The Azure Longsword

Chapter 38: Battle against Beowulf

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"Master Achilles!" Sadric said helplessly, "You used the two-handed greatsword well in the first match, why did you switch to a one-handed straight sword in the second match? Now we have to give you a new nickname in the arena. How about 'Night Blade'?"

"Okay," Ask said.

"It's strange. Others choose their nicknames very carefully, fearing that they won't sound loud or impressive. But you don't care at all and regard reputation as nothing." Sadric shook his head in confusion and left with a sigh. Sidlifa, who was sharpening an axe next to him, looked up and smiled:

"Great. I get goose bumps every time I call you 'Viking.'"

"How about this name for you?" Ask said.

"I think it's better to call myself 'Barbarian'. Don't you think this name is more beautiful than Viking?" Sidlifa said, "But it doesn't matter. The audience of the arena is fickle. If you stay here for a long time, unless you can kill multiple people in every match, there will be no chance for the host to mention your nickname."

"The next game will be the Green Team, right?" Ask asked.

"Yes. The day before yesterday, the day before yesterday, and yesterday, they have defended the Gladiator Gold Cup for three consecutive days." Sidlifa said, "Do you know why the Blue Team was so weak this morning? Because all the old members of the original Blue Team were killed by the Green Team, and only the leader Polar Bear surrendered and survived. Haha, it is still very important to surrender at the right time."

"By the way, the members of the Green Team are all Northerners who were eliminated from the Valancia Shield Guard." Sidlifa sharpened the axe and stroked the blade with her fingers. "Don't underestimate them just because they were eliminated."

"In that case, let's try a different strategy after the fight begins." Ask said after a moment's silence.

"What kind of fighting style?" Sidlifa asked curiously.

"Play cooperatively." Ask said.

Soon, the final whistle of the fight sounded. At the other end of the training ground, Theotis and the red team members were also ready to go. Unlike the previous two times, they did not cast malicious glances at Ask, but just kept cold faces.

It seems that the green team, which they will face in the end, also brings them a lot of pressure.

Everyone filed out of the underground passage and came to the arena. The members of the opposite green team had also arrived. As expected, they were all tall and strong Norman men from the North, holding two-handed swords or giant axes, and their arms alone were as thick as Ask's calves.

"I understand why you suggested a coordinated fight." Sidlifa sighed, "Any one of these guys can defeat me in a one-on-one fight."

Ask laughed. His suggestion was not because he couldn't beat her in a one-on-one fight, but because he wanted to see how well Sidlifa was able to cooperate with the team.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Today's final fight begins!" The host's commentary style seemed to be more restrained and serious, no longer as vulgar and nonsensical as the previous two fights. "The one wearing the green robe is our defending champion, the Geats from Scandia in the far north! Their bravery and savagery do not need more rhetoric to describe. I can only say one word, that is 'Beowulf'."

"Beowulf", a famous epic film trilogy, features Beowulf, the legendary leader of the Northern Geat tribe, who is widely known for his heroic battles and killing monsters.