Even in the sealed base, it is still as bright as day. The lighting equipment is fully activated and the radiance of the Mage Tower illuminates the surroundings.
But at this moment, on a flat ground, something that doesn't fit the current era is happening.
"Handball, handball in the penalty area! Referee, this is a penalty, it is definitely a penalty! Damn it, ignoring me, did you take bribes again! "
Deere is filled with resentment. If such an obvious handball in the penalty area isn't awarded, how can the ball be played?
"Ha, to actually dare to roar at the referee, red handkerchief (unable to find a substitute for a red card)!"
The gleeful Yingou takes out an old handkerchief painted red from his pocket and waves it at Deere.
"Friendship comes first, victory comes second. What a despicable player, but what a fair referee this is. Praise you, fair Gnome referee. " Beifeng says calmly. But if he isn't the one who committed the handball offense, his words might be more convincing.
Deere flies into a rage. He takes out his staff and is about to start a fight, but he is held back by his teammates.
"It is normal for a Gnome to take bribes, but it would be abnormal if he doesn't. If he takes bribes, we won't have to worry about being extorted. Besides, you should know how black-hearted that Yingou fellow is. Since he took bribes, he is already shameless. If you argue with him, he might just make use of this opportunity to send more of our teammates off the field. If that happens, we will really lose everything. "
"Didn't you say that we are going to give money as well? Why is he even more black-hearted today? "
"That, we gave 2000 gold coins, while the Country of Gentlemen football team (abbreviated as the national football team) gave 6000 gold coins. How do you think the greedy Gnome will award us?"
"Then why did Lord allow that Gnome to be the referee? Isn't it better to get a fair one? "
"I asked Lord as well. Lord Roland said that the Gnomes have short legs and both teams don't want them, so they can't play football. It's fine if you don't want them to be referees as long as they are players. Are you willing to accept a player whose ball is higher than their knees? "
"… Actually, they can try being the goalkeeper. Oh, forget it, it would be a joke."
"Hehe, indeed. That's even more ridiculous. You can't even touch the ball when you jump."
In any case, it's just entertainment. Even if they lose, they would just have to help out with the household chores. The two of them are amused by their own words, but they don't pursue the matter any further. On the other hand, the faces of Yingou, Kabala and the other Goblins turn uglier and angrier as they listen to the story.
"Insulting the referee! Red handkerchief, you are to be punished! "
"Red handkerchief my ass, we're off stage! Is there any penalty for chatting in football? "
Yep, you didn't see wrongly. This is a soccer match between the Law and Donglan Principality United (Team France) and the Liberty Gentlemen Country Soccer Team (Team France). You didn't see wrongly either. I came up with this nickname, and I just wanted to use this opportunity to vent the resentment that has been building up in my heart for many years.
It has already been a month since we were trapped in the base. Even though we have sufficient food and water, the long period of indoor confinement makes them, who are used to freedom, feel uncomfortable. Their morale and mental state are extremely low. At this moment, it is time for sports to vent their excess energy.
Thus, I 'invented' soccer, basketball, badminton and other ball games. However, it is a pity that the only one that is accepted by the masses is soccer, which has the highest difficulty. After all, basketball relies too much on talent. Furthermore, the differences between the various races are too great, making it impossible for them to play together.
For example, basketball is bound to have collisions. Due to the superiority of the powerful melee races, the Giants have to lower their heads and dunk. The Goblins and Dwarves can't even see the basket when they raise their heads. Soccer is accepted by the masses, just that everyone isn't used to using their feet to kick the ball. Thus, they are still on the same level.
But even so, messy situations kept happening.
"The heck, Beifeng, you are addicted to playing. Can't you just use your feet to kick the ball obediently!"
The seemingly honest man said with a smile.
"But the rules allow other parts of the body other than the hands to kick the ball. The tail is completely in line with the rules. Why don't you use your tail as well?"
Beifeng smiles foolishly, his face filled with astonishment. He seems to be wondering why the other party doesn't use his tail.
"I am a human, why would I have an X tail! You #% …% ¥%! "How many unlucky fellows have been angered to the point of being scolded by the captain of the national soccer team, Beifeng.Herault?
Alright, it is basically the same rhythm. Obviously, copying the rules of the human soccer matches isn't suitable for the other races. There are all sorts of bugs in the game.
But should I say that the name 'national soccer team' is used well? The national soccer team led by Beifeng is basically an expert at finding bugs and loopholes. They have all sorts of tricks up their sleeves, acting shamelessly both on and off the field.
The two teams have fought for more than 30 matches, and the French team has only won 5 matches. The rest of the matches have all been won by the national soccer team.
Of course, the bugs that appear in this match will be fixed before the match ends. However, from a certain standpoint, it is forcing the French team, who have too few people, to continuously find loopholes in the rules.
"Insulting your opponent, red handkerchief!"
The Goblin who has collected enough money is indeed very responsible. He immediately grabs the opportunity to send his opponent off the field.
Alright, at the very least, he is the third unlucky fellow to be sent off the field today. The situation has become 11 against 19.
What, the number of people isn't right? At the start, it was still 11 against 11. However, this group of Gentlemen is too ferocious. Without twice the number of people, it is impossible to fight them. Even so, under all sorts of dirty tricks, the French team only managed to win a few matches, while the national soccer team continues to win.
What? Am I fantasizing about it? After so many years, every time I watch the national soccer match, it feels like I am suffering. Since I am in another world, can't I just fantasize about it for a few days?
Sigh, the national soccer team will only be able to enter the World Cup once again. I don't expect to win, let's just be happy with a draw.
"You want to win? In your next life! "
Just as I am fantasizing about it, the rough voice of the dwarf Lomons forces me back to the cruel reality.
Thus, I start to take revenge without hesitation.
"Snow Breath Ice Wall!"
The ice sword stabs into the ground. An ice wall appears in front of Lomons, who is dribbling the ball. Then, he crashes into the wall with a bang. The dragonskin ball smashes into his face and he falls heavily to the ground.
The rules that I set do prohibit direct attacks and hindering the opponent, but it doesn't prohibit the creation of a wall on the ground. Furthermore, the opponent that I am dealing with isn't my opponent at all.
"Bastard Roland, we're on the same side! Why did you screw me over! "
Perhaps it is because of this dwarf's ridiculously sturdy body that allows Lomons to overcome the disadvantage of being a short-legged race and become a member of the team.
What he shouted is the most frustrating thing to me.
I clearly wanted to join the human side, but why do they say that I must join the Gentlemen side? Furthermore, in order to restrict my movements and prevent me from using dirty tricks, they force me to be a goalkeeper that can't be moved easily. Could it be that before I am a human, I am a Gentleman?
"That, it wasn't me. Look at the opposing team's Renée, she is also an Aurora Knight, so it must be them."
"What nonsense are you spouting! How could that lass Renée be as sinister as you? You even had to create a three-section wall, customizing the shape of the stairs according to the height. First, you hit my knees, then my stomach, and finally my head! This old man's waist, it hurts so much, I … "
Just as the national team's teammates are arguing, the ball that fell to the ground is picked up by the striker, Casio. In an instant, the faces of the opposing French team tenses up.
Recently, the rules have been constantly changing and all sorts of supernatural and racial talents have been restricted. However, there is one thing that cannot be restricted, and that is the four-legged Casio.
The Centaur, who moves like the wind, is a true ranger and ace marksman. In order to restrict him, the French team sent out the Knight Regiment once again, forcefully changing the football into a polo.
However, it is obvious that this kind of illegal strategy is too unfair to others. Thus, after a victory, the mounted strategy was tragically changed.
However, it is a pity that it is impossible to achieve an absolute balance. Regardless of whether Casio can run faster than a warhorse, it is impossible for us to request the Centaur to walk on two hind legs.
At this moment, Casio is displaying his prowess as a ball king. With just a few feints from his side, he is able to shake off the opponent's defenders with his high-speed movements. He is about to enter the shooting range and score a goal easily.
"AHHHHHH!"
Youngsters really can't resist praising. Just as he finished speaking, he stumbles and falls to the ground.
"That bastard dug a trap for the horse! There are actually horse tripping ropes, you guys are too vicious! Do you think this is a battlefield? Where is your sportsmanship? "
Watching from the back of the field, I touch my nose and don't say a word. It seems that I remembered it when we were chatting last night, so I mentioned it to Renée. I didn't think that they would really do it.
"Looks like rule 643 has been confirmed. You are not allowed to tamper with the field before the match."
Every match, there are 40 to 50 new ways to cheat. The current football rules are as thick as a phone book. I reckon that if they continue messing around like this, when the final version of the rules is confirmed, just the rule book alone will fill up a bookshelf.
