Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 346 - 346 168 Sparring in the Barracks_4

346: Chapter 168: Sparring in the Barracks_4 346: Chapter 168: Sparring in the Barracks_4 In the Selva Camp at the moment, if nothing went awry, there was likely the first soccer field in the world.

Leon understood that soldiers were not machines; they needed relaxation.

Since he didn’t allow dancers in his army, he had to find a way to let his full-time elite soldiers vent their excess energy without enduring ceaseless training.

Even in the previous world’s art, such austere warriors as Astarte had entertainment during their rare leisure time.

Thus, engaging in interesting sport activities, especially large-scale team sports, was the primary choice.

Basketball…

the materials weren’t readily available, and as for American football…

there was a risk of injury without proper gear, and the high level of physical brutality could turn into a brawl due to the lack of sports awareness in this era, which was not conducive to military unity.

Therefore, soccer, which only needed a field and a ball and the intensity of which could be controlled, became the preferred choice for leisure sports.

Therefore, before the construction of the camp began, Leon and Mr.

Brian Sr.

had planned and laid out several usable spaces within the camp.

He couldn’t recall the overly detailed rules, but even with rudimentary rules, it didn’t prevent this globally popular sport from garnering the enthusiasm of the soldiers.

Even in a different world, gaming was human nature, and shifts in identity and age merely changed people’s interest in different “games.”

Leon believed that Earthlings, at least in terms of playing, certainly had some expertise.

He also planned to build several public soccer fields in the three territories for adults and children to relax in their free time; maybe this sport could sweep across the Western Continent in a hundred years, giving the next generation of the Three Kingdoms a head start.

“Are you interested in playing a few games with me?”

While drinking water, Leon turned to see Canis approaching with raised eyebrows.

“Hmm?

I don’t mind…

You’re not still sore about the battle at Longka and looking for a chance for revenge, are you?” Leon asked suspiciously, putting down his water bottle.

“I’m just bored, that’s all.

I can’t even find a single dancer in your territory, and staring at cattle and sheep baring their teeth isn’t as good as going back to sleep.” Canis shrugged in frustration, “Besides, even if I did want to thrash you, the contract wouldn’t allow me to hurt you.”

Of course, Canis was not convinced; after seeing the martial prowess that Olivia, the girl who had knocked him down, displayed daily, he had to admit defeat without question.

But if that young lady hadn’t interjected, Canis felt that he certainly wouldn’t have lost to the knight before him.

“With your current performance, if you didn’t use witchcraft to boost your abilities, you wouldn’t have lasted ten rounds under my hand,” the Wolf Family Young Master arrogantly remarked.

“I learned my spells fairly; why shouldn’t I use them?

I can also say you wouldn’t last one round under my sword without Armor,” Leon retorted with a roll of his eyes.

Anyway, he wasn’t a true knight; he didn’t fuss about chivalric spirit or an unfair victory.

As long as he could win, even American football was an option.

“Hmph, not wearing Armor is out of the question, but if we don’t use weapons, I’m quite confident I can beat you, as long as you don’t use witchcraft,” Canis shot back.

“You yourself are now my witchcraft…

Forget it, seeing as you’re so stubborn, let’s train.

I won’t use weapons or magic, and I’ll show you what it means to be skilled in all forms of combat,” Leon said, loosening up his shoulders and standing up, ready to show this country bumpkin the courtly arts of the former dynasty.

However, a sudden entrance of a manservant into the camp, rushing to interrupt the two who were about to roll up their sleeves for a wrestling duel.

“Master, there is an urgent message for you, sent from Glade County,” the gasping servant handed the message cylinder to Leon.

Leon opened it and, after a few glances, he understood.

Finally, the wait was over.

Eriv had summoned them to head immediately south, as the Thorny Flower Family was preparing to welcome King Lydwen III at Archers Castle, who was coming to lead the army in person.