From Baron to Lord

Sparrow immediately expressed his full support for Allen's decision.

Allen glanced at Sparrow: "Sparrow, you're married, right?"

"Ahem, Lord, this subordinate is already married and has a son and a daughter."

Sparrow responded.

"That's good, then have your wife help you, especially when dealing with young girls."

Allen said calmly.

Sparrow immediately looked pained!

"Lord! My respected and great Lord, you can't do this! This kind of work only needs me! No one can stop my loyalty to you, not even my wife."

Sparrow knelt on the ground, speaking very sincerely.

Allen curled his lip: "Sparrow, do you think I believe that? For the safety of the young girls, you only need to be responsible for the venue, and your wife will take care of the rest. Still talking about loyalty to me? Sparrow, your skin is getting thicker and thicker. Or should I inform your wife now about the way you're about to show your loyalty?"

Allen's words made Sparrow look slightly embarrassed, but he quickly regained his composure, as if the pained expression had never appeared.

"Ahem, no need, Lord. Since you trust my wife, then I won't say anymore and will listen to your arrangements."

Allen snorted coldly, then looked at Alman: "You are responsible for the food festival."

"Also, you don't have much time, at most ten days. I need to see results within ten days."

After Allen finished speaking, Sparrow and Alman nodded to indicate they understood.

"Alright, you can leave if there's nothing else. Oh right, try to promote the beauty pageant and food festival more in the Thorns Flower Territory and the Steel Fist Territory. Also, you can invite the Earl of Thorns Flower and the Earl of Steel Fist to come and watch."

Allen added at the end.

"I understand, Lord. Please rest assured, look forward to the competition and food festival in ten days."

Sparrow revealed a confident smile, although he didn't understand Dou Qi magic, he was particularly good at these things.

ps: Chapter 5, asking for flowers, asking for evaluation votes, asking for monthly tickets, asking for self-subscription!.

Chapter 156 Invitation, Fighting Competition (1 subscription required, self-subscription required, monthly ticket required!)

Soon, after Allen and the three of them finished discussing, the beauty pageant and food festival began to be prepared in full swing.

At the same time, the promotional leaflets for the beauty pageant and food festival in Skywolf City had already been distributed with the passing caravans.

Without exception, these merchants showed a strong interest in the beauty pageant and food festival.

Soon, the event in Skywolf City was known to the neighboring Thorns Flower Territory and Steel Fist Territory.

Immediately, people in the two territories developed some interest and curiosity.

At the same time, two invitations were sent from Skywolf City to Thorns Flower Castle and Steel Fist City.

"Skywolf City's first beauty pageant and food festival?"

Albert looked at the envelope in his hand with some astonishment.

He was slightly amazed, not knowing what Allen was thinking, always able to come up with some strange things and ideas.

Most importantly, these ideas always yielded huge benefits after being put into practice.

Sometimes Albert wondered why Allen wasn't the eldest son?

At this moment, Elon, as the eldest son, suddenly sneezed.

The Viscount immediately frowned slightly: "With my physique, I still sneeze?"

He had no idea that the Earl had already begun to dislike him.

"An invitation, interesting. Go back and tell Allen, I will definitely come."

Albert said with a smile to the person delivering the letter in front of him.

Similarly, within the Steel Fist Territory, the Earl of Steel Fist also looked at Allen's invitation with a strange expression.

"What a thoughtful little fellow, Frode, this is an invitation sent by the Earl of Skywolf, would you like to go?"

The Earl of Steel Fist's own body was no longer up to it, so naturally he wouldn't go, but he could let his eldest son go in his place.

Frode looked calm: "Yes, I am also very curious about what this Earl of Skywolf wants to do."

"Then you go, say hello to the Earl of Skywolf for me."

The Earl of Steel Fist said with some exhaustion.

"Yes, Father."

Frode took the invitation and left the room, turning around, a trace of disdain and contempt flashed in his eyes.

"Skywolf Territory… Humph, some crooked ways."

Within the Skywolf Territory, while the beauty pageant and food festival were being prepared in Skywolf City, Allen had already ridden the Silver Moon Wolf to the vicinity of the Southern Treant Factory.

Unlike the competition on Sparrow's side, a competition was also being held here.

After Allen instructed Marco, Marco immediately led the warriors and knights to the vicinity of the Treant Factory.

The Orcs and Treants also stopped working.

Under Marco's explanation, both sides understood what they needed to do.

Of course, Marco was just preparing in advance, as for the start of the competition, they still had to wait for Allen's arrival.

When Allen slowly arrived at the Treant Factory, a rough place equivalent to a competition venue had already been built on the spot.

"Lord!"

"Master!"

Regardless of whether they were knights, warriors, or orcs, they all showed respectful expressions when they saw Allen.

Allen also smiled and nodded to them.

"Alright, I won't waste any more words. The purpose of bringing you here this time is very clear, that is, to let you compete with the Orcs to see who is stronger."

Allen's voice was very powerful, he looked at everyone, and then continued: "Marco should have told you the content of the competition, now start, divide into three teams, Minotaurs, Centaurs, and Humans. Treants are magical races and do not participate in the competition, and human knights do not participate in the competition either."

Allen briefly said: "This time it is an internal competition. Since it is a competition, it is not okay to have no rewards. Listen to me, everyone, give me your all in the competition."

