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Chapter 71: Martin Run!
Leon said helplessly,
"You’re really too nervous, Jonas. Why don’t you sit by the side?”
Jonas shook his head and said,
"No need. That will make me even more uncomfortable. Damn it, why would this countryside town make me so nervous? You have to know that I didn’t even feel anything when I set fire to the White Bull Port’s dock!”
Leon licked his marshmallow.
"Do you want one candy too? Or, you can just participate in a competition and have some fun.”
"That’s a good idea!”
Jonas’s eyes lit up.
"I just saw that the prize for one of the events is a big jar of honey. My mother likes to eat honey. Why don’t I give it a try?”
Leon put down the cotton candy in his hand.
“Wait, are you serious?”
"Why? Participating in the activities of the country bumpkins was also a form of scouting, right?”
Jonas pushed away the box in front of him righteously and then walked towards a corner of the square impatiently.
Leon could only push the cart to keep up.
"Hey guys, it’s time for the annual Martin Run.
"Wipe the soles of your shoes!
"Open your eyes!
"Remember to keep your balance and don’t fall. Every year, people run into the manure pit or the drain, and that’s not why we’re holding the Martin Run!
"Remember, the route is very important!
"I’ll repeat the route one last time: Start from the starting point, circle around the Seven Saints Square, and run to the east wall. When you reach the tower, remember to pick up the beacon. Then, turn back and pass through the
Craftsman Area. After getting two beacons along the way, sprint towards the Seven Saints Statue with all your strength. We will meet you there at the finish line!
"Now, everyone gets ready!”
Accompanied by the host’s hoarse shouts, the surrounding crowd erupted into cheers and cheers.
The Martin Run was the most popular event every year. Even other cities sent competitors over.
Jonas was mixed in with the crowd, but he was not as nervous as before.
He looked behind him.
Behind the dense crowd of contestants, three people in huge fluffy uniforms were baring their fangs and brandishing their claws. They would play the role of the monsters chasing ‘Martin’ in the event.
The contestants were playing the role of the hero of the mythical story in Rolling Stone Town, the ” omnipotent and fastest ” Super Martin.
Jonas had just listened to the host recount the story of Super Martin.
He had to admit.
That story was quite interesting.
"Hey, foreigner.”
A provocative voice came from beside him.
Jonas frowned and looked over.
The one who spoke was a fierce-looking big guy.
"Remember to scram further away when I speed up later. Otherwise, don’t cry when you get knocked into the shit pit.”
Jonas was instantly annoyed.
When he killed and set fire in White Bull Harbor, these country bumpkins were still playing house!
He actually dared to take the initiative to threaten him?
He wanted to teach this big guy a lesson. But at this moment, The host in front suddenly shouted,
"Martins… Run!”
The crowd exploded.
The three ‘monsters’ let out strange cries.
More than forty people rushed forward.
For a moment.
The scene was extremely chaotic.
Jonas was initially wrapped in the crowd.
But very quickly.
He found an opportunity to break out of the crowd.
Arsonists were originally good at running, not to mention that Jonas was an outstanding arsonist.
With a few swift moves, he had gotten to the middle of the group.
"Stop that foreigner! He just pushed me!”
The big guy’s angry roar came from behind.
Jonas sneered. He didn’t expect these locals to be so uncultured. Do they even want to form cliques for a running competition?! As expected.
Suddenly, two men squeezed towards him.
Jonas was angered.
With a shout, his speed increased drastically.
Whoosh!
He passed those people like a phantom.
‘Wow!”
The audience exclaimed from both sides of the road.
Jonas was extremely pleased.
"Let these country bumpkins see what true speed is!”
He quickened his pace.
He moved forward at an incredible speed.
In the blink of an eye.
He had already surpassed the first group, who had the advantage of starting the run first.
"So powerful!”
"Good luck!”
"He runs really fast!”
Amidst the enthusiastic cheers of the crowd.
Jonas was completely immersed in the world of running.
He tried to adjust his breathing and control his pace. The arsonist’s strength was actually sprinting, but he did not want to lose to others, so he maintained a good speed even after taking the lead.
The scene in front of him gradually became blurry.
Only the cheers from both sides continued.
Unknowingly.
Jonas’ hand was already filled with three beacons.
In front of him.
The finish line was just drawn under the statues of the Seven Saints.
At that moment.
A tsunami of cheers came.
Almost everyone was cheering for Jonas’ wonderful performance.
He was also greatly encouraged.
He sprinted all the way to the finish line!
"Let us welcome the champion of this Martin Run, Mr. Jonas. He is joining the race for the first time!” The host roared.
Everyone applauded.
A few young men ran over enthusiastically.
Someone helped Jonas put on the wreath that symbolized a champion.
The others joined forces to lift him up and throw him into the air. He fell down, and then they threw him into the air again!
"Jonas! Jonas!”
Impressive Jonas!
Everyone was celebrating enthusiastically.
Jonas himself was completely smug.
He enjoyed the crowd.
In a daze.
He was escorted to the makeshift podium by everyone.
"Hey, the amazing Jonas!”
The host said loudly,
"You are the well-deserved champion, and you even beat the previous record by a full minute. May I ask how you did it?”
Jonas was about to answer.
The host suddenly stuffed a large jar of honey into his hand.
"This is the reward for the champion!”
Immediately after.
A few fully-armed garrison members appeared behind him.
"Ah!”
Before Jonas could react.
He was already subdued by the powerful team members.
"Sorry, but you ran too fast. We have reason to suspect that you are a member of the Silver Frost Brotherhood.”
The bearded leader explained apologetically,
“Come with us. If it’s proved to be our mistake later, I’ll personally compensate you with a jar of honey.”
At that moment.
Jonas felt his ears buzzing.
He frantically searched for traces of Leon in the crowd.
But he couldn’t find Leon.
All he saw were shocked faces.
The people did not seem to have realized why the garrison team wanted to arrest this young man who was running so fast.
At this moment.
Everyone was surprised to find that the sky had turned dark!
Bang!
At the same time.
The clear sound of fireworks exploded in the man-made night.
Colourful patterns spread out at any time.
The crowd cheered and clapped for the sudden magic fireworks.
"Ronan! Ronan”‘
Someone was cheering the name of the mage.
When he heard this word, Jonas’ muddled mind suddenly became extremely clear-headed.
At that moment.
Out of the corner of his eyes, he suddenly saw a figure walking away from the crowd.
That back view.
It was the man he had seen in the portrait!
Legendary-mage.
Ronan!
"No, no, no. This was impossible! I, I have to tell everyone this news! Ronan was not lost in the astral plane. He is still in the town!”
Jonas subconsciously struggled.
However, he was completely lifted up by the garrison members.
Then, he was mercilessly sent to prison.
Rolling Stone Town, which was originally filled with joy, had its undercurrents surge again because of the brilliant fireworks.
[Hint: You have completed a large-scale bluff performance. You have mastered two basic elements of the ” Deception ” domain: bluffing and trickery.]
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