"Heh, when the time comes for the new players to go on the field, they will first have to take a written examination of the rules. If they don't score 60 points, they are not allowed to go on the field. After the written examination, they will be tested on the field. They will have to dribble the ball, turn the corner, scheme, etc. If they don't pass the examination, they can forget about killing the instructor. After that, they will give you a C photo. If you don't die in football for ten years, they will give you a B photo. If you are a superstar, they can give you an A photo. "
Of course, I can simply and crudely stipulate what they can only do, but that would be meaningless. In any case, it is entertainment. This kind of lively messing around is more interesting.
Furthermore, it seems that they have long treated this football competition as a brainstorm, thinking of all sorts of ways to deal dirty tricks to their opponents as the way to win. What was originally a pure physical exercise has now become a comprehensive competition where both physical and mental strength are equal. I can't wait to see how the football in this other world will develop.
"No matter what it will become in the end, at least it will be better than that killer tennis ball and killer soldiers."
Thinking of the two failed attempts, I break out in a cold sweat. I have stipulated what they can only do in those two events and sealed off most of the loopholes. But in the end, the football competition developed in a strange direction.
"Since I can only serve according to the rules, I will swing my racket with all my strength. Take this, human and pet as one, White Whale serve! "
The swing of the young Aurora Knight is very elegant. The swing of the Snow Giant after transforming is very powerful. However, looking at the tennis ball that shatters steel on the spot, if it isn't for the fact that it is off the mark, someone might have died on the spot.
"Hmph, it is time to show you my true skills. Take this, Vanishing Magic Ball! Out of the millions of golden balls, only one is real! "
Golden Ball your sister! It is obviously a Gold-ranked Bow and Multi Arrow. What do you mean by only one of them is real? What is with the tennis balls that litter the ground after the ball lands! Casio, make it disappear for me!
"Take this, the blade slashes the flesh, the heart slashes the soul, Razor serve!"
Do you think that just because you say that it is a razor, it is a razor! Where are your balls? I can only see the Sword Qi! Just because you use your racket to throw the Sword Qi, others can't see it. I know this move as well. Take this, Whirlwind Chop serve, let's see if you die or not!
It is fortunate that the balls are specially made from dragon skin. Otherwise, they would have long been smashed into smithereens by their brute force. Very quickly, no one plays these two games anymore. After all, other than those few perverts, everyone still treasures their lives.
After that, I summed up the lesson. Due to the rigid rules, I can only increase my strength when serving and receiving the ball. In the end, each ball is heavier than the one before, and each ball is stranger than the one before. In the end, it is only a matter of time before someone dies.
"Let's forget about the killer tennis ball. It should be safer for the players and spectators to shift our attention to how to cheat. "
However, reality has already proven that safety is relative. If one is forced into a corner, there will be Nash's Tooth, Malone's Elbow, Suarez's Tooth, Suarez's Hand, and so on. However, no matter what happens, at the very least, everyone loves to play. This shows that this strange football game still has a future.
"Who knows, if it were to spread to the Mage Country, there would be a group of Mages riding on brooms and playing basketball in the air. Then, there would be someone in charge of hitting the opponent down from the broom. Hm? There seems to be such a thing in my memory. It was invented by a Mage from another world. I think it's called … Quidditch! "
While I was searching through my memories and spacing out, the French team picked up the ball and passed it in front of us. Then, a Knight powerfully volleyed the ball.
"Snow Breath Wall of Ice!"
The ice sword descended, and the entire front of the goal was blocked by an ice wall. The French team's shot was unable to enter the ice wall at all and was directly deflected by the ice wall.
It was obvious that this was cheating. This method of piling up obstacles in front of the goal would definitely be banned in the future, and it could only be used once.
"Rule 644: You are not allowed to tamper with the field's terrain during the match. Damn it, there's one less loophole for me to take advantage of. "
While I was smiling at my dejected enemies and destroying their confidence, I was feeling depressed that it was getting harder and harder to find loopholes. In the next second, a sudden thunderstorm shattered all of my ice walls.
"Snow Breath Wall of Ice is a fourth-circle spell. He doesn't have much magic power, so he can only cast it a few times. Don't be discouraged, everyone. Continue! "
Kolos's shout immediately boosted the morale of the entire team. However, I frowned. Of course, it wasn't because of the group of youngsters who were charging madly in front of me.
