People in Terra, governing a bizarre little country

Chapter 370 Chongyue: This question is a bit beyond the scope of the curriculum

Kazimir, Grand Knight Commander, Kavaleriaki.

"Good morning, Grand Knights! Today is another brand new day! Last night, in the final knightly competition qualifier held at the Howling Arena, Whipblade Knight Zofia defeated her opponent and secured the last ticket to the Grand Tournament! Oh, ladies and gentlemen, please allow me to correct you, it should now be called the Kazimierz International Games!"

The incessant noise had been going on since early morning, making Chongyue's ears hurt a little.

He was somewhat surprised. In Yumen, apart from the soldiers guarding the border, most shops wouldn't be open at this time. He, however, didn't actually need sleep and had a habit of getting up early for morning exercise, which was why he was up so early.

But after traveling all the way to Kazimierz, he discovered that the people in this country and city were incredibly disciplined.

The CBD's giant screen lights up at six in the morning, promptly greeting all the residents of Kavaleria with a booming voice. News about the knightly tournament plays around the clock, working even harder than the sand-draining valves in Yumen. The streets are already bustling with people in the morning; corporate slaves carrying briefcases hurry along, yawning, and perhaps even putting on makeup in the process. There are no people exercising in the city parks, but you can see drunkards sleeping soundly with their bare bottoms in the bushes.

What kind of country is this?

At least in Yumen, such a situation would never occur.

Chong Yue thought with a hint of jokingness, if such a self-disciplined country were to attack the Great Yan, could the Great Yan withstand it?

Of course, it was just a joke. Chongyue had indeed visited Baizhao, the capital of the Great Yan Dynasty. While the city lacked the flamboyant prosperity of Kavaleria, its blend of ancient charm and modernity offered a completely different flavor.

That's equally unforgettable.

The landscape is like a painting, the scenery like a poem, and these are the things Chongyue has protected throughout his life. However, the people in this painting and poem do not quite believe him.

Chongyue still remembered the scene when he was invited to the city lord's mansion by Zuo Xuanliao, the city lord of Yumen City, that day.

Zuo Xuanliao held two things in his hands. In his left hand was a letter, and in his right hand was an imperial edict.

The letter in his left hand came from the Grand Tutor of the current dynasty. Chongyue still remembered that young man... Oh, perhaps now he is an old man with white hair.

The decree on his right came from the one sitting facing south in the court. Chongyue didn't have a deep impression of him, only knowing that he was also a pitiful person.

poor person must have something mean.

At that moment, Zuo Xuanliao's face was somber, as if he had a thousand words to say, yet he couldn't bring himself to speak. Chongyue knew very well that he was always like this, just like after he sealed his true form [Shuo], he had also subtly mentioned to him that he wanted to guard the sealed sword.

He never liked to explain things clearly. So Chongyue simply pretended not to understand.

This is better for everyone. Otherwise, a high-ranking official who controls a region and holds the power of the year might not cause any major incidents in the short term, but in the long run, it will be difficult for the court not to be wary of him.

He knew his friend's temperament very well. He was certain that his friend had no ulterior motives towards the Great Yan. If, because of [Shuo], he were to incur the suspicion and fear of the True Dragon, that would be something Chongyue would not want to see.

Therefore, this sword can be entrusted to anyone for safekeeping, except for Zuo Xuanliao.

And this time is no different.

Zuo Xuanliao said to him, "This is an opportunity that the Grand Tutor has secured for you, Master, and for your brothers and sisters!"

“You and they have done too much for the Great Yan. The Great Yan is grateful to you, but also wary of you, especially your younger brother [Wang]. Since he fled the capital, the debate in the Great Yan court about the Sui beast has intensified.”

"The Grand Tutor overruled all objections to give you the opportunity to leave, precisely to prove to the court that you are capable!"

Can? Can it do what?

Chongyue understood everything perfectly. He could stay away from the Great Yan, remain indifferent to its affairs, and avoid the people of Great Yan.

Yan doesn't need the Beast Agents to do anything for Yan, nor does Yan need the Beast Agents to support or oppose Yan.

All Yan needs is for the beast agents to do is nothing. It's best if they stay far away and never approach this land.

But Chongyue pretended not to understand.

Sometimes, he really wanted to chuckle.

