Every feast had to end. After resting and recuperating, Zhao Si had finally recovered his vitality, becoming strong and sturdy, and it was time to say goodbye to the Beastmen family.
As he was leaving, Zhao Si offered to repay Grandmother Wolf and the others.
But Grandmother Wolf said, "There's no need to thank us. Thank the Lands Between. These are all gifts from nature. Don't forget, whether dragons, beasts, or humans, we all live on this land in the end."
No matter who came or went, the Lands Between remained the Lands Between.
Zhao Si took her words to heart. "I'll thank the Lands Between."
With that, he formally bid farewell to the Beastmen family and set out on his journey again.
This time, he did not need to return to Leyndell. Gideon had told him before that once he completed the mission, he could head straight to Caelid. He could participate in the Combat Festival and enjoy the feeling of being showered with honors.
The Beast King's Selection that Serosh and Godfrey had participated in, which he had heard about in the story, had probably become the Combat Festival in the present era. They no longer selected lords this way, using Marika's system of enfeoffment instead. Perhaps this counted as a step from primitive society toward feudalism. The primitive Colosseum had been rebuilt into a larger arena, and this ancient, traditional activity had been preserved as entertainment. Spectators could still experience the fierce clash of iron and blood.
Watching those life-and-death struggles could greatly stimulate people's hormones, whipping the audience into a frenzy. If they also made a little money betting, they might even stay happy for half a year. This counted as a cheap form of entertainment in the Lands Between. People could watch regardless of their