Chapter 689
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Ever since the Blood Duke started playing Holy Spirit, he could no longer say 'what's so fun about Holy Spirit'.
No matter how unpleasant his first round of Holy Spirit was, the Blood Duke had no intention of giving up. The only thing he could do was to become stronger and teach that rude young man a lesson!
"A Sacred Spirit's competition … will there really be humans willing to watch?"
This was the Blood Duke's question. Holy Spirit wasn't like a duel between knights. Normal people would never be able to come into contact with horse racing, and it was a very dangerous activity.
Therefore, if civilians were interested in it, they could only watch the relevant tournaments.
If a Norland commoner wanted to play with a Holy Spirit, he only needed to pay five gold coins.
The Blood Duke had never investigated the value of Noland currency, but from the discussions on the spellcasters' forums, any slightly wealthy civilian could buy a regular copy of Warcraft.
The Magic Net was a very cheap form of entertainment. Therefore, why would people who were interested in Holy Spirit not compete in the Holy Spirit Battleground themselves, but spend money to watch other people compete?
"Of course people would. The competitors this time are enough to attract the attention of the entire world."
Josh logged into the Warcraft Tournament and checked the Holy Spirit Stairway Ranking. Freya's name was ranked first with a high score of 6200 points.
It could be said that he was the undisputed king of the Holy Spirit Battlefield. The second player on the leaderboard was White Day. Josh wasn't too familiar with this player, but from the third place onwards, the entire leaderboard was dominated by two formatted names.
In third place was Silverfrost Fox Molenslo, and in fourth place was Iron Forger Klass.
The names of the players on the leaderboard were all prefixed with these two names. The only one that stood out was Thunder Crystal, which was ranked seventh.
Josiah knew who these people were, so Thunder Crystal should also belong to Silverfrost Fox's faction.
"These are …"
The Blood Duke looked at the neatly arranged names on the leaderboard. It couldn't be a coincidence no matter how he looked at it.
"The teams from the Iron Nation and the Land of Frost, or rather, the armies … they are already on the leaderboard."
Josiah swiped on the Holy Ghost's Celestial Stairway Leaderboard. Josiah could check the records of the top 50 players on the Celestial Stairway. Among the top 50 players, Ironforger and Silverfrost Fox could be seen in the top 30.
Among the 50 players, Josiah saw other names with prefixes, such as Breaker and Scarlet Viper.
"Silverfrost Fox Family, isn't that one of the eight great families of the Land of Frost?"
Even though the Blood Duke resided in the Elder Devil Realm for many years, he was well aware of everything that was going on in the outside world.
"That's right. These players belong to the Silverfrost Fox Family of the Land of Frost. However, from the way they are called on the Weave, they should be called Knights."
Josiah had seen a few threads discussing the players with the prefix names on the leaderboard of the Holy Ghost Stairway. In the threads, they called these players Paladins.
However, Josiah preferred to call them professional players.
"The Silverfrost Fox Family actually trains people to play Holy Ghost? And Ironforger … "The Blood Duke fell into deep thought when he saw the prefix.
It was only when a minion walked up to the Blood Duke and whispered a few words that the Blood Duke recalled the origin of the name Ironforger.
"The Iron Nation's Queen's Paladin?" The Blood Duke asked Josiah. "That Queen is also training professional Holy Ghost players?"
"Noland's Holy Ghost competition is based on nations. It has already been held once … The Iron Nation suffered a crushing defeat to the Land of Frost in the previous competition. That Queen is probably still thinking about it."
After saying that, Josh turned to look at the vassals behind the Blood Duke.
"That's why Fuya will also represent the Elder Devil Realm."
"They're betting on their country's honor?" The Blood Duke quickly understood what Josiah meant. "I'm looking forward to the day of the competition."
Just from the importance of the Iron Nation and the Land of Frost, the Blood Duke was sure that this was an important competition that the entire human world would be watching.
With Josiah's ability to spread information through the Weave, the audience at the venue would not be the only ones who would be able to watch this competition!
"But before we participate, we still have to form a team."
After seeing that the Blood Duke was no longer in a hurry to let Fuya appear on the Weave, Josiah turned his attention to the Blood Clan's minion in front of him.
Josiah did not intend to win the next Holy Ghost competition. He only needed Fuya to appear on the stage.
With a mere glance from the Blood Duke, the minion obediently walked in front of Josiah, ready to be inspected by the third prince.
But before that, Josiah had to reply to the messages in the text message.
One of them was from the Dark Elf, "I'm already on my way. Your Highness Josiah, please keep that High Elf away from Fuya!"
The scene on the live broadcast had agitated the Dark Elf, who was obsessed with Fuya. No matter how many times Josiah messaged her, she insisted on returning to the Elder Devil Realm.
Another message came from Dorothy. After learning that Fuya was Josiah's sister, she saw the live broadcast and sent a message asking if Fuya was alright.
Nothing. Speaking of which … How's your internet cafe going?
Josiah had not paid attention to this lady in a long time. The situation in the Iron Nation seemed to be very turbulent recently.
It's always been good, but more and more people have come recently. I'm thinking about expanding …
Seeing this message, Josiah was about to reply when another message popped up.
I have something to do, so I'm going offline.
This reply was no different from "I'm going to take a shower." Josiah glanced at Hiri, who was silently browsing the Magic Net in the distance.
She had been obedient ever since she entered the hall …
"Let's use the most direct method. Tell me all your points on the Celestial Stairway, and I'll arrange what you should do next."
Josiah did not know how to nurture professional players, nor did he have any experience in this area. More importantly, Josiah was extremely sleepy.
So, Josiah planned to find a place to hug Hiri to sleep after choosing all the team members.
The highest score among the Blood Duke's minion was only 4,300 points. This was already considered an expert among ordinary players at the current stage.
"Your Highness Josiah … I know a watcher who has more than 5,000 points," Pester suddenly said.
When she reported this news, she looked at the silent Cersei nervously.
The watchers were an organization directly under Cersei. If Cersei were to find out that someone in her organization spent so much time on a game …
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