His brothers and sisters, some defended the country and guarded the borders, some taught and nurtured people, and some guarded a piece of land for thousands of years, never leaving it and always worrying about it.

Even those who were slightly less fortunate lived in seclusion, tending to their cooking and chess. Had they ever truly done anything to wrong the Great Yan?

But once they were suspected, they were suspected for thousands of years. When the court had something to do, the issue of the year beast was brought up; when there was a disaster in the region, the issue of the year beast was brought up; even when the world was at peace, the people lived in contentment, and the officials had nothing else to do, the issue of the year beast was still brought up to pass the time and use up the excessive energy of these elderly people.

Where did all these problems with the "Year Beast" come from? It's just your internal strife!

But he couldn't say these words. In fact, he wouldn't even think about them normally.

Call it foolishness when you want, or whatever.

Because he is the most human-like, yet the least human-like, of all the films.

He is like a human because he can disguise himself as one. But he is also the least human because human disguises have flaws, but his understanding of disguising himself as a human as a behemoth is beyond compare, flawless.

So much so that on Terra, so many who are born as humans are not considered human, while he, who is not human, is the most anthropomorphic!

However, it's one thing to see through something but not say it, but he was genuinely surprised that the Grand Tutor had managed to overcome all opposition and give him and his siblings the opportunity to leave Yantu.

As the saying goes, something unusual must be going on; there must be a reason for wearing leather pants over cotton pants!

His decision to participate in the competition was clearly just a smokescreen, an excuse. As for his true purpose...

Chongyue recalled the letter in the Grand Tutor's own handwriting that Zuo Xuanliao had shown him.

It was sent from Kjerag by the Grand Tutor during his visit to Kjerag. Kjerag was mentioned several times within it. If nothing unexpected happens, the Grand Tutor's arrangements are likely related to Kjerag.

Should we have him use the World Games as an opportunity to sound out Kjerag? Or should we use Kjerag to sound out my opinion?

Chongyue couldn't figure it out yet, because even for him, the name Xielag was too unfamiliar.

How far is this place from the Great Yan? How close is it to my Yumen?

He had no idea.

So, filled with doubt, he left Yumen, saying, "The court trusts me, the Grand Tutor values ​​me, and they think highly of my abilities. I will naturally do my best."

He was too lazy to think about the intricacies of political struggles anymore; rather than dwelling on those things, he preferred to focus on the present.

The World Games, the International Games, the International Competition, the competition on the field.

what is this?

This is the greatest martial arts tournament in the world!

Chongyue disliked fighting. As the embodiment of the concept of "martial arts" and a master who was proficient in all martial arts, he regarded the so-called experts in the martial arts world as somewhat insignificant and uninteresting.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't like exchanging martial arts techniques.

He maintains a positive attitude towards any exchange of martial arts techniques and is happy to spar with all kinds of skilled individuals. Of course, the prerequisite is that the person must meet the most basic requirement of being a skilled individual. He even took on two apprentices himself, teaching them martial arts training.

If he didn't like martial arts or communication, why would he have done these things?

For him, the World Games was a tremendous opportunity.

He would meet friends from all over the world and experience martial arts from all over the world. If it weren't for such an attractive offer, he wouldn't have so readily agreed to temporarily leave Yumen and come to such a foreign land thousands of miles away.

"Grandmaster, are you going for your morning exercise today too?"

The voice of his apprentice and military officer, who was also a scribe, came from behind him. Chongyue shook his head.

"No, today, let's go watch the knights' competition."

"A knightly competition?" The military officer was taken aback.

He had assumed that the Grandmaster wasn't interested in such competitions. After all, this wasn't their first day in Kazimierz, but the Grandmaster had never mentioned wanting to watch a match before.

Why did I suddenly feel like going? And why today?

Seemingly sensing the military officer's confusion, Chongyue smiled gently as he put on the brown mandarin jacket:

Didn't you hear what was said on the news just now?

"The qualifiers are over. Next up is the main tournament."

If the preliminary rounds were a mixed bag, a meeting of charlatans, then the main competition truly became a stage where the best of the best gathered.

Because this year's Special Championship was compatible with the World Games, the original main event was turned into a qualifying event for the World Games.

Those who do not represent any particular national power, nor any capital or force (such as an independent city-state), can complete a three-level jump to officially participate in this grand event by participating in the Special Championship qualifiers, entering the Special Championship main event, reaching the top four in the Special Championship main event, and finally entering the World Championship main event.

