The news of the border demon army's movements was quickly transmitted to the king through special means.
Originally, Charles XI was in the supreme VIP seat of the tournament hall, watching the first match between the six levels.
After hearing the news, he immediately returned to the palace with his guards and summoned his ministers to discuss the war.
Prince Simmons took the opportunity to point out that the world's best competition wasted a lot of resources and began to criticize Test.
However, Tester proposed a world-class competition, which could help defend the border cities.
Generally speaking, if you want to let an unofficial sixth-level professional go to the front line to fight, you need to pay a large sum of money.
But now, we only need to set the final event to the number of monsters hunted, and then increase the champion's reward accordingly, so that all the participating professionals can be used by the kingdom.
And not just level six.
Fifth-level, fourth-level, and even lower-level professionals can "take advantage" of it.
This may cause some participants to withdraw.
But this can also serve as a screening process.
Anyone who stays can be used by the kingdom.
The best in the world is chosen from this group of people, and he deserves the title.
Tester finished his plan in one breath.
Everyone, including the king, was stunned.
They didn't expect that there were such deep considerations behind the Test United Adventurer's Guild hosting this competition.
If things really go as Tester described, the border war will get a new batch of fresh troops.
High-level combat forces above level seven will not be easily deployed.
The number of sixth-order combat forces can already affect the situation on the battlefield to a certain extent.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Charles XI said "good" three times in a row and looked at Test with great satisfaction.
It seemed that ever since his third son went to Valkham and suffered a great setback, his behavior and conduct had improved by more than one level.
"The competition for the best in the world will continue, and Tester will be in charge. As for the first batch of reinforcements to be sent to Warrengel, they will be led by the Lid family!"
After hearing this, the gray-haired Viscount Lid glanced at the eldest prince Simmons, and then said, "Yes, Your Majesty!"
Simmons stared at Tester with gritted teeth.
Although Viscount Lied's title is not high, his son is a seventh-level strongman.
Moreover, Reed is an aristocrat!
The significance of the king sending Lead to Warrengel for support could not be more obvious.
The Kings are now very optimistic about Tester.
This is not a good thing for Simmons.
…
Martial Arts Hall!
The competition between the six levels continues.
When the seventh level took action, a magic barrier was set up around the arena.
Normally, the barrier will not break.
Anno was also watching the game in the audience.
However, the battle between the sixth levels was dazzling.
The magic of a sixth-level wizard can shatter an arena made of special materials with just one strike.
The melee profession's speed was so fast that Annuo couldn't even see the traces of its attacks.
But the audience around didn't care about that.
Whenever they saw the 'boom boom boom' sound of the explosion, they would cheer loudly.
"I don't know if he can copy the skills used by a rank six professional."
While watching the battle, Annuo looked at Sun who was not far away.
Next to Sun are Miao, Sen and Constance.
There are many people like them who have forged friendships in battle.
This competition not only provides everyone with an opportunity to compete with each other, but also deepens the communication between professionals of different races.
The day passed quietly.
Although the battle between the sixth levels lasts a long time, many people dare not reveal their cards in public.
Even for magic equipment, most battles between sixth-level players are just a brief one.
Because all the sixth levels received the message.
The final ranking of the sixth level is not determined by a two-person duel.
But by another, fairer way.
So, the sixth-level auditions were over in one day.
After the sixth level match, the referee announced a piece of news.
The top fifty players from the Valkham and Grae City divisions are already on their way to the Royal City.
Because there were not many contestants in the two regions, and there were not many mid-level professionals, they ended the auditions early.
Everyone will be able to reach the royal city the day after tomorrow.
After a day of rest, the competition for the world's number one will officially begin four days later.
After hearing the news, the happiest ones were the audience who couldn't wait.
However, after they walked out of the guild hall, another piece of news spread among the crowd.
The border is about to go to war with the Demon King's army!
For the people of the Ngar Kingdom, the trauma caused by the Demon King's army ten years ago is still hurting even now.
Countless families were torn apart in that war.
The people of the Nigar Kingdom both hate and fear the Demon King's Army!
They wished they could skin the Demon King's army alive.
But they were also afraid that the tragedy of ten years ago would happen again, when the entire kingdom was penetrated by the Demon King's army, causing countless casualties.
"Has it started yet?!"
After Anno confirmed the authenticity of the news from Test, he couldn't help but mutter to himself.
Now the war is about to start on the front line. I wonder how things are going over there in Philomena.
It was agreed that we would attract the attention of the gods and liberate Anno.
It has been nearly twenty days now, and there seems to be no movement.
…
One afternoon a few days later.
A group of adventurers numbering hundreds suddenly arrived outside the gate of the royal city.
After entering the royal city, they all observed everything around them curiously.
If Anno was here, he would see that the person leading the team was Salo, the branch president of the Valkham Adventurer's Guild.
Behind him are the contestants who passed the audition.
"Wow, is this the royal city? How magnificent!"
A young man riding a wild boar kept looking around, and then said to the petite figure with a hood beside him: "Ruth, have you been to the royal city?"
"No!"
A soft voice came from under the hood.
Although I didn't see his face, I could tell from his voice that he was a gentle person.
Ruth raised her head and looked at the passers-by on the street with her big watery eyes, and her eyes were suddenly filled with holiness.
She raised her hands, and her sleeves slipped down, revealing half of her forearms.
If you look closely, you will see a magical pattern in the shape of a hexagram on the back of Ruth's left hand.
"Lady Philomena, I will follow your will and let the world know about the existence of summoners!"
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