Chapter 147: End of the competition

"That's it? Don't worry about her afterwards?" Sending Yulia into the secret passage near the church, Heliga and Fei quickly withdrew from that area. Now they are walking on the sunny fountain street. One person was holding a large ice cream cone, and Fei could not take care of wiping the cream on his face, and asked with some confusion.
"Hey, that's it." Heliga took a bite of the crunchy cone. "It is an extra piece of information to meet Miss Yulia. In that case, don't disturb her work too much. it is good."
"So, what do you do next? The confirmation of the streets has been completed." The design of the royal capital is very simple and practical, and there is no three-dimensional structure to speak of. The experienced Fei has confirmed the layout of most of the streets in the royal capital early in the morning.
"As the saying goes, you can’t eat hot tofu in a hurry. Even if Richard’s plan is at this stage, even if he is aggressive, he still needs to wait for the completion of other parts to follow up... At present in the capital, it should not be There is more action. Fei, think about it, if our guess is not wrong, what will happen next for Richard to make the next breakthrough?"
"...I don't know." After thinking for a while, under the temptation of racking his brains and the temptation of the cone, Fei decisively chose the latter, "you said."
"You..." Heilijia tapped Fei's head with his knuckles, "it must be a competitive competition. According to the usual practice, it seems that Her Majesty the Queen will appear in person to award the medal to the champion... …But this year it is said that due to the Queen’s physical illness and the so-called security issues... his son, Duke Dunant, will be responsible."
"Son? That's the next king?" Fei tilted her head. Is this very common.
"It is true that it is the eldest son, but the next imperial ruler of this country is the princess."
"why?"
"The reason is quite complicated... I can't explain it in two or more sentences." Heliga, who knows that the Philippines is easy to get confused on such issues, lightly took the history with him, "If you are interested, wait until the matter is over. I'll take you to the library to learn more about it."
"So tired, so troublesome, I don't want to go." Fei immediately played a wave of sluggish cat qualities.
"...Well, Fei has always been like this for things she is not interested in..." Heliga shrugged. He was used to the behavior of the girl next to him, "Then, what to do next... "
"That martial arts conference..."
"You want to see?"
"Yeah." Fei nodded, "There is nothing else to do anyway."
"...Yes, the Philippines is actually a militant... And it stands to reason that the current game should be at a very exciting stage." Helijia nodded, "Just, this ticket..."
"Difficult to buy?"
"Of course..." Heliga scratched his head, "Originally, this thing was going to be snapped up for the first time... Now that the game is in full swing, it is of course impossible to buy more tickets. But... …"
"?" Fei's small face filled with loss rekindled hope, and the big eyes that looked at Heliga were like cats staring at a stuffed ball, making people laugh.
"There are always some people who need to transfer their tickets midway due to some unexpected reasons... or something. Others bought the tickets specially before the game and sold them to those who came later. The ticket holder. Commonly known as the scalper."
"...In this case..." Fei pointed to a small place in the corner of the wall. "There seems to be the kind of person you are talking about."
"So you have been observing..." Heliga slapped her tongue, "I knew you were so interested, so I just signed up for the experience..."
"If you are not old enough, you will be brushed off. Moreover, business is more important."
"...You really look like a good daughter who listens to my father." Heilijia spit sharply, ignoring Faye as if looking at a mentally retarded look, and Heili speeded up to the corner pointed by Faye...
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"Okay." An hour later, Heliga, who sat happily in the seat of the north stand of the arena, couldn't stop proud of her face, "It's done successfully."
"...How much is it?" Fei, who vaguely recognized the word "pass" on the ticket, asked worriedly.
"Two tickets are about fifty thousand meters...This is the price that the ticket vendor offered." Heliga didn't seem to be distressed.
"...It's so expensive...If you buy explosives, it's almost two years old..." As expected, Fei, the calculation method is different from ordinary people, "Sorry, I may be in your way..."
"Think more, Fei." Heliga touched Fei's broken hair lightly. "You don't really think I will pay him such a large amount of money for nothing, do you? I used a little... The strategy, only the normal fare...this ticket can be used until the end of the finals."
"Small means?"
"Simply put, it is to treat me as a close friend of his long-lost friend, so when he is happy, he gives me things." Heliga said cheerfully.
"...This is a complete fraud...Your ability is too foul..." Although Fei said so, there was no point of blame in her tone.
"He makes a lot of money." Heliga shrugged. "But you know what, I found that those little tricks worked wonderfully on that scalper almost instantly...and it shocked me."
"Maybe he is too greedy?" Fei guessed. "You said that the more unstable your mind, the more susceptible to those spells."
"Yes... But if the caster is strong enough, you can basically ignore the willpower of ordinary people... According to that guy, he has the ability close to that level, and I have to work harder. ."
"Yeah... Me too, still far from the team leader."
"Come on together." Heliga said with a smile. At this moment, the auditorium of the arena, which was full of whispers and private conversations, suddenly burst into cheers. It turned out that the master of ceremonies who presided over the martial arts conference stood back on the podium. This shows that the next game is about to start.
"It's okay." Heliga tried to watch the sign in the distance, "We caught up with the last two semi-finals... The first is..."
"South, the Cangzhi group-martial artists from the Republic of Kalvard, gold players and other four-member group!" The host’s loud voice echoed in the arena. With cheers, the iron gate at the southern entrance slowed down. Open slowly.
"It's Mr. Jin... he found a helper." Heliga was a little relieved, who would the helpers be?
"In the north, the Red Group—Gransell Branch of the Guerrilla Association, and the Cruz players!" The host’s voice sounded again, and the giant gates under Heliga and Fei began to tremble slowly.
"Guerillas...The guerrillas in the royal capital must be all elites. The level of this duel should be very high... Fei... Fei?" Seeing the sluggish eyes of the the side, Heliga poked her lightly. Waist eye.
"Are those Estir and Joshua? And the golden one is—"
"...Olivier?!"