For Chongyue, the preliminary rounds of the Special Championship were really not worth watching. But the main tournament is definitely worth watching.

It's possible that there might be a talented maverick who could surprise everyone.

Chongyue said that if he weren't also on the national team, he would have liked to step into the ring and test whether his punches had become rusty.

But just as he was about to leave, he was stopped again by the military officer.

"Grandmaster, why didn't you say so sooner!"

The military officer complained with a somewhat sour face.

Chongyue blinked in confusion:

"What? What's the problem?"

"As you know, today is the first day of the main competition. The Kazimierz Business Federation knows it, and all the residents of Kavaleria know it!"

The military officer sighed.

"The opening match has already generated a lot of hype, it's the Candle Knight versus the Ferocious Knight, where am I supposed to find tickets for us?"

Chongyue was stunned.

Don't say it, really don't say it.

He's lived for over a thousand years. Theoretically, what kind of situation hasn't he seen?

Unfortunately, this question is actually a bit beyond the scope of the curriculum!

Chapter 371 Chongyue: This Jeston must be a master!

Kazimir, the Great Knights' Territory, at the qualifiers.

Chongyue eventually entered the arena.

He was the representative of the Yan Kingdom team. Although the Business Federation and the Supervisory Council were not exactly good people, they wouldn't risk offending athletes who could represent a major country for such a small amount of money.

After asking the military officer to call and inquire with the organizing committee of the knight competition, Chongyue received a reply from the committee:

To better promote the knightly competition culture of Kazimierz and spread it throughout the world, athletes participating in this and future World Games can watch the knightly competitions for free.

When he entered the stands with the ticket bearing the symbol of "representative," the entire arena was already bustling with noise.

The Rose Arena, funded by the Rose Newspaper, one of the giants of the Kasimir Commercial Union, is a modern knightly arena. It boasts a playing field comparable in size to a modern football stadium, over 20,000 seats, and four enormous screens hanging from the dome. Nearly a hundred cameras provide comprehensive, unobstructed coverage of every detail of the knightly competition.

Such a huge investment naturally means even greater profits!

The 20,000 seats were packed, more than ten large companies placed advertisements, "Exhilarating" drones flew back and forth in the air, distributing souvenirs to every audience member, and the prize pool on the big screen kept accumulating, gradually reaching a number that even Chong Yue found astonishing.

“Master, now I understand why the Kazimierz people value knightly competitions so much.”

The military officer stared wide-eyed at the ever-increasing, no, soaring prize pool, his astonishment barely contained.

Chongyue nodded slightly, his expression somewhat serious:

"Yes, perhaps we've all been wrong."

"This is not a martial arts tournament where martial artists from all over the world exchange their exquisite skills, but a giant wishing well."

The wishing well is the only way to describe Chongyue.

After all, he had only ever seen so many people throwing so much money into one place in the donation boxes of Buddhist temples and the wishing wells of Taoist temples.

The devout men and women who toss money into the wishing well seek dreams come true and psychological comfort. But what are the people of Kazimierz seeking?

"The Knights Tournament is essentially a commercial event. If you view it simply as a martial arts competition, you might be disappointed."

An unfamiliar voice came from beside him. Chongyue turned around and looked at the silver-haired film boy who was three rows taller than him.

Although his Yan language had a slightly accented Shu dialect and seemed to have some inconsistencies, Chongyue could still understand it with difficulty.

After all, he also has two younger sisters. One loves to eat Shangshu hotpot and speaks the Shangshu dialect, while the other, although she doesn't speak the Shangshu dialect, lives in seclusion in the Shangshu mountains, indulging in her grand dream, a dream that will last for a hundred years.

Chongyue nodded politely to the boy:

"Young master, you look unfamiliar. Are you also from Yan?"

“No,” Ernst shook his head. “I’m from Kjerag.”

He paused, then beckoned to Chongyue:

"You should come up here first. Don't just stand there. If you keep blocking the way, the gentleman you're blocking will get angry."

Chongyue suddenly realized what was happening and looked at Kuranta, who was holding a candle knight's cheering sign in front of him. He quickly bowed, called to the military officer, and then walked upstairs.

He was positioned right next to the silver-haired boy. If he wasn't mistaken, this area should be the "International Games Spectator Area" arranged by the Business Federation.