"Rule 645: The spectators are not allowed to interfere in the situation of the match. Even the cheerleaders are here to help, this is too much. "
Kolos, who was wearing a short skirt, was pushed to the position of cheerleader by the crowd. However, she had always wanted to be on the field.
At this moment, Renée, who was dribbling the ball, was already in front of me. However, I didn't have any intention of stopping her.
"Ouch! It hurts! My tail is bent from the impact! "
Yes, the reason why I wasn't worried at all was because of my gold medal defender — Beifeng.Herault.
With him around, breaking through the goal wasn't a strenuous task. The first thing you have to deal with is the endless underhanded tricks beneath his thick skin.
This time, I only stepped on his tail (I realized that he intentionally extended his tail to the feet of others). This fellow just laid on the field and pretended to be injured, then …
"Red handkerchief!" How could Yingou, who had been bribed, miss this opportunity? A red handkerchief turned the situation around once again.
The presence of this referee was simply too strong. The boos from the side of the field resounded through the clouds.
"Rule 646: If one side strongly disagrees, through the votes of the audience, the referee will be allowed to be replaced."
While both sides were messing around, the match was already nearing its end. The national team was leading 30-9 (You didn't see it wrong, it is much easier to score a goal like this than in a normal match.)
"It's time to end it. If we don't end it soon, the French team's goal tally would reach double digits."
"Referee, let's make a substitution! I'll go down, let Grimm go up! "
Just as he said that, the field which was still in an uproar just a moment ago turned silent. Then, the moment a tall figure stepped onto the field, the surrounding spectators collectively took a few steps back.
After all, his appearance on the field a week ago was simply too shocking.
At that time, I shouted "This is the crucial moment, everyone go up together and get rid of them". That fellow actually pressed a button on the spot. Then, "Boom", "Boom", the entire field and all the players on it were sent flying.
Although he controlled the gunpowder very well and almost no one was injured, the chili powder and pepper were not easy to deal with.
After the smoke lingered, many people had red and swollen eyes and coughed for two to three days. At that time, Grimm was beaten into a pig's head and was immediately demoted from a main player to a substitute.
Afterwards, I found out that because I mentioned that the field was like a battlefield and that we had to be prepared in advance, that fellow actually used it as a battlefield.
The night before, he dug a hole in the field and arranged 900 small goblin bombs evenly on the field. As a result, the explosion design was ingenious. Although no one was seriously injured, it was inevitable that the match would be suspended for three days. Even many spectators were caught up in it.
Although the use of explosives on the field was now prohibited, everyone was reminded of the previous tragedy when they saw his towering figure. It was still fresh in their memories.
"Grimm, I'll leave it to you. Get rid of them!"
Grimm replaced me. My large body might be suitable for the goalkeeper position, but in reality, Grimm doesn't even know how to defend a goal. I didn't ask him to go up to be the goalkeeper. Right now, my main goal is to quickly find a safe place to escape.
"Don't worry, everyone. This time, I didn't bring any explosives …"
"Boom!"
This lie only lasted for two seconds before the unlucky Deere was directly blown away.
"Boom!"
The second bomb actually landed in the spectator stands. This time, the spectators had no interest in watching the match and immediately scattered. The players didn't just stand there stupidly. Amidst the rumbling explosions and the background of the players flying around, the match ended prematurely as usual.
The next day, this kind of dramatic match ending was still a hot topic among everyone. The figure of the sinner hanging upside down on the field became the target of everyone's disdain.
"Hmph, it's all that bastard's fault. I lost everything."
"What did you bet? The French team won? Then you really deserved to lose. "
"No, the national team is too shameless. As long as dirty tricks are allowed, the French team can't win even if they have twice the number of players. I only bet that the French team will score more than ten goals in the end."
"I also bet that. It was so close. It was just one goal short. What a pity! But it seems that a lot of people chose that, and they were all furious. "
"Hmph, you guys don't understand. The target of my bet this time was the ball game being blown up by Grimm, and I got it! The odds are 10 times. "
"Damn, you can even guess that. You're too good. But can such a bet be made? "
"Not to mention, there is also the 'Teeth of Suarez' bet option. As long as someone bites on the field, it's considered a win. Someone bet on it last time. This time, I also bet on that, but unfortunately, I didn't get it. "
"Amazing. You dared to bet on it with such a small probability, and you even got it. But this time, the stadium explosion only gave you ten times the return. Surprisingly, it's a bit low. "
"Yeah, it seems like there's another guy who placed a huge bet on this option. I think he even bet on 'France's team will end in an explosion within ten goals'. He alone swept away 90% of the bets, which was why the odds were lowered …"
In a dark room, the lucky man who made a big bet looked at the mountain of gold coins in front of him and laughed proudly.
"Stop laughing, it's time to split the loot!"
I looked around. As my partners, Yingou, Beifeng and Renée were all here. Their eyes were filled with a thirst for profit.
"Yingou, yours, one-fifth. You have worked hard on preparing the explosion and refereeing."
Yingou laughed heartily as he kept his money pouch. To Goblins, there was nothing more delightful than counting gold coins.
"Let's continue working together next time, let's earn big money together!"
I nodded my head with a smile, but I didn't intend to tell him that due to his excessive actions on the field, he was stripped of his refereeing rights. The next referee to split the loot with me might very well be the Goblin Prince Kabala.
"Beifeng, yours, one-fifth. You did well on the field, but …"
"I know, I won't forget Brother Grimm who took the blame. As a boss, you must be loyal, otherwise, how can you convince the masses? Leave the rest to me, I will make sure that Brother Grimm is satisfied."
Although I didn't know when he became the publicly acknowledged boss of the Gentlemen, I still nodded my head. As long as it doesn't touch on my hobbies, from a certain perspective, the extremely cunning Beifeng is reliable and nimble. He is more trustworthy than anyone else.
"Renée, one-twentieth. Next time, you must be more serious when you fake the ball. That expression and action were too fake, you nearly saw through me, you know?"
"Big Brother Roland, didn't we agree on one-fifth?"
"Stupid, how can it be good for a child to have so much money? I will help you keep it safe and return it to you when you grow up."
"Oh, okay."
Perhaps it was because the princess was just playing around, she wasn't angry at all even though she was obviously cheated by Black Gold.
"Right, Big Brother Roland, Big Sister Kelly made a bet with me too?"
"Un?"
"She bet that you would definitely confiscate my portion, and she even bet on the reason that children shouldn't squander their money."
"Heh, she really understands me … Oh, no, is your Big Brother Roland that kind of person?"
Suddenly, I realized that something was wrong with the situation.
"Wait, how did Kelly know?"
"Hehe. You already said that your expression was too fake, so she found out. "Renée hits her head lightly with her small hand and playfully sticks out her tongue.
The moment she says that, Beifeng and Yingou grab their gold coins and intend to escape. However, the door to the room opens by itself.
"As expected! Lord, you, you are really unbelievable! When I first heard of it, I thought that someone was slandering you. How can you act like a fair and just God Envoy! "
Kolos' face is filled with dismay and shock, as though she is looking at her disappointing child walking on the wrong path.
"It wasn't easy for Momo to save up his fortune … It's you, bad Roland! But as long as Momo hugs little Rolo to sleep tonight, I will forget about it. Hehe, Momo promises that she won't do anything. Really! At the very most, she will only take off his clothes … "
That Momo, wipe off your saliva before saying those words. She won't do anything? I would be a fool if I believed you.
"Little Roland, hehe, to think that you would lead Renée astray. Have you forgotten about your Big Sister Kelly's methods? Big Sister Kelly definitely isn't venting her anger on him for losing money. "
That, Big Sister Kelly, I will compensate you for the amount you lost. Don't smile at me like that, it's scary.
"My armor, the Misilor Mithril Alloy Full Body Armor that I almost died for. Lord, can you return it to me?"
The door is already blocked by the furious debt collector. On the familiar face, there is also a familiar angry expression. Lowering my head, I ponder for a long while before speaking.
"You have to be rational when watching a match. Betting on matches will ruin your life. Also, humans die in pursuit of wealth as birds die in pursuit of food. You want me to refund your money? Right, Yingou and Beifeng are about to escape, so please don't let them off. Lastly, don't slap my face, I still have to meet someone tomorrow. "
【Rule 647, personnel related to the match are not allowed to participate in the organizing of matches; Rule 648, never allow the greedy Goblin to be the referee, and even more so, don't allow the cunning Roland to participate in the organizing of matches! Goblin and Roland are never allowed to participate in matches! — — By System】
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