All of a sudden, the crowd burst into action!
Amid the cheers of the onlookers, hundreds of people marched along Kingdom Avenue towards Longsong Stronghold like a surging tide. The police, who acted as referees and rescuers, also got on their bicycles and followed closely on both sides of the crowd. These unconventional Knight in uniforms and bright ribbons attracted the attention of many spectators.
The same scene also took place at the starting point of Longsong Area.
At the same time, more than 1,000 people, with the same purpose, strode towards the finish line — not to escape, nor to make a living, but to vent their energy without any scruples, regardless of the reward. This unconventional spectacle was destined to spread the name of Neverwinter to every corner of the continent.
The curtains of the first organized long-distance running competition in the history of mankind began in this new capital.
...
"Sister, why didn't you participate?" On the grandstand of the finishing line, Cole turned to look at Edith while Lance was leaning on the railing and yelling. "If it's just a competition of endurance, you should be able to get a place, right?"
Perhaps it was because he had brought Lance over from his father's place, Lance had been in a good mood recently. Not only did he answer every question he had, but he also avoided the price of being teased. Otherwise, he would never dare to disturb his sister with such trivial questions.
"Oh?" Edith squinted at him and said, "So what if I got a place?"
"Uh — but weren't you very keen on this kind of competition before?"
Cole thought, "Otherwise, she wouldn't have been called the Pearl of the Northern Region." In his eyes, his sister used to be a person with too much energy. During the day, she would fight with a group of Knight in full swing and defeat her peers single-handedly with a sword. The queue from Evernight Castle to the city gate could be formed. At night, she was the most dazzling flower in the banquet. She could drink with others and chat with them easily. Even Timothy could not forget her after seeing her once, which showed her charm.
Because she could be seen in most of the competitions and banquets in the Northern Region, she had become a household name in the region. In the past, she would never have missed this kind of celebration hosted by His Majesty.
"Because the family needed me to do that before." Edith shrugged. "If I don't expand the influence of the Kant family as soon as possible, my father won't be able to get the dukedom. Even if I have to act like a clown to attract the attention of those idiots and please them." She stopped and sneered. "You don't think I like doing that, do you?"
Cole could not help but feel a chill on his face.
"No, I just …"
"But now, I don't need to sweat in exchange for His Majesty's attention." Fortunately, His Majesty did not pursue the matter. "And … I'm not alone anymore."
Cole was taken aback. "Not … alone?"
Edith glanced at Lance who was making a fuss, then looked back at him. "I still have you guys, don't I?"
The chill instantly dissipated, and Cole subconsciously puffed out his chest. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
Edith just smiled and turned her eyes back to the high platform. "Work hard in the Administrative Office. That's the biggest help you can give me."
...
"Huff … huff." Guelz slowed down. "How... much more do we have to run?"
"The sign we passed just now is 14, which means we're only halfway there," Rohan said worriedly. "Father, are you alright? If you're out of breath, we can stop and rest for a while. There are still so many people behind us. "
As the race progressed, the crowd was quickly stretched into the shape of an arrow, and then a long line. Now, even the line could not be seen.
Obviously, it was not common to see people who could run for more than an hour without stopping. From the beginning until now, there were only a few contestants who could surpass them. At this pace, they should be able to finish the race smoothly, let alone get a good ranking.
Rohan was more worried about his father's health.
In fact, running was more laborious than crossing the desert. At least the former did not have a time limit. As long as they planned the route and ensured that they could get supplies from the oasis, they could eventually reach their destination step by step. However, running was different. To maintain a high speed, the consumption of physical strength would continue to increase, and his father had not done such strenuous exercise for a long time.
"You want to give up again?" Guelz glared at him. "Just because you're not the last one?"
"I..."
"If it were Lorgar, she wouldn't have said such words. When can you be like her, fighting with all your might for a goal and moving forward bravely? Have you never thought of beating everyone? "
In the past, Rohan would have chosen to remain silent. However, for some reason, he felt a sense of melancholy rising from the bottom of his heart, making his chest swell uncomfortably.
"How can I win?
Should I poison my sister's cup? Or should I tell the public that she has turned into a wolf?
Otherwise, how can I defeat a Divine Lady who has the power of three gods?
I can't even defeat the head guard of the family!
In order to stabilize the position of the number one clan in Iron Sand City, Wildflame must have sufficient combat strength. It was not surprising that Lorgar caught up and became the best heir in everyone's eyes. However, he chose to stay silent and avoid internal conflict. Wasn't that an action for the clan?
Why didn't you notice me?
Perhaps it was because this place was far away from the Southern Territory, or because he had been holding back for too long, or because his father's appearance was too strange, Rohan argued loudly for the first time. "I'm worried about your condition! If you weren't here, I would have run to the front! "
However, as soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it.
His words were simply mocking Rohan for dragging him down.
He twitched his mouth and wanted to say something to salvage the situation before his father flew into a rage. However, Guelz replied, "Then you can run alone."
"Father, I mean..." Rohan braced himself and turned his head. He expected to see his father's angry face, but he did not expect to see a smile at the corner of his mouth.
"This is the first time you've taken the initiative to reveal your thoughts, right?" Guelz sighed. "In fact, you're right. I'm really old. No matter how powerful I used to be, I can't change the influence of time." He paused. "In that case, don't worry about me. You're actually good at long-distance running, aren't you?"
Rohan was startled.
"There's an old saying in the clan. If you practice anything for ten years, even the stupidest person will become outstanding." Guelz slowly stopped. "Don't worry about me. I'll slowly get there."
He clenched his fists and remained silent for a moment before replying in a low voice, "Then I'll go first."
"Wait," Guelz stopped him just as he was about to turn around. "Put these two things on."
"Father —"
"Even though Lorgar has left the clan, she's still a member of Wildflame and your biological sister. If there's anything we can do to help her, we should do our best." Guelz personally put the Booer headdress on Rohan's head. "Go. Show the great chief what the Sand Nation of the Mojin Clan is capable of."
Rohan did not reply. He quietly looked at his father and then strode forward.
The wind started to flow again.
He ran faster and faster. At first, he could still hear the exclamations of the spectators, but in the end, they were completely drowned out by the wind.
However, Rohan did not feel tired at all. He felt that he could run even faster.
At this moment, his body seemed to be full of strength.
It turned out that his father had been watching him!
In order to ensure that his sister's status was undisputed, he had endured countless criticisms — from both outsiders and insiders. Whenever he could not bear it anymore, he would quietly leave Iron Sand City at night and run alone between the small oases. It was a way to vent his anger and also to prove himself in another way: He was indeed not good at martial arts, but he might be better than Lorgar in other aspects, such as joint hunting. Endurance and persistence were the most important factors in a joint hunt to drive away the prey.
Even though this idea was not realized in the end.
Rohan had thought that no one would notice his little attempt, but now it seemed that this was not the case.
"You're actually good at long-distance running, right? "
"If you practice anything for ten years, even the stupidest person will become outstanding. "
His father's words repeatedly lingered in his ears.
"Really? So you've noticed it from the beginning. "
Rohan quickened his pace a little more.
From the day he ran in the oases until now.
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