in a hurry.

It is hard to say whether the business association is behind this.

Maria raised her hand to wipe the sweat off her face, let out a long breath, and looked at the street in front of her.

At her feet, two people were already lying.