Damn, I recarneted As A Judge in Fantasy World-Chapter 253: The Introduction of Medias Football

This was clearly a soccer field, but surprisingly, the players were running with the ball. What was even more absurd was that they were all wearing armor. Of course, the physical fights were on a level that far surpassed common sense.

Tadadadada!

"Kuaap! Push!"

"Take that kid out and get in!"

"Overpass! Overpass!"

A person threw the ball, and another caught it and ran. An extreme conflict erupted immediately afterward.

Kwaaaaang! Beep!

"Force down! Turn over!"

A referee wearing a striped shirt intervened, blowing his whistle.

As Abel watched the game, he burst out laughing.

'No, why did it turn into American football?'

Didn't he clearly explain the soccer rules and tactics before leaving? Everything seemed fine when he was there—so why did it change like this?

When Abel looked back with a puzzled expression, Shuguri and Peltron shouted proudly.

-How is it? Is it exciting?

Captain! This is the level of spectator attendance required. If we continue like before, there will be nothing to see other than a swordsmanship competition.

-Yeah. What is that, like you? You just talk nonsense with your feet.

Although Abel was dumbfounded by what the two said, he secretly felt a sense of relief.

'Oh, right, isn't this world a bit intense?'

Think about it. The fields were filled with bizarrely shaped monsters, and swordsmanship tournaments were a riot of blood and flesh.

How boring it would be if you showed ordinary ball games to people who were used to that kind of thing.

It wasn't fun to watch unless there was a lot of banging and punching, like the game unfolding before his eyes right now.

"It seems okay, but it's a bit disorganized."

-Why? It looks just right to us.

"Look over there. This is just a fight."

-That much should be allowed…

"The stronger person will definitely do well in the match, so how is it any different from a swordsmanship competition?"

"Oh...!"

As if realizing something, Shuguri opened his eyes wide.

Abel guessed they were trying to make it as provocative as possible, but if that was the case, they might as well go to an underground fighting arena. Why would they come to a place like this?

"Anyway, I'm saying that this is much more fun for you guys than regular soccer?"

-That's right. I showed it to the people of Medias, and they responded very well.

"Okay. Then let's just go to American football."

Already, the soccer of Shuguri and Peltron had many similarities to rugby and American football. The problem was that it was a much more violent form of football, where fighting was allowed.

If they just fixed that and applied the correct rules, it would have been a great game.

-What is that?

"Now, look. This is how you do it."

Abel started with the shape of the ball and explained the detailed rules.

The two half-demons listened with eyes full of anticipation. Then they quickly raised both hands and cheered.

-This is it! Kicking the ball around with your feet was too hard.

-That's right. The players also had a hard time scoring points.

Abel thought he knew why soccer had changed so much.

In fact, handling the ball with one's feet wasn't an easy task. Moreover, the training period lasted only a few weeks.

No matter how great your physical abilities were, you wouldn't be able to experience the joy of soccer.

In the first place, there was no game to use as a reference.

But if you ran with the ball, you could easily overcome the limitations of dribbling.

'Besides, since it's something I usually do, it probably wasn't that difficult.'

Mercenaries were often assigned to serve as guards for archers because the crossbow was very effective against monsters.

So, Abel was quite used to making barriers.

Wasn't this exactly the situation right now?

A barrier of human energy to stop a player running with the ball.

"With just a little bit of polishing, we can open the game much faster."

Abel went straight back to his office and created a new set of rules and tactics.

Of course, the protective gear, uniforms, and even the stadium layout had to be completely changed. The only good thing was that he could still use his soccer shoes.

So about a month passed, and the first football game day finally arrived.

In fact, this match was just a demonstration for the people of Midias. But the crowd gathered at the stadium was truly enormous.

The rumor spread all the way to Perias, and people came flocking there like clouds.

"It's almost overflowing with people? Why is it so popular?"

-Of course. It was like this when we practiced too.

"Oh?"

It was a very encouraging reaction.

When so many people gathered, what should they do?

'Business is essential.'

From uniforms to various football items, even food and advertisements.

The possibilities for generating revenue and jobs were endless.

Abel immediately called in the staff of the Dapan Group and started to promote all kinds of business.

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Football matches had become a huge issue in Perias.

"Brother Malcolm! His Highness the Duke of Carriers has created another magnificent spectacle."

"Chaz, it's just running around with a ball, what's so fun about that? You'd be better off going to an underground fighting arena and betting money instead."

"You can bet here too. The only problem is that the amount is a bit small."

"How much does it cost?"

"1 Ceylon."

"Hey, it's cheap."

Chazz, a young man with eyes full of expectation, and Malcolm, a man with an indifferent face, looked similar, but their heights were different, so it seemed like these two were brothers.

Malcolm's attitude was consistently negative. He complained, saying, "What fun is there in playing ball like this?"

But he pretended he couldn't win and was dragged around here and there because of his cute little brother.

Chazz wasn't mature enough to come to a place like this by himself yet.

Then a man in striped clothes put a large funnel to his mouth and shouted.

"We will now begin a demonstration match of the Medias Football League sponsored by the Dapan Group. If you are here for the first time, please read the promotional brochure."

Then the two brothers immediately turned the pages of the book.

Chazz was anxious for Malcolm to read it quickly, but Malcolm was focused on something else.

"They're giving it away for free, but why is the quality so good?"

"Ah, bro. Hurry up, hurry up."

"Okay, I got it."

The booklet briefly described the rules and format of the game and introduced the teams. In fact, the content itself was quite easy.

So simple that even a ten-year-old like Chazz could understand it in no time.

There wasn't much text, and most of it was pictures.

But Malcolm's expression continued to become more and more gloomy.

It was free now because it was a demonstration game, but wouldn't they charge an admission fee later?

Malcolm was worried that Chazz might get addicted to some weird game.

After reading through the booklet once, the game finally began.

Dudadadad! Kwaang!

"Run! Run!"

"Stop it!"

The players began to run around the field like buffalo.

A fight to advance 10 meters in 4 chances.

It was a truly exciting match.

Athletes ran at incredible speeds.

There was a series of crazy clashes and plays that deceived the opponent.

"That's right! Touchdown!"

Malcolm clenched his hands together with an agitated expression.

Before he knew it, he was completely captivated by the football game.

Suddenly, he looked around and saw that it was full of men cheering.

Soon, cheers began to ring out throughout the stadium.

"Shoogleshoogleshoogleshoogle!"

Although they had no idea what was going on, Malcolm and Chazz quickly began singing along.

It was because the song was so addictive.

Then, the man sitting next to them suddenly spoke.

"Are you guys fans of Team Shuguri too?"

"Huh? What is that?"

"Look over there. The black flying squirrels are Team Shuguri, and the white bats are Team Peltron. We root for Team Shuguri."

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"Uh… … . Us, me too."

"Wow! As expected, these young men are very communicative. Okay, take this."

"Yes? Yes."

Malcolm took a towel with a bewildered expression.

When he opened it up to the side, there was a black flying squirrel mascot drawn on it.

Soon, the Shuguri team, which had successfully scored a touchdown, succeeded in the extra point kick.

You get one extra point.

"Ewww!"

"Go crush those damn bats!"

The stadium was transformed into a frenzy of excitement.

Malcolm was singing the cheer song more passionately than anyone else.

But the man sitting next to him called someone's name.

"Trevor! Trevor! Trevor! Trevor!"

"Who is that?"

"He's our team's best running back. Look at him. He runs so well!"

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the players started running like crazy.

He quickly evaded the defenders and scored his second touchdown.

That was a truly amazing play.

Malcolm felt a shiver run through his body.

The moment he saw that scene, it felt like a hot fire was rising in his chest.

"Wow! This is really cool."

"I heard he was a lumberjack from Midias. He used to be in the Western Defense Forces."

"That's amazing. An ex-military person?"

"That's why he's a more popular player. You should give it a try too."

"Yes? Me?"

"Since I'm on the tall side, I just need to put on some muscle. Of course, I'll need to obtain at least the qualifications of a Class A mercenary."