Chapter 603: Dinner is finally here

"You just went in and told Temud that?"

"Yes, no matter what, we are still brothers. I just accidentally saw him laughing secretly. I didn't expect him to be so heartless."

“That’s probably not the extent of a secret laugh.”

Yuffie held her forehead and sighed.

Lan Le, who was sitting in front of her at this moment, had hurried back from the imperial capital. As soon as he came back, he ran to his brother's house to seek information about the battle festival.

As a result, it seemed that because he saw something he shouldn't have seen, not only did he not get any information, but he was thrown out by Temood who was so angry that his face turned red.

It really damages the reputation of the royal family.

She thought for a moment, and said to Lanler in a tone like an older sister:

"Don't you men have that kind of period at certain times? For example, you imitate the words and deeds of legendary heroes, or think about what cool things you did today, and you laugh while hugging a pillow or quilt. Temud must have been in this state just now."

She shook her finger as if she knew him well, and said, "Besides, he is an adult after all. He would be embarrassed if he was seen like this. You went there at a really bad time."

"No, no, no, that kind of fantasy-filled period is simply impossible for a royal family like us. Everyone has long since faced reality. By the way, I have never done anything like beating up a pillow as an imaginary enemy and then hugging it and laughing."

Lanler waved his hands repeatedly, "Besides, who among adults would have such unrealistic thoughts and behaviors?"

"Really? But I see my father do that sometimes."

"Hey, hey, hey, did you just say some incredible information in a serious manner?"

Lanle just imagined the image of Japar hugging the pillow in his mind and he couldn't help but shudder all over. Looking around, he always felt that he knew something he shouldn't know, and he was afraid that the Sword Saint would jump out and chop off his head in the next second.

"Okay, okay, let's talk business."

He quickly took the initiative to change the subject. He absolutely could not let Yufei say anything he shouldn't know.

Lan Le coughed, adjusted his expression, and asked seriously:

"The battle festival can't really be held a second time?"

Yufei nodded, then shook her head and said:

"That's wrong. It should be that the second event won't be held in a short period of time."

What Yufei said made Lanle more sad than being kicked out of the house by his own brother.

Because he came here excitedly, but got the news that the battle festival might not be held for the next few dozen days.

As for the reason, it is not that the Sean Dungeon has introduced any special restrictions or conditions for the holding of the battle festival. The real reason is quite simple:

We can't get enough people in the short term.

The battle festival is magnificent, passionate, and exciting. You can’t wait to fight in it for the rest of your life!

After people came out of the Thane dungeon, they gradually regained consciousness from their excitement and after careful calculation, they found out:

Oh my god, this battle cost us millions of gold coins!

Everyone is wearing armor, and they are all well-known people, so the armor must be extraordinary stuff. It must have some enchantments, gems, precious materials, etc. on it, right?

Your armor is so luxurious, so you must have some spare money to buy some magic props, magic scrolls, rare potions, etc. Otherwise, how can you show your professionalism?

This whole set will cost hundreds of gold coins, and thousands of gold coins are common.

Then the item scrolls and potions were used up in the battle, and the armor was chopped into pieces by General Shattering Star's sword. Most of them could not be repaired and had to be replaced with new ones.

Personal equipment is relatively inexpensive.

The magic scroll of explosion that Temud used for his self-destruction and the materials that Tulsi used to draw the magic circle of super forbidden spells were both priceless items, and their value was hard to tell.

What people shed in the battle festival is not sweat, but gold!

Theoretically speaking, except for the special case of Tulsi, the rewards obtained by other people participating in the festival are more valuable than their losses, so this battle is not a loss.

However, it takes time to realize the value of the rewards and repair the equipment. It is impossible to return to the best condition when challenging the battle festival in a short period of time.

Plus, people always have all kinds of things to do.

Hudes and other magic professors collected the practical data of the super forbidden spells and went home to do research in seclusion. They could not be found for a while.

When the Fran guards heard that there was trouble with the demons in the Warrior Kingdom, they insisted on negotiating with the administrators there to let them in to kill freely, but the negotiations have not yielded any results so far.

The Skyrim strategy team is working on the strategy for the battle festival late at night, and everyone is busy cultivating themselves, which means that if they want to hold a second festival now, there is not even a qualified photographer.

Under the influence of various elements, the challenger lineup that was close to 10,000 people at that time now seems to have barely more than 1,000 people left who can continue to come.

If it’s over a thousand, the number seems okay, right?

At that time, Yufei took this much-reduced lineup to find Jie Lian and asked if they could hold a battle festival. She still remembers the other party's answer clearly.

"Too few! How can the battle festival be heated up with only these warriors? Too few!"

As a result, when she came back with this answer, most of the team of thousands of people had dispersed. After all, there was no definite date for the event, and everyone still had to go to work to support their families.

"Well, then I can just go find some people. I will definitely be able to gather them together!" Lanler said, "In terms of subordinates, I have as many people under me as Tumd!"

"If you're not confident in your own voice, how can you really get it together?"

Faced with Yufei's questioning, Lanler immediately frowned.

When he returned from the imperial capital, he was accompanied by no more than a hundred people.

Even after having seen the footage of the war festival and despite his own persuasion, only these were willing to come back with him, while the majority of the rest were waiting for the war festival to start again so that they could get a good ranking.

Understandably, there is nothing wrong with their behavior.

But what Lanler couldn't understand was why the thoughts of his men were so different from those of Temud?

When Temud called upon thousands of soldiers to respond, Lanler

If he didn't offer some tangible benefits, he wouldn't be able to convince many people. And at the war festival, he didn't convince many people even with money.

"No, I'm going to keep trying."

That night, Lanler set up a magic circle, intending to communicate directly with Youenka remotely and ask for soldiers from the other party.

If those magicians don't listen to him, they should listen to Unka, right?

[Teacher, there are not enough people to participate in the battle festival, requesting support]

Not only did he pass on this message, he also compiled the information he had collected about the battle festival and passed it on.

I'm sure Yunka will support me after seeing this, and isn't he also studying Sean?

"By the way, why did he make such a strange noise at the festival that day?"

The more Lanler thought about it, the more strange it seemed to him. Was there anything else that could make Yunka panic?

Before he could think deeply about it, Yunka replied.

【no】

"no?"

It was a completely unexpected answer.

Sweat beads appeared on Lan Le's forehead. Just as he was about to ask more questions, more news came from the other side.

【no】

【no】

[Absolutely not]

"this"

Lanler was completely stunned.

He couldn't detect the other party's tone through the communication of the magic circle, and he had no idea what attitude Yunka was using when talking to him.

Cold? Quick? Angry? Or something more complicated?

He frowned and paced back and forth in the room, unable to figure out what this meant. After a while, he sent a message:

【May I ask why? 】

This sentence fell on deaf ears and never received a response.

".What are you doing!"

Lanler kicked the magic circle to pieces, and was preparing to say some very dirty and unpleasant words, but he gritted his teeth and ultimately did not utter any curse.

"The teacher doesn't talk like himself anymore. There must be something wrong."

"If you won't help me, I'll do it myself!"

"I just don't believe it. I, a prince, can't gather enough people to challenge the dungeon?"

Lanler shouted angrily.

A few days later, he drew the long-distance communication magic circle again.

[Are you there, father? Can you support your dear son? ]

After a long conversation.

Lan Le let out a long sigh and muttered to himself:

“It’s finally time for dinner.”

(End of this chapter)