Strongest Hammer God novel Chapter 236

Over the next month, Kyle and Falk won and lost about equal amounts.

It seemed like it was a 50/50 between the two of them when they fought.

Due to his Stage advantage, Falk won most of his fights against the other members, but he still had some issues.

Kyle was the only one who regularly won against everyone.

After everyone trained for a month, the Dwarves accepted a seemingly easy mission.

They just needed to escort a tournament team of Initial Fighters and become their stand-ins.

"So, what's this about?" Kyle asked the seven people in front of him.

Five of them were relatively young and seemed to be around Kyle's age.

Two of them wore heavy armor and gigantic shields, while the other three all carried staffs and wore expensive robes.

This was the tournament team the Dwarves were supposed to escort.

Two Shouters and three Sorcerers.

The other two consisted of a battle-hardened Fighter and a beautiful young woman.

The battle-hardened Fighter was their coach, while the beautiful woman was their manager.

"Precaution," the coach said. "Our opposing team is known for fighting dirty."

"Okay," Kyle said, "but I still don't get it. I can tell that you are a Late Fighter, at least. I don't think we can deal with any issues that you can't deal with."

"You're not here for their safety," the coach said.

"But it said escorting," Kyle said.

"Yes, I know. I commissioned the mission," the coach said with some annoyance. "I put that in there so that we don't get a trash team. I don't want a team that just takes easy missions. I want a team that can actually complete a difficult mission."

Kyle scratched the side of his head. "Okay. So, you don't want us to escort you. You just want us to accompany you and act as stand-ins."

"That's what I said," the coach said.

Kyle looked at his team, which stood behind him.

Falk shrugged.

Bormine raised an eyebrow.

Horatio smiled.

Tracy just waited for Kyle's orders.

"Payment is payment," Kyle said. "Sure, we'll go on a trip with you."

"Please, fill out these forms with your information," the manager spoke politely, handing everyone a couple of sheets of paper.

Everyone read through them and filled in their information before handing them back.

"We're going right now," the coach said.

The team behind the coach gave a perfect salute, and they walked after the coach with discipline.

As they walked past the Dwarves, Kyle nodded, impressed.

'Their Momentum is crazy,' he thought as the two Shouters walked past him.

'They are incredibly experienced at fighting other humans. More experienced than anyone in our team.'

'But that's not really surprising.'

This was a team of Initial Second Realm people who were on their way to qualify for the Skysand Championship.

Right now, they were still in the regional phase of the tournament.

Over two years, every team would need to fight 20 different teams.

One had to remember that there were far more than 20 teams, but the tournament only had time for 20 fights for every team.

Tomorrow would be the 19th fight of this team.

With their current score, they would either become first or second, and it was basically a done deal that they would win against their next opponents.

Their next opponents were in the lower half of the scores, and they didn't even have a shot at qualifying.

If the fight happened, it would be a one-sided slaughter.

Because of that, the team was basically already seen as qualified for the championship.

However, if they lost, for some reason, they might lose their position to the current third-ranked team.

And that was exactly what the coach was nervous about.

The team they were going up against tomorrow was quite shady, and it was possible that they received some payment from the third-ranked team to mess with them.

Then, the wagon left the western gate of Starkhold, moving towards a city to the west of Starkhold. ƒreewebɳovel.com

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