People in Terra, governing a weird little country

"Fremont. Representative of Leitania, previously a professor of Originium Arts, was selected through auditions?"

Charne looked at the registration form and was satisfied no matter how he looked at it.

Is there a better sandbag than this?

Originium Warlocks are just a bunch of glass cannons that will be destroyed if they get close to them. However, Blood Knights are "blood cows" with super endurance. Perhaps if the battlefield is large enough, Originium Warlocks can form a square formation and suppress the knights with firepower, making it difficult for them to get close, but this is a knight competition!

A football field-sized venue, a fair one-on-one competition, and free fighting without restrictions where everyone can show off their skills.

The advantage range for the Originium Warlock is almost non-existent. On the contrary, every objective condition is helping the Blood Knight!

As long as he gets close, how can such an old man who looks like he is in his seventies or eighties still have any fighting ability? Wouldn't he fall down at the touch?

The only thing that Charney was worried about was that he might have to prepare a rescue team in advance to avoid someone being killed on the field, which would embarrass Letania.

Speaking of which, they actually used an open audition to select the representative. It's really amazing that Letania, after the Witch King left, there are only a handful of strong people left.

"Just him."

Pulling out Fremont's registration form, Charne nodded with satisfaction.

Will they win? They will definitely win!

Chapter 383: The International Games Conference opens grandly!

Casimir, Grand Knight Leader Cavalelia, at the opening ceremony of the International Games.

A week flies by.

Russell stood on the podium, holding the prepared speech in his hand.

It is a pity that this speech was not provided by Ernst. Russell did consult Ernst about the speech, hoping that he could provide him with a "Declaration of the International Games" just like he provided the "Moon Landing Declaration" to the Vice President of Colombia.

But Ernst declined her offer.

Ernst did know of a declaration concerning sports, the famous "Olympic Manifesto" by Coubertin.

But his knowledge of the declaration was limited to reading it. After all, sports history was not his hobby, and the Olympic Declaration, written in 1892 on the Gregorian calendar, was too far away. To this day, he has basically forgotten its contents.

Moreover, not all speeches can be copied and pasted. As an inflammatory literary work, a speech must have an environment and conditions that fit its existence. For example, you cannot recite the "Emancipation Proclamation" while going to the toilet, nor can you recite the passionate "We Will Fight to the End" while applauding for love.

The former is just out of place, the latter... change the context. We will fight in Gaul. We will fight on the seas. We will fight in the air with growing confidence and strength. We will defend our country at all costs. We will fight on the beaches. We will fight on the enemy's landing grounds. We will fight in the villages and in the streets. We will fight in the mountains. We will never surrender!

hiss.......

Are you planning to broadcast your "battle footage" not only to this land, but also to the Agors, Haisi, demons, and even the giant structures hanging in the sky outside this land?

Ernst didn't want such a ridiculous situation to happen. So, instead of racking his brains to recall and write that kind of content, it's better not to write it.

Of course, not directly providing manuscripts does not mean that we cannot help revise them. Ernst has read quite a few famous speeches. Although he has not eaten pork, he has seen Cheng Shan (he has actually seen him), so it is not that he cannot give some constructive suggestions.

What Russell got was such a revised version.

"Ladies and gentlemen, dear guests, welcome to the Great Knight Territory of Cavalelia. Your arrival has made this historic city shine even more brightly, and it has also made me believe that in this land, in addition to war and hatred, there is still peaceful competition."

"I say this for a reason."

Russell's eyes swept across the representatives of various countries who were now seated in the front row of the newly built [Pegasus Arena], his eyes on Daphne of Victoria, Duke of Caister of Victoria, and Fremont of Leithania, and finally nodded slightly in the direction of Ernst with a kind smile.

It is worth mentioning that Ursus did not come this time.

Of course, this time it wasn't because Ursus had fallen ill again. No matter how arrogant they were, after suffering a loss at the World Expo, they would theoretically pay more attention to this sign.

In fact, this is true. When the Ursus Emperor Fedor learned that Casimir was going to hold an international games based on their "playing house knightly games", he did perk up and selected a group of athletes to go to Casimir to participate.

These athletes, regardless of their specific level, are indeed young talents with a "family background". If one's ancestors don't have a general or something, it's embarrassing to say one's own name.

This group of young officers was also the team that Fyodor intended to train for himself and his children.

But this is exactly where the problem lies.

There had been some "small conflicts" and "small frictions" between Casimir and Ursus.

Even if the Uka War was fought twelve times and there were no less than tens of thousands of border conflicts, one-third of Casimir's territory had fallen to Ursus, and many senior officers and even high-speed warships in Ursus had been stabbed in the buttocks by the lances of the Silver Spear Pegasus Knights.

The contradiction cannot be said to be very big, at least not as big as that between Gaul and Victoria.

In this situation, nine out of ten members of the delegation sent by the Ursus people are descendants of generals, and one of them is the ancestor of a marshal. All of them are of the old Ursus flag with the character "熊" (bear) as their ancestor. What does this mean to the Casimir people?

To put it mildly, this is infiltration; to put it more seriously, this is jumping in the face!

Would you allow the offspring of a warmongerer to come to your country to participate in a sports event? Would you even have to present him with a trophy and a gold medal?

Russell wouldn't do that anyway. It would be better to let them in and hang them.

She was more rational and did not scold Ursus directly. Instead, she found a random reason and denied the visa to the Ursus delegation.

Contest? You're dreaming. Now that you dare to participate, do you want us to hang your photos on the champions' wall for people to see and admire?

Almost got it!

As for whether this would make Ursus feel that it was being targeted? Russell didn't care anyway.

Ursus and Casimir both felt that the other was targeting them. She just wanted to say that when Ursus felt that you were targeting it, you'd better really be targeting it and really have the ability to do so.

Besides, wasn't Ursus not invited to the World Expo? Otherwise, how come even beggars came, but there was no sign of Ursus?

Ernst might also have something against Ursus!

Without the Ursus in the way, Russell quickly got into the game.

"The activities of the modern world are concentrated in three capitals: Londinium, Cavaleliaki and Trilin Terme. From there, three systems emerged, all based on the popular ideas of ancient society, and their influence spread far to other regions. These ancient ideas were passed down from the ancient times until the Four Kingdoms War, when people consciously or unconsciously inherited them. They can be summarized in three words: politics, sports, and art."

"The Victorians are masters of politics. They built the entire country into a huge and sophisticated machine. Even if the operator is no longer there, its parts can still operate perfectly under the prescribed system. This governance system has been learned by many Terran countries until now, and it is one of the cornerstones of our modern civilization."

This statement actually contains some flattery.

If we want to trace the formation of the concept of the state, it should actually be the establishment of the centralized Sargon Empire by the King of Kings, Luga Sargus. The forerunner of the formation of modern states should be the extinct Gaul Empire. The first mobile city built in Gaul is considered to be a sign that Terra has officially entered modern society. Later, the modernization reforms represented by the Gaul mobile city technology, political reforms, and the Great Code profoundly affected the countries of the earth in all aspects. The most notable point is that the Gaulish language was once regarded as the "world language" for a period of time, and the Gaulish architectural style was also considered to be the "imperial style" widely popular in various countries.

But as the saying goes, when you go out, your identity is what you give yourself. The Turks, who have nothing to do with Turkey, can all claim to be descendants of the Huns, and it is not wrong for Russell to brag about it.

Anyway, Luga Sargus is also Aslan, and eight hundred years ago he was related by blood to Aslan of Vina's lineage, so why isn't Victoria considered the second Sargon?

Didn't Gaul also perish? Most of its territory and heritage were annexed by Victoria. A keel of Lingones, the capital of Gaul, was used as a building material for Victoria's Duke of Wellington's high-speed battleship flagship. Rounding off, Gaul is also Victoria.

Anyone who disagrees is ignorant. Gaul and Luca Sargus have no objection. What are you crazy about?

Sure enough, after hearing these words, Daphne was quite confused, but the Duke of Kaster smiled.

It is said that older women like to hear this kind of roundabout compliments.

Russell continued: "The Leitanians love art. Their poetry and music are popular on Terra. Even the Originium arts that were once considered 'devil's magic' were given artistic beauty through their hands. They are a group of natural aestheticians. Because of this, no matter how thick the haze of the past is, the light of art will eventually pierce the shadow of the tyrant."

Russell's words were quite satisfactory. Compared to the shameless compliments that were very much in line with Victoria's shamelessness, these words were actually quite realistic in today's Leithania.

But for some reason, the representative of the Leitanian delegation, Fremont, frowned and showed a slightly impatient expression.

This made Russell a little strange. He didn't know what had offended the old man.

Judging from the age of this old man, he must have lived through the time of the Witch King. Could he be a remnant of the Witch King?

No way... How were the remnants of the Witch King chosen by the Gemini Queens to be representatives?

Not knowing what happened to Leitania, she gave up the idea of ​​adding a few compliments and continued:

“And Casimir, Casimir is the home of sports.”

"As early as the beginning of recorded history, the people of Casimir have been running. Born on the vast plains, every Casimir is a natural athlete. And the knight is the product of our tradition."

"Knights are our role models, our warriors who defend our country, and our heroes who protect our people. Whether on the battlefield or in the arena, every drop of blood they shed and every drop of sweat they shed is for glory and honor!"

"But I sincerely hope that they can perform more in the arena than on the battlefield, and shed more sweat than blood. This is why I am willing to join Kjerag's Universal System and host this Universal Games."

When Russell said this, a cunning look appeared on his face.

Her eyes swept over Ernst and saw a hint of helplessness on his face.

Because the words "joining the international system" were added by her herself.

The purpose was very simple. As the first country to openly stand up, join the International System, and host a sports event under the International System, he hoped to gain more benefits for Casimir.

For example, the positions of the five major decision-makers.

Ernst was also speechless about this.

How to say it, unexpected, but reasonable?

It's not that she felt any resentment, as she has the freedom to speak. At least she didn't force herself to do something and could have just said, "As one of the five decision-makers, I decided to hold this sports meeting." If that had happened, Ernst would have really come out to dispel the rumor.

Russell's words now seemed to intensify the competition. For Shelag, who had no chance to be the boss, this was not bad, but good.

The more attention and resources the big powers put into this system, the more effective and binding this system will be. Kjerag will reap greater benefits from it.

“I am very happy to see all of you who share the same ideas as me, upholding the will for peace and turning the battles on the battlefield into a fierce competition on the field.”

"So, I am here to formally announce to you this exciting news that will go down in Terra's history."

"That is, after the semi-finals of this year's Knights' Competition Special Tournament are over tonight, that is, tomorrow, the Casimir International Games will officially open!"

"The first opening match will be between the Leitania delegation, Mr. Fremont, and the qualifiers from the semi-finals. Please stay tuned!"

Chapter 384: Porridge Bar Friend Fremont

Casimir, Pegasus Arena.

The Blood Knight Dikaiopolis stood in the arena, his eyes staring through the slit in his helmet at the Candle Knight Viviana standing on the opposite side.

The audience's cheers were getting louder and louder.

There is no doubt that this is a boiling moment for the entire Great Knight Territory. The two most popular knights in the entire Casimir this year have finally stood on the ring and are about to face a head-on confrontation.

Blood Knight is an absolute combat knight. In terms of appearance, he is not ugly, but far inferior to his opponent, Candle Knight Viviana. But even with such a face that cannot be sold, he still ranks first on the popularity list, even suppressing Candle Knight by one level, which is enough to prove his extraordinary qualities.

Enthusiastic, kind, humble, extremely strong, and full of security, these are the labels that describe him.

And the Candle Knight opposite her was not someone to be underestimated.

No one knows better than Xinteleya how much effort and strength it takes for a knight to make a name for himself in both the spectator group and the actual combat group.

The difference between the two seems to be just some kind of unspoken rule. On the surface, there is no difference between the two in the classification of the Knights Association. But in fact, the gap between them is no different from the difference between the outlines!

"Family members eat family meals. The people who run the two tracks follow different routes and have unrelated goals. Although everyone's ultimate goal is to make money, for the knights in the spectator group, losing is not unacceptable as long as they lose gracefully, while for the knights in the actual combat group, winning is a must, even if the win is ugly."

"Straddling two tracks, you have to win the recognition of both sides and use the resources of both sides, which is equivalent to destroying the rice bowls of both parties at the same time. The difficulty, if I make an inappropriate analogy, is like you."

Ernst was stunned: "Me?"

Xinteleya nodded seriously.

"Before you, no one had ever thought that someone could obtain investment from both the Duke of Windermere and the Duke of Caister."

Xinteleya explained this, with a hint of melancholy in her tone.

She was also a part of this quagmire in the beginning. If Ernst hadn't reached out and pulled her out before she fell deeper, her current ending would probably not be much better.

You might get cheated into debt to the Chamber of Commerce, and end up working yourself to death as a social animal!

She was very satisfied with her current life, but it was like she would go to the Knight of Peace to confront him for the match-fixing incident. From the bottom of her heart, Xinteleya still had some yearning for the Knight.

This kind of yearning is like Ernst who had grown up in his previous life. One day, he suddenly saw a Chinese old nuclear video on the website. When he saw the ceiling fan, the little sun, the slogans on the classroom wall, and the cattail leaf fan on the table, a sudden sadness surged from the bottom of his heart.

Back then, I wanted to be a scientist and a pilot, but now, have my dreams come true?

It cannot be said that it was not achieved at all. After all, he became the person who supported these people.

This is also the reason why he helped Christen. It was not entirely for any political benefit, but also for something personal, pure, and childish, something called ideal.

The more she knew about this difficulty, the more Xinteleya admired Candle Knight. Viviana had accomplished something that many people could never accomplish in their lifetime. And now, she was about to challenge an opponent who had reached the pinnacle in the actual combat group.

Blood Knight Dikaiopolis also has reasons why he cannot lose.

He has now entered the semi-finals and his name is already on the list of the International Competition. This final has actually lost its original meaning to him.

But he still didn't want to lose.

Influence should be as big as possible. Only the champion is qualified to make a request to the Business Federation, to change the status quo of the infected, and to open the "window" called the Infected Knight.

This is the mission he gave himself. No one asked him to do this. His original purpose of participating in the competition was just to survive, have enough food to eat, and live like a human being.

But he was Dikaiopolis, and when he had gotten everything he wanted, he wanted nothing more but to share it all.