Warhammer Throne

The boxes of the arena are specially designed so that the VIP boxes are not visible in the ordinary auditoriums located in the lower part.

So Veronