Oracle of Terra

"Didn't it mean that I can stay in shape without exercising, so why should I get sweaty?"

"Cultivate interpersonal relationships. After all, everyone around you is keen on training and exercising. There are very few people like you who are keen on being lazy, or are there none?"

"Okay, okay, I will find time to help them train, but don't let me get involved with the knight competition, I still have some psychological shadows."

"I know, it's because of this that I removed you from the list of personnel arrangements. After all, in a sense, you are also a competitive knight."

"Don't make me recall that, really."

Xindreya had an expression of not being able to look back on the past. Obviously, she did have some thoughts about not wanting to recall those things in terms of knight competition.

Especially that damn cavalier!

If she could see her again, she would definitely give him a good beating.

Although it was her own fault to think logically, it would make her feel better that way.

566. The Fourth Battle Begins

"Hey, I was called up early in the morning. It seems that I am a bit lazy in Casimir."

Rubbing the somewhat messy hair, W looked sleepily at the team members who had already assembled the team. Besides her, there was also the guy Muyan, and the elite recruited from the old man of the Patriots. Well, in terms of management, it is still He will listen to his own command. After all, apart from the work of the task force, he has also cooperated many times in cleaning up some old nobles and dangerous infected creatures. Some of W's command abilities must be worthy of the trust of these veterans.

It's just that her character, which can be said to be a typical Sarkaz, is not very flattering. The Sarkaz who followed the veteran of Bodrokas had already engraved discipline and perseverance into their bones, and those freedom The mercenaries who are used to it are far from each other.

"Maybe you should be more serious."

A Sarkaz veteran looked helpless when he saw W just waking up.

"Yes, yes, you still have to be trained in the morning. Let me tell you, why are you so serious? It's a small game. It doesn't make any difference whether you win or lose. If you lose, you can do a review and work harder next time."

W, who doesn't want to give good looks to her compatriots, showed that iconic sly smile. Although this expression will always cause displeasure to others, those who are familiar with her can understand this Bomber girl's usual style, and don't like it. will be irritated by it.

"Then I hope you don't get too high during the competition."

With a consistent style, these Sarkaz veterans are also used to the fiery temper hidden behind that stinky mouth.

"Oh, let's talk about it when the time comes. I'm used to tossing about those girls, but I don't have anything new about this competition. Or is there any plot for the veterans of Ursus to fight against Kasimir?"

"You can't understand our thoughts, W, if you try to provoke us, please forgive me."

"Indeed, a young man like me can't understand the feeling of forming an alliance with a former enemy on the battlefield, but the old man doesn't seem to have any expression."

"With Mr. Telles as an intermediary, the captain will not have any ideas."

Even if they were promoted, these veterans still didn’t plan to change their name to the old Captain Wendigo, and Telles also said one by one Mr. Captain and didn’t change his name. As for the captain himself, I’m afraid he didn’t have much idea about promotion. Because in essence, they are more like the private army of the Duke of Sochi. Although they are a regular army, the priority of orders is still on the young leader.

"Ah yes."

When it comes to old antiques, W doesn't want to talk about anything.

"Don't you have anything to say? Mudstone looks like a stone man."

"No."

The quiet girl did not speak, and her dull voice appeared very stable under the protective clothing. Compared with W, who has a fiery personality and a bad voice, Muyan has won more favor and high scores in the hearts of these veterans. The crazy woman leader of the Sarkaz troops, that mud rock is probably the model Sarkaz soldier that everyone wants to admire.

"It's boring, everyone is here, let's go?"

"Indeed, everyone is here, but since we are all in the same place, don't be so anxious, we can just walk together."

"......................"

Feeling the palms moving restlessly from his arms to his shoulders, W curled his lips.

"You are here, I thought you were asleep."

"That can't be helped. I chatted with someone for a long time yesterday. I was in a good mood and got enough sleep. No one came to me for fun, so I was still full of energy in the morning."

"Oh."

W slapped away the hand that almost started to take advantage of the public, and looked at the smiling man in sunglasses behind her.

Of course, a certain person didn't make any progress after being slapped, and coughed twice under the usual gazes of veterans.

"Then, as the manager and team leader coach of the Sarkaz mixed force, I hope everyone will wait here for our opponents in the next battle, and then take the transport bus over there together, no problem?"

"no problem."

Muyan answered Telles briefly. As for the veterans, naturally they would not say much. These Sarkaz people are very different from those young people who would point fingers at Telles' notoriety. They are people who can be admired by the captain. , that is naturally not ordinary, and they have witnessed the pace of this man who has changed Sochi and Ursus all the way, and no one will have many personal opinions on him.

"You still remember your management of the Sarkaz people."

W narrowed his eyes, this iron rotten man who passed out in the tavern every now and then seems to have completely forgotten that under the identity of the Duke's staff, he still has the job of the head of the Sarkaz army, although most of this work is given to W In management, but the Sarkaz people who are still in Sochi have established a sense of belonging to the city because of integrating into the environment and rebuilding the city. After all, for the Sarkaz people, any place can be a place of rest .

"It's work to temper the backwardness, and it's mainly to establish the prestige of my lovely disciple?"

"Why are you using interrogative sentences here?"

W only thinks that this person is simply lazy.

"Well, here they come, but the early bird gets the worm, and maybe you'll win today."

"Isn't it all in your expectation, it doesn't matter who wins."

"No, there is still a difference. At least I didn't expect the competitive knight to win. I think Ms. Saria and the blood knight should both win the game, but I didn't expect that girl Sonia to fight the nightmare knight alone on a whim. Pick, alas, the world is unpredictable."

"Then I don't think those girls will make such a spur-of-the-moment mistake."

Anyway, during the period of being a coach, W has put into their bodies the fact that personal heroism is not common. After all, whoever engages in personal heroism will be directly sent down by her. The best The only way is to work as a team to tide over the difficulties. They will appear extremely weak when dealing with absolute strong opponents alone.

"Maybe."

Patting W on the shoulder, Telles walked up to the girls in the red pine forest with a smile on his face.

"Good morning, good morning. Seeing that everyone is full of energy, I just think that today is a good game."

"Hey, did you get up so early today?"

Like W, Sona also looked at Telles with some surprises. After all, the drivers and the others thought that this man had a weird schedule. Sometimes they watched him get up in the middle of the night and run to the cafeteria to get food. I just watched him wandering to the training ground in unlined clothes and pointing fingers, but I never saw him in the early morning...ah no, sometimes I watched him run back to the room to sleep in the early morning.

So Sona was really surprised to see someone getting up early in all seriousness.

"I always feel that you have misunderstood me."

"I think your schedule is a mystery, Telles."

"You can just say that my schedule is messed up. During this period of time, I get up very early every game, but today I have to lead the team, so I came here."

"Oh."

Obviously, Sona didn't believe it.

"If you don't believe me, it's true."

"So the Sarkaz over there by Instructor W is our opponent today? It looks so strong."

To be honest, the aura of the Sarkaz veterans in armor gathered around W made Sona and the others swallow their saliva. They are similar to those silver spear horses and warrior knights. These guys can be said to be real guys. what.

"Indeed, these guys are all masters."

Margaret, who has stayed in Sochi for several years, is naturally very familiar with these Sarkaz veterans. Even if there was antagonism between Casimir and Ursas in the past, Margaret Linguang is still a An admirable young man, if it weren't for her Kasimirian identity, perhaps she would be as popular as Mudstone in the eyes of veterans.

After all, no one hates serious and hardworking people.

"So sister, who are these people?"

"Probably a veteran of the Kau War."

"Isn't that the same as Uncle Lime and uncles, have we fought?"

"Have confidence in yourself, Maria, it's not like we haven't become stronger."

"Ok."

Maybe it was because of [Shopenos] and the victory after the opening match against the competitive knights, Maria couldn't help but build up her self-confidence.

But looking at the group of ferocious Sarkaz veterans, she did still feel some pressure.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, you will be beaten to death today."

Naturally, W will not give up the opportunity to throw trash talk before the battle, which also makes the girls in the Red Pine Forest feel a little uncomfortable under the pressure of this Sarkaz female mercenary. The main goal of the lady's tossing, among other things, at least in dealing with explosives and some traps, their growth has also achieved a qualitative leap.

"Then we still have to show off the skills we learned from the instructor."

"Oh, then I'll look forward to it a little bit, you guys come on."

After finishing speaking, W returned to the team, and the others obviously didn't intend to communicate too much. As for the mudstone in the protective suit, they didn't know the form of the Sarkaz girl's heavy armor at all, and they were full of doubts.

"Hey, Sona, who is that thickly dressed one?"

"That's mudstone."

And the words of Margaret who knew the mud rock made Aivona stunned for a moment.

"Who?"

"Sister Muyan, the one who taught you how to make clay pots last time."

"????"

Maria's reminder made several Casimir's infected knights look puzzled. After all, the beautiful Sarkaz girls who taught them to make some handicrafts and gadgets last time, they remember clearly, but the one in front of them It looks like it's going to suffocate people's protective clothing...

"real or fake?"

With such doubts, everyone got on the bus, and while chatting in the car, they also confirmed that the person in thick protective clothing was really mud rock.

——It’s still the Flaming Blade Arena

"Ladies and gentlemen! Now is the first day of the second week of competition! Regarding the schedule, due to the popularity of the recent celebrations and security issues, the arrangement of the competition has also been slightly extended. Safety first, I hope you will not Forget about personal safety and cause a brawl like the first day, if you don’t want to miss the wonderful game in the prison! Then don’t talk nonsense! Today’s game is against Sass from our new friend Ursus of Casimir The Khazis are a mixed force. Perhaps the first thing people think of when mentioning the Sarkaz is the scornful name of the Mozu, but what I can tell you here is that these Sarkaz are the same as the Duke Tallulah. The heroes who saved Sochi from the dangerous wizards of Letania are like there are despicable competitive knights, and there are infected ones as noble as the champion Blood Knight! Among the demons... no, among the Sarkaz There are also many good people, I hope everyone will not watch today's game with prejudice."

Big Mouth Mobu was reading a speech written by someone. To be honest, he didn’t know whether the Sarkaz people were good or not, but he was doing things with money, so it’s okay to publicize them. Anyway, he used to give lectures against his conscience. What's more, he has heard the rumors that the Sarkaz doctors helped the suffering during the previous blackout, not to mention that the Sarkaz is still one of the main forces under the Duke of the Infected.

"Then let's introduce the entry team! First of all, the red team! The Sarkaz troops from Ursus! The team—the guerrillas!"

"I remember you aren't shield guards? Although you didn't wear a shield today."

"Do you want to say that we have no fighting power without shields?"

Several veterans looked helplessly at W who seemed to be disgusted with something.

"That's not true, but to be honest, I think the shield can give me more room to play."

"It's okay, I'm here."

Mu Yan's words made W raise his eyebrows.

"I hope your ability is as good as the craft you learned, have you not regressed?"

"No."

The surrounding bricks and stones seemed to prove that her Originium skills were still fierce. As for those Sarkaz shield guards who gave up their shields to join this team, they sighed.

To be honest, they felt that Mu Yan's words just now somehow seemed to be ignoring their roles.

"Get ready."

W didn't say anything more, took out his modified weapon within the prescribed lethality, and led into the arena.

"Then came our new arena star from Casimir, who gave us the champion of the exciting opening match on the first day! Yao Knight and her team of Infected Knights——Korea Pine Forest!"

--Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

The resounding cheers in the arena made W roll his eyes. This huge gap is indeed the taste of an away game, although she doesn't care too much.

"You are really popular, Yao Knight, I really don't know what the disappointed expressions of these audiences will be after they beat her up."

"I think you'd better not forget that we're all in this together."

Despite the grievances with Casimir, it has to be admitted that Yao Knight Margaret Linguang is indeed a good partner in the cause of the infected in Sochi.

"That doesn't stop me from beating her violently."

Although W didn't realize it at all, although their strength is abundant, they may be a little too single.

However, as the opening bell rang, the fourth match of the championship also started.

567. Lost!

"It's started, it's started."