"Oh, this is really wonderful," said Barov, stroking his beard. "It turns out that even running can be so exciting!"
"Indeed, when I saw the scene when the three started walking together, I felt my heart beat a little faster," Pei Luo, the governor of Changge, echoed, "It's a pity that only one person can get the commemorative badge in the end, I have to say it's a pity. ."
"Do you really regret it?" The old manager smiled slightly. "The one who won the medal is the Changge contestant. I would rather come here a few times for this kind of scenery that attracts everyone's attention."
"Anyway, Miss Kwai is just lucky enough. If there is no accident, next year's Victory Day Games will definitely make your wish come true."
"Really... I'm worried about that accident."
"Hahaha, often things can't be called accidents."
Hmm... Discussing the result of a game can hide the opportunity, the two really get along well, Roland glanced at Barov and Peiro who were chatting very much beside him, and couldn't help thinking to himself. Although the age difference is nearly 20 years old, there is no sense of generation gap, and he is indeed a veteran who has been in politics for many years.
Since the first few have been decided, everyone is a lot more relaxed, whispering about the race, while waiting for the rest to reach the finish line. There is no doubt that this kind of competitive event, which is in line with human beings' pursuit of their own extreme psychology, is inherently extremely attractive and attractive.
The same is true of the atmosphere in the witch's seat.
Looking at the group of girls eager to try, Roland couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.
The reason why witches are not allowed to participate is because the gap between the two is too great. In order not to discourage the enthusiasm of the masses, such a rule was formulated not only for people with magic power, but also for Taquila's God's Punishment Witches. . But now it seems that hosting a superpower field is a matter of time.
I don't know what it will be like when they use their abilities for various sports.
"Is that the same for the Games of the World?" Anna's voice pulled him out of his thoughts, "You looked rather absent-minded during the first half of the game."
"Because there are no commentators or live broadcasts," Roland sighed.
"You mean, let everyone know the progress and details of the game at any time?" Anna's eyes suddenly lit up, "How is that done?"
"It's complicated to explain," he smiled. "Do you remember what I said about TV..."
If it is not used to the viewing mode of later generations, in fact, this game can already be called a lot of perfect responders, a variety of player styles, exciting processes, and unexpected endings. Whether it's Carter in a knight's cape or Mo Jinmin who is a wolf girl in front of everyone's eyes, they have aroused enough topics.
And from the news from the book, the champion Kwai is also quite dramatic. She used to be a black street mouse. After the liberation of Changge, she became a glorious postman, running all day in the streets and alleys of Changge Fortress. . It was this job that earned her the favor of the goddess of victory.
Although there is a big gap between Aoi and the other three in pure comparison of strength, the champion is the champion, and Roland is more concerned about the impact than the result. And her aspirations are undoubtedly reminiscent of the slogan that labor changes fate, which is exactly the role model Neverwinter City needs.
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When the sky was red, the first Games basically came to an end.
The residents who came one after another gathered under the stage, forming a dark crowd. Everyone was eagerly waiting for the final award ceremony.
For Roland, the next thing is the highlight.
He stood up, nodded to Echo, and walked to the stand railing.
A vital war that calls for a rousing start. There has never been a better time to use pre-war speeches to inspire confidence.
He slowly swept through the crowd until the scene was completely quiet.
"My people, you have just witnessed a miraculous challenge. In less than four hours, many people ran a distance of 28 kilometers with only their feet, which is exactly half of the total length of the Kingdom Avenue. "
"People who have moved from other territories may not be aware of its meaning. In the past, it would take at least three days to get from Border Town to Changge Fortress, and it would take day and night. The arrival of your own power in one day will only be regarded as a joke, but now, you have witnessed the answer with your own eyes!"
"Whether it's building a mountain, building a road, or running endlessly, this is the result of you surpassing yourself time and time again. I believe everyone has realized that the so-called "impossible" is just a shackle to break; and this The game is the best proof! "
Suddenly there was cheers from the audience.
Roland paused for a moment, stretched out his hand and pressed down, then said, "Now, we are facing a brand new challenge, that is, the devil. In fact, the war has reached a critical moment! After today, the First Army will go to the Fertile Plain, Launch a second attack on the devil entrenched in Taquila."
"These enemies are extremely brutal and hard to fill. Their minions once turned the prosperous human kingdom into a blood-coagulated ruin. As many as 10 million innocent people died in their hands, and their bones are enough to fill the entire Neverwinter. city!"
"So we have to fight before disaster hits everyone!"
"We'll fight them on land; we'll fight them on the sea; we'll fight them in the sky, until the devil is gone and no enemy can threaten the human space!"
"I'm very happy to see the Mojin people among the contestants, as well as those from the fjords and other kingdoms... It means letting go of prejudice and estrangement and connecting further. And I can assure you that this It will also be the norm in the future! For the devils, human race, age, gender, and belief are meaningless, and slaughtering them is the only option they are interested in. So this is not only a war in Greycastle, but also a war for all mankind! "
"My people, when you are afraid of the enemy, stand still, or even want to back down, think of the miracle today. As long as you hold on to your beliefs and persevere to the end, we will surely win!"
"Now, ask the top ten players to come to the stage and accept the honor you deserve!" Roland said loudly.
There was a deafening response from the crowd again, and this time the sound did not stop for a long time, and it merged with the afterglow that reflected the sky.
"As expected of the warchief..." Goulz took a deep breath under the stands. "It makes me want to go into battle again." He looked at Rohan and said, "Are you ready to take the stage?"
"Father, but I..." The latter bit his lip, looking sad.
"Didn't get the championship?" Goulz laughed, he grabbed his son's head and rubbed it hard, "But you tried your best, didn't you? That's enough. Go, stand up. Come on your chest, raise your head, and let everyone see the demeanor of the heir to the flames!"
Rohan trembled slightly. He looked at his father and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just nodded vigorously.
This time, he didn't hide the special headgear and tail.
In the golden afterglow of the sky, the figure reflected in Gulz's eyes appeared tough and tall, as if overlapping with Lorgar.