Who Designed This Underworld Dungeon?-Chapter 1037 - 682: Battle Festival, Rematch! (Double - )

"Just place the flowers like this, just like this, make it look grand!"

"Captain, the balloon of the Shattered Star General is leaking and won't fly up!"

"Where's the maintenance team? The projector over here is having issues, the connection to the magic power is unclear and it got disconnected!"

In the newly refurbished Imperial Capital, thousands of troops are busy running around the city, adding flourishes to the city, each one bustling, embellishing every street with various decorations.

Everywhere, curious crowds gather. Why aren't they at work? Because King Banto granted a nationwide three-day holiday!

During these three days, the citizens of the Warrior Country can only do three things:

Watch the projection, watch the projection, or (Warrior Country expletive) watch the projection!

All to watch Banto's projection of the soon-to-start Battle Festival!

"Hurry up with the work, you'll be in trouble if you delay His Majesty's matters!"

The troops divided into dozens of squads, bustling everywhere, with captains acting as overseers.

Inflatable balloons modeled after Latan's image are scattered in various parts of the city, including a particularly large Latan balloon hovering in the sky, said to be suggested by the enthusiastic citizen Gedwin.

Atop the tallest buildings in the Imperial Capital are huge, colorful hanging paintings depicting the landscapes of different areas in Sain Dungeon. A close look reveals these are hand-painted, truly a massive project.

Staff dressed as Latan soldiers are distributing free souvenirs everywhere, all bearing badges and keychains with different monster portraits, produced by local toy manufacturers in the Warrior Country. They successfully ousted the Bed family who ambitiously wanted to enter the toy market here, so distributing these souvenirs is also a form of boasting.

Throughout the streets, bards smelling business opportunities sing a plethora of poems about Latan, created by authors trying to hype up post-Battle Festival events, earning enough copper coins today to cover a month's expenses.

However, they're officially banned from singing the most famous song - the war song sung by soldiers in Red Lion City during the Battle Festival, as authorities intend to save it for setting the atmosphere when the festival begins.

The Imperial Capital is bustling with activity everywhere.

Captains of the squads urge on, idle people chattering about the decorations, kids excitedly shouting upon recognizing things, while adventurers debate about which monsters depicted on the decorations are stronger, which ones they could defeat, and discussions evolve into boasting.

Even the Dragon Nest joined in, hanging a banner expressing certain victory over the large nest. It's evident they were forced by Banto to display this banner because the writing appears cursory.

Not only the Imperial Capital achieved such a scale, surrounding cities, including Black Stone City, are also being decorated by Banto's orders.

He even announced the festival a few days in advance to give people time to gather in these cities for the live broadcast of the Battle Festival.

And the largest projector is set on the Golden Tree beside Black Stone City.

Although this is just an ordinary tree with the appearance of a Golden Tree, it doesn't hinder people from calling it the Golden Tree.

Using the remnants left behind by the rampaging Sain Dungeon to live broadcast the battle in Sain Dungeon, this is undoubtedly the most fitting place!

"I didn't expect it to be so lively, it's making my blood boil."

On the top floor of the Royal Palace, Gapar, watching the projection screen slowly unfurling to cover most of the sky, couldn't help but marvel at how wealthy Banto must be.

In fact, Ainz III and Princess Selene also sponsored this event significantly; after all, everyone wanted to watch, and if his strength permits, Ainz III would surely join the battle.

"Our country is getting better too..."

Seated beside Gapar, the now-retired old king Fred gazed at the Imperial Capital, entirely different from what he remembered, and couldn't help but sigh.

"Surprised, aren't you, that this country actually works so hard for a warrior's festival." Gapar smiled.

"That indeed surprised me, I didn't expect to see the country so lively while I'm still alive."

Fred coughed twice, but the illness couldn't suppress his upward-curving lips; he couldn't help muttering to himself:

"Younka, your death was good."

Although Younka caused the country quite some trouble, the incidents he stirred made people fear magic; even those who weren't afraid still developed a resistance against it. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Hence, the craze for warriors rose during this period of magical decline.

"Speaking of which," Fred said with a twisted expression, "I recall hearing others say Latan was actually a very formidable magician, not a pure warrior."

"Dual Cultivation of Physical and Magical, don't worry about it, where would you find a pure warrior as strong as Latan?"

"That's true, having the Shattered Star General is already great."

The old king looked toward the direction of the Yanor Kingdom, seemingly pondering something, and after a while, he slowly spoke:

"Had that Dungeon appeared when I was still healthy, it would've been wonderful… joining with the old scoundrel Ainz would surely be interesting."