"The race that wins first place will receive the most resource cultivation from the Skywolf Territory in the next year, second place will be second, and third place will be the worst."

"This is related to your future, so fight well."

After Allen finished speaking, the human warriors and beastmen below had already begun to feel a surge of fighting spirit.

Clearly, although this was an internal competition, if any race lost, not only would they not have the resources to become stronger, but their treatment would also worsen. Most importantly, bearing the title of third place for a year would be the greatest torment for them.

In any world, whether human or beastman, glory and dignity are highly valued. "Alright, the Lord has finished speaking, the three of you can begin," Marco said loudly to everyone.

This competition is divided into combat, archery, and group tactics.

The first event is naturally combat.

Each of the three sides will send out their best one hundred people, directly divided into one hundred groups, each group containing humans, half-horse people, and minotaurs.

The three sides will fight simultaneously, and the last person standing wins.

Logically speaking, this was originally a very unfavorable competition for humans.

The hundred groups of teams fought fiercely.

Those who were selected were naturally warriors who had taken dragon-type potions.

Allen was also quite concerned about this competition. Of course, he was concerned about how high the warriors who had taken dragon-type potions could reach.

This combat competition would allow him to understand clearly... seeking flowers.

The result surprised Allen extremely. The originally weakest humans actually defeated the half-horse race. Although they did not win against the minotaur race, the humans were not in last place.

This made Allen's lips curl up slightly.

Although the half-horse people were not particularly proficient in combat, the strength and speed of the beastmen could make up for this deficiency.

However, the half-horse people still lost, and even the minotaurs did not win by a large margin, but only won about ten more matches than the humans.

This made Allen feel a little surprised.

After all, some humans simultaneously eliminated both the minotaur and half-horse beastmen.

Although human intelligence played a huge role in this, the effect of the dragon-type potion cannot be ignored.

"Marco, you see, our warriors are not as不堪 as we imagined, they are very excellent."

Allen said very satisfied.

Soon, the combat competition came to an end. In the one hundred groups of teams, the minotaurs won forty-eight groups, the human warriors won thirty-two groups, and the half-horse people only had twenty groups.

The half-horse people expressed that they could not accept this result. Their fighting spirit was high, and they were preparing to win excellent rankings in their best archery competition.

At the same time, the outstanding performance of the human warriors finally made the two beastman races feel some respect for the human warriors.

After all, many beastmen could feel how difficult the human warriors were to deal with. It was truly incredible that the originally weak humans could make them so difficult to deal with.

Every time they knocked them to the ground, these weak humans could stand up again and again.

Even the minotaurs and half-horse people could not do this.

With this strong willpower, the human warriors had already initially gained the respect of the beastmen.

The beastmen's thinking is very simple, which is to worship power and worship the strong, and the performance of humans has begun to change their perception of humans.

ps: Chapter 1, seeking flowers, seeking evaluation votes, seeking monthly tickets, seeking self-ordering. Here, I have to talk about whether or not it's a harem. I'll be honest, this is what the editor said, no ambiguity is allowed. You can write about women, but no ambiguity. According to the painful experience of some predecessors, the current review is almost perverted. Any slight ambiguity, or a slightly colored joke, risks being blocked. This is true, I wouldn't lie. So, when opening the book, I deliberately did not choose the harem label. After all, you write about some female characters, but do nothing, just fall in love, pure love harem, everyone is not happy, right? It's not good to say that the protagonist is 和太, a eunuch, right? Of course, if everyone really wants to write some female supporting characters, it's possible, I'll try to grasp the size, I hope to understand... a few.

Chapter 157 Humans First, Mutual Acceptance (2 Subscription Required, Self-Ordering Required, Monthly Tickets Required!)

"Warriors, you are all the most excellent, whether it is a minotaur, a half-horse person, or a human warrior, I am proud of you." Allen stood up to announce the end of the combat competition, and at the same time, he had people carry the injured beastmen and human warriors to the side to begin treatment. "Now, let's begin the second round of competition. This round is archery."

Marco said from the side. With a wave of his hand, three hundred treant-specific ironwood longbows were immediately sent to the center of the field. At the same time, the treants began to create targets and arrows. "Same rules, three races, pick out a hundred people and compete in archery," Marco said. Soon, three hundred people walked out.

At this time, the treants had already completed shaping the targets and gave each person ten arrows. "Shoot ten arrows within twenty breaths! Start now!"

As soon as Marco finished speaking, the half-horse people, who had suffered the most in the combat competition, quickly nocked their arrows and shot. "Swish, swish, swish!"

The sound of arrows piercing the air rang out one after another!

Only to see ten arrows instantly appear on the target a hundred meters away, all hitting the bullseye.

This made Allen raise his eyebrows slightly. As expected of a natural marksman, even if it were a little further away, I'm afraid they could hit the target with pinpoint accuracy.

Then came the human warriors. Although they were not as perverted as the half-horse people, the human warriors could at least hit the target with nine out of ten arrows, with three or four arrows being closer to the center.

This was already good for the human warriors.

The most miserable was naturally the champion of the combat competition, the minotaurs.

These minotaurs, who were too tall, found those bows and arrows extremely awkward, and it would be good if one or two arrows out of ten could hit the target.

The minotaurs widened their eyes at this result, with an expression of disbelief.

The half-horse people raised their heads proudly one by one.

Obviously, this time the half-horse people were first, the humans were second, and the minotaurs were last.