Proof of the Sun King

An hour later, Lops walked into the arena and began to receive number plates.

The arena in Marienburg may have different tricks every day, such as lance duels, group confrontations, such as magic duels, as well as big fights and shooting competitions.

The Marienburg Arena has been built for hundreds of years. In recent years, due to the continuous development and doubling of prosperity of this big city, the citizens' requirements for entertainment are getting higher and higher. In this case, the arena has also experienced a It has been heightened and expanded again, and now the Duel Arena in Marienburg is a super large arena covering an area of ​​tens of thousands of square meters, with a diameter of more than 200 meters, tens of thousands of seats and a wall of tens of meters high. To the public, everyone can enter to watch the exciting gladiatorial performances and bet on their favorite gladiators.

The arena also provides a place to resolve the personal grievances that broke out in the city. Some strong people will come to this place to duel, not only to kill the enemy, but also to earn some extra money.

In this case, the arena needs a large number of gladiators to serve the general public. Since the system of the empire determines that the number of slaves will not be large, free gladiators have become the main part of the arena.

Keeping Ryan's instructions in mind, Lops calmly entered the arena.

Immediately, a man in linen clothes and a straw hat came up: "Sir, do you want to buy a ticket? Or?"

"I want to sign up to become a gladiator, what is today's gladiatorial event?" Lops immediately said that he had come to sign up to become a gladiator.

"Oops! Sir, you've come to the right place today! Today's gladiatorial event is a serial battle!" The man in the straw hat had dark skin and a stench from his mouth and body: "The gladiators who signed up will enter the gladiatorial fight one by one. The upper limit of the number of people on the arena is ten, whenever someone loses, alternate gladiators will join, and the last remaining person is today’s gladiator champion.”

"...Is that so?" Lops was young and vigorous, and didn't take the enemy seriously: "I want to sign up."

"Then I'll take you in." The straw hat man was overjoyed, and then walked inside with Lops.

Smelly!

It stinks!

After simply going through the gladiatorial formalities, this was Lopes' first impression of the interior of the arena's basement.

The basement is dirty and lacks sunlight. Muscular men are crowded in the small basement, changing clothes, eating the simplest and cheapest vegetables and brown bread, served with dirty water, and there is a lot of feces in the corners of the basement. people understand.

This is where slave gladiators stay.

Although Lops has been a free gladiator several times, this is the first time he has come to this kind of place. The wandering knight resisted his nausea and walked quickly, and a potbellied steward came over: "Is it you? Lops? Did you come to the gladiatorial competition again today?"

"Yes, Mr. Claus!" The steward was an acquaintance of Lops, and he had many slave gladiators under him.

The steward looked at Lops with a smile on his face: "If you want me to say, you are an elite middle-level wandering knight, it is not a big problem to win in this series of battles, so we pay you the commission Compared to those new gladiators, there will be fewer, no problem?"

"No problem, by the way, Mr. Claus, I want to ask you something." Lops's participation in the gladiatorial as an elite mid-level is a bit bullying. After many gladiatorial fights, he bet on him The odds will be greatly reduced, so the commission will be correspondingly lower.

"What's up?"

"What kind of strange people have been there recently? The kind of gladiators who are particularly good at fighting? Who appeared here?" Lops kept in mind Ryan's instructions, and spoke directly when he got a chance.

"Especially... Can you fight? Recently?" Klaus was lost in thought.

Marienburg Arena, off the field.

"Do you trust him so much?" Veronica and Ryan walked towards the arena together, Witch Garland asked curiously.

"Lops is the son of Hyde, the lord of Mosheen. He has received formal military training since he was a child. His strength is good, and... he should not be too stupid." Ryan hesitated a little when he talked about the topic of being too stupid, but he felt that Luo Since Puth came out to travel as a wandering knight, he should know how to adapt to the situation.

What more did Veronica want to say, a dwarf came oncoming from the inside of the arena, and he shouted: "God! God, a great hero has come to the arena, Mr. Ryan, welcome your arrival. "

The oncoming dwarf is about 1.4 meters tall, but his head accounts for one-third of his total height, and his long beard with various thick braids covers his entire belly and legs. , It almost fell to the ground, the dwarf's face was shiny, and he wore various gold and silver jewelry on his beard and his hands. At first glance, he was a rich man.

"Hello, bearded man." Ryan shook hands with the dwarf: "Your beard is so beautiful!"

"Oh! I like this compliment!" The dwarf stroked his beard proudly. "I spend two hours a day taking care of my beard."

A dwarf's beard is a symbol of its age and status. A dwarf will not shave since birth, but will wait for his beard to grow longer. The longer the beard, the older the dwarf. Identify a dwarf's status Whether he is tall can also be seen from his beard - wealthy and powerful dwarves have more time and cost to maintain their beards, and their beards will be groomed frequently, smooth and shiny, if a dwarf's beard is messy and sloppy, it can only be It shows that his status and strength are low.

"Officially introduce myself, my name is Gliza-Storm Hammer, I am from the Roof Mountains of the World, and I am now one of the guardians of this city. By the way, I am also responsible for the care of the arena." The dwarf laughed: "The duke said , Mr. Ryan is a distinguished guest and close friend of Marienburg. If you need anything, you can say, does Mr. Ryan want to come to see the game today?"

"Well, the weather is getting colder and colder recently. In this cold weather, you always need some hot exercise to refresh yourself!" Ryan laughed, while secretly giving Veronica a wink that you know .

Veronica gave Ryan a work-critical look back.

"Then you've really come to the right place! Marienburg has everything you want!" Gliza took Ryan to the high stage of the arena: "There is a wonderful serial battle today! Let me serve you and you The beautiful girlfriend opens the VIP box and enjoys a visual feast."

Ryan also wanted to explain that no, we were just partners, but when he looked up, he saw a fireball the size of a basin appeared in Veronica's hand, and the woman smiled very maliciously.

Magic can be used in the arena, Ryan can only close his mouth. He is not afraid of fireball, but it does not mean that he wants Veronica to be entangled in this issue.

The interior of the arena is composed of huge stone pillars and stone walls, which are essentially more like a barracks or even a small city that can accommodate thousands of troops. Basements and tunnels, some tunnels are said to have been linked to a very mysterious underground kingdom - a paradise for kobolds and many beasts.

Following the road led by Gliza, Ryan and Veronica moved along the narrow passage to the interior of the arena. The passage from the interior of the arena building to the arena site was very narrow, extremely oppressive, and deep. The tunnels, the oppressive environment, the walls shrinking inwards, all make people feel depressed.

However, when we reached the end of the tunnel, we were greeted by dazzling light and huge noises. Thousands of spectators were shouting and shouting. The huge auditorium of the arena, the blue winter sky, the hundreds of meters in radius. The interior of the arena is fully displayed in front of people, and the sense of the gap from the smallest to the largest stimulates the nerves of the two.

Gliza led the two people to a box. It was said to be a box. In fact, it was a small balcony with a radius of about ten square meters. There was a long long soft sofa in the balcony, and then there was a table on the table. There are some of the simplest snacks, and then there is a piece of parchment with the prices of many foods written on it, and if you need it, you can ring the bell to notify the waiter to deliver it.

"Tsk tsk, three gold coins for a glass of malt beer, dwarves really know how to do business." Veronica took the parchment, glanced at it, and handed it to Ryan: "What do you want to drink? Pay for it yourself!"

"I thought you would invite me for a drink!" Ryan took the bill and found that the price above was at least ten times higher than the market price, so he complained: "Veronica, it's not up to you to show your love for the partnership. Human generosity?"

"Generous? Ryan, am I not generous enough to you? I have no money and want a rich partner. You should go to Trovik. They are the little princess of Garland, and they have money at home." Vero Nika suddenly said sourly: "She can save you from struggling for many years, but I can't do it. I have nothing to give you, in every sense."

"But that's why you've always been my partner." Ryan said in a deep voice, a trace of pity flashed in the man's eyes: "During the trip, Teresa told me several times, but I never planned to change it. Partner, I promised that you will live up to me, I will live up to you, and my partner will not change because of things other than us."

"I didn't see you wrong, boo~" Veronica, who was so elated by the man's words, put a scent on the man's mouth.

"By the way, as we said yesterday, if I... What would you do to your little apprentice?" Ryan simply hugged Veronica to himself and asked curiously.

"What can I do? I won't kill Catherine, I'll just let her go to Garland's magic workshop to study, and then... marry her to a manor or something in a few years." Veronica didn't resist. , she put her arms around the man's neck and smiled softly: "This is the punishment for robbing her and her tutor. I didn't give it to her, she is not allowed to touch it."

The game started soon.

Lopes drew No. 23, and he will play at No. 23.

The wandering knight from Nord wears the standard equipment of a gladiator, a normal leather armor with a smell, a wooden halberd, a wooden escape and a simple helmet. Gladiators are not allowed to bring their own equipment in the arena. , they only allow gladiators to use standard standard wooden gear.

The arena is very large, and the gladiators are constantly entering the melee, but Lopus is not weak. He is an elite and middle-level man who uses his halberd very proficiently. The son of a lord who has received a complete military education since childhood has reflexes and arm strength. Yes, he deftly uses evasion and shield to block attacks, and then uses his halberd to take down opponent after opponent.

Like a **** of war, the wandering knights send off gladiators one after another in the arena, and their strength makes the outcome seem one-sided.

There were only two people left in the arena.

"Next, let's witness the final battle of this serial battle. The two opponents are Mr. Lops, the wandering knight from Nord!"

"And, refusing to be named—butcher, Mr. Bennett!"

In the dust, Lops was covered in sweat, and the wandering knight carefully looked at the figure that appeared in the dust.

His opponent was tall, holding a wooden machete and shield, with a mask on his face, over two meters tall and quite bloated, the only thing that could be seen was that his skin was very dark, as black as coal, and his eyes showed Blood red, staring at Lops.

The wandering knight felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong. Thinking that Ryan was watching himself in the stands, Lops gritted his teeth, and he knew that he couldn't back down now.

He longs to be a knight who enjoys flowers and applause like Ryan, and he longs to be a hero in people's eyes like Ryan~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Since he witnessed Ryan kill the Chaos champion in the defense of Mijordenhaven , After the barbarian chief, Lops was determined to follow Ryan and become a great knight like him, so if Lops wanted to start over, he had to show Ryan his value.

The world doesn't need waste.

"Ahhhh!!" Bennett roared, striding towards Lops, his tall figure gave people a strong sense of oppression.

"Open, open, open!"

Lops was attentive, his combat skills were biased towards defensive counterattacks, the wandering knight raised his shield high, and at the same time aimed his halberd at the oncoming Bennett as much as possible.

The wooden halberd made Bennett have to choose to dodge sideways, because if the leather armor on his body was penetrated by the halberd, it meant that he lost.

This just put him in the trap of Lops, the wandering knight's shield block blocking the wooden machete.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Bennett's tall body slashed the machete frantically, while Lops resisted with a wooden shield. The wooden machete chopped down one after another, and sawdust splashed everywhere.

On the scene, Lops was on the passive side.

There was a lot of excitement in the stands, shouting abuse, cheering, and roaring.

"Lopes, **** you, my money is all on you, you son of a bitch, get up!"

"That's right! Bennett! That's it! Kill him! Kill him!!"

"Fuck him! Blast his dog's head!"

"@!@#...￥!￥*@!"

in the box.

Ryan gently hugged Veronica in his arms and said with a smile, "The outcome is already divided."

"That wandering knight is going to lose?"

"No... Lops' victory is in sight."