Chapter 25: The Match
Before the group could move away, a heavily armored warrior walked towards them.
This guy was clad in heavy ringmail, a broadsword at his waist, and a sleeveless linen shirt under the armor, revealing strong, powerful arms.
“You,” the warrior said, staring at Asker, “are strong.”
“I know.” Asker was a little surprised.
Was this a hidden strength check?
“You should join us.” The warrior said.
“Join you, and I can enter Olympia, right?” Asker confirmed.
“Of course.” The Spartan warrior said, “As a member of the Spartan envoy, you have the right to enter the city with us.”
“Actually, I’m currently the leader of a mercenary group.” Asker gestured to the girls behind him. “Can my people enter the city with me?”
The Spartan warrior’s cold gaze swept over the girls, lingering on each of them for a moment before returning to Asker.
“Why are they all women?” the Spartan warrior asked.
Asker: …
“It’s an accident.” Asker said helplessly. “Our mercenary group recruits based on potential, not gender.”
“What potential do women have?” The Spartan warrior continued to ask.
“Hey!” Sidlipha shouted in dissatisfaction. “That’s too much! I’ll cut you!”
“A chick with eagle feathers is still a chick.” The Spartan warrior said.
More Spartan warriors walked over, looking at the girls with strange gazes.
“Women should stay at home.” One Spartan said.
“Weaving.”
“Preparing food.”
“Serving your man.”
“Bearing and raising children.”
The Spartans said expressionlessly, as if playing a word game.
“We are not defenseless women.” Eleanor retorted. “If you have any doubts, we can spar.”
“We don’t spar with women.” The Spartan warrior said.
Uh. Eleanor facepalmed, then heard Thira say:
“It’s useless.”
“These Spartans are creatures whose sense of honor is greater than the sky.”
“Making them spar with women they look down on is more difficult than killing them.”
Asker also sighed. He had experienced the stubbornness of these Spartans in the game in his previous life.
However, he seemed to remember a female player who had found a way, right?
He beckoned Medea over and whispered a few words in her ear.
“Okay.” Medea smirked. “I’m best at dealing with these big oafs.”
She then went to find Eleanor and quietly communicated with her.
“This isn’t good, is it?” Eleanor said with difficulty.
“What’s wrong with it?” Medea said disapprovingly. “Or do you have a better way?”
So Eleanor also sighed and stepped forward, saying:
“I challenge you.”
The challenged Spartan warrior looked at her as if she were an idiot, his expression showing complete disdain.
“Or is it that, since you were defeated by the Amazons last time, you don’t even dare to respond to a woman’s challenge?” Eleanor asked seriously.
As soon as she said this, the Spartans’ expressions immediately changed.
“Defeated by the Amazons” was a historical setting in the game. It was about two hundred years ago, when the famous Spartan warrior Dadasos encountered the Amazons while traveling in Anatolia.
Like the Spartans, the Amazons were also a nation of warriors, but they revered women and discriminated against men, which was the opposite of the Spartans.
The two sides exchanged a few words, but they couldn’t agree, and ended up fighting.
The unexpected result was that Dadasos was defeated by the Amazonian woman and even taken back as her husband.
When the Spartans learned of this and sent an envoy to the Amazons’ territory, Dadasos’s wife was already pregnant.
Then it was even more impossible to let him go.
So the envoy and the Amazons got into a brawl. Although the Spartans were brave and skilled in battle, this was the Amazons’ territory, and they had a hunting tradition and didn’t care about honor. Seventy or eighty of them surrounded the six-person envoy and captured them all, taking them back and distributing them to the unmarried Amazonian girls.
Although players, after a series of investigations, speculated that these Spartans deliberately lost, because at that time, there were more women than men in the Amazon tribe, and the hunting nation didn’t have much of a concept of marriage, so…
However, this incident had always been considered a great shame by the Spartans, so much so that if you mentioned it in front of a Spartan, the only way to resolve it would be with iron and blood.
“I accept, lady.” The challenged Spartan warrior said coldly, his expression devoid of anger. “However, this is not a challenge, but to regain honor.”
“Whatever, it’s all the same to me.” Eleanor said.
The girls all laughed because this was Asker’s classic line. Every time he encouraged them to spar with him for real, he would use this sentence to coax them into not holding back.
Of course, even if the girls used real weapons, they couldn’t really hurt Asker, but being beaten up was inevitable.
“As a foreigner, and a woman, I won’t use iron swords against you.” The Spartan warrior said coldly, taking a training stick from the side. “When you’re lying in bed recovering, think carefully about why you shouldn’t provoke a Spartan.”
The training stick was a stick used by the Spartans to train their boy soldiers. It was 1.7 meters long and as thick as a forearm. Hitting someone with full force could immediately cause a bruise.
“In that case, I won’t take advantage of weapons either.” Eleanor put down her adamantine spear and took the wooden training stick and shield from the Spartan.
The two stood facing each other with sticks in their hands, and soon a clear space formed on the platform, the surrounding pedestrians moving away with fear on their faces.
“Ten breaths.” The bald, muscular man sitting behind the recruitment table said indifferently with his arms crossed. “If the fight is not over within ten breaths, Tullius, remember to receive twenty lashes after the battle.”
“Five breaths at most, otherwise thirty lashes.” The Spartan warrior named Tullius stood on the field, holding the stick horizontally in front of him with both hands, his muscles tense.
“Will she be okay?” Nuo asked worriedly from the side.
“The opponent is at most a level 3 Transcendental, she doesn’t have a disadvantage in strength, so it should be over within ten breaths.” Asker said, “Of course, I mean defeating the opponent.”
“After all, she’s been training under me for so long.” He said with a smile.
Seeing Asker’s confident expression, Nuo couldn’t help but feel relieved.
Since he said so, Eleanor…
Should be fine, right?
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