The Mech Touch novel Chapter 3494

Chapter 3494: Favorites

The Wild Brawl Bowl was more than just a mech design competition. The Wild Fighter Association that had recently expanded into the Red Ocean wanted to make its mark in a big way, and it did so by organizing a range of activities.

Many of the guests had come for one of these many spectacles. The Wild Fighter Association expected that millions more visitors would come to view the brutal bloodsport tournament that was scheduled to start a few days later.

Antarix Mech Armaments, the main sponsor of the Wild Brawl Bowl, also attracted a lot of interest by unveiling the latest series of weapon models that the weapon manufacturer had developed in cooperation with the Wild Fighter Association.

The people here were much different than the ones that attended the High Tide Tournament. There were more men than women and there weren't as many mech designers among the crowd.

The main halls were filled with loud talking, spilled drinks that bots were straining to clean up and wild music blasting from every corner!

All of this activity led to a boisterous atmosphere that made Ves feel as if he had entered a folk celebration rather than a mech design tournament.

Fortunately for Ves, he and his entourage didn't need to press through the drunk and loud crowd of visitors in order to reach his destination.

A bot quickly arrived in front of him and led his group to a special elevator that brought them all underground.

After navigating through a maze of underground corridors, they eventually reached a checkpoint. Though the guards weren't allowed to proceed, Ves and his cat made it through without much issue after he confirmed his identity.

"We're almost there. I can already sense her." He said.

"Meow."

After taking another elevator and passing through a few more corridors, he entered a private reception hall that was filled with over a hundred distinguished guests and members of the Wild Fighter Association.

Despite the wide open windows that gave them all an excellent view of the activities taking place at ground level, the noise from the venue hardly penetrated into the reception hall.

Ves did not have to gaze around in order to find the person he wanted to meet up first. Her presence was so sharp and powerful that he could seek her out with his eyes closed!

What surprised him quite a bit was that a second strong presence had come as well. As he neared the center of the hall, it became increasingly clear that the two Larkinsons had arrived earlier were at the center of attention!

"Hey, Ketis."

"Ves! You're here now!"

"Meow."

"Oh, I missed you too, Lucky." Ketis grinned as Lucky jumped into her arms.

"I didn't expect you to come as well, Venerable Dise."

The older woman smiled. "I want to support Ketis and I'm quite interested in this festival. A lot of Swordmaidens and Heavensworders have already come to cheer Ketis on and enjoy what else the Wild Fighter Association is offering."

Expert pilots were prohibited from participating in any tournaments in the Vulit Central Star Node, so Venerable Dise was quite free during this time. Her presence in a place like this already attracted a lot of attention from the surrounding mech designers and Wild Fighter officials!

In fact, Ketis attracted just as much attention. Her palpable strength and her sheathed greatsword made it hard for people believe that she was a mech designer!

A group of important-looking Wild Fighters had actually been engaging the two Swordmaidens in conversation before Ves appeared.

Now, their leader greeted Ves with an enthusiastic expression. The man immediately walked up and took Ves' hand.

"Patriarch Larkinson! What a pleasure to meet you! I am Thaprim Kadar, the Regional Director of the Wild Fighter Association at this branch. Welcome to our party! We are so glad that you and your remarkable partner have chosen to participate in our tournament."

Director Kadar was a tall and burly man who kept up his strength even as age took a toll on his body. He held himself like a quintessential fighter who could still throw a mean punch if he wished.

When Ves quietly used his implant to look up the director, he found out that Thaprim Kadar was a retired axeman mech pilot.

His mech piloting days were long over, but he was still fit enough to rank high in various different tournaments. He even managed to become the runner-up of an axe-throwing competition!

Why was a high-ranking official directing so much attention to him? He never received this treatment back when he participated in the previous tournament. He only met with attendants and other lower-level officials at the time.

Ves raised his eyebrows. "We're happy to be here. Why are you so pleased to meet me, if I might ask?"

"We've managed to increase our ticket sales by 30 percent in the last few days after hyping up your team! Who could ever imagine that a swordmaster could also be a Journeyman? Miss Ketis is an immense inspiration to many people! Who says that fighters like us are all stupid? Her existence proves all of the naysayers wrong!"

Ves wasn't so sure about that, but he refrained from voicing his doubts.

"Ketis is definitely an interesting mech designer. This is her first design tournament, so I hope you can accommodate her. I want her first time to be pleasant and memorable."

"We cannot bend the rules for any single person. We are still obliged to hold a fair tournament. However, I think that you and Miss Ketis will find yourself at a considerable advantage once the Wild Brawl Bowl finally starts. With the understanding of a swordmaster and the design prowess of the third-place winner of the High Tide Tournament, I believe in your team's prospects. It's becoming increasingly more clear that your team is the one to beat."

Huh?

"We're… the favorites?"

Although a sufficient number of talented Journeymen who were less than fifty years old had signed up, they could only be so good due to their limited age. _{freёwebnovel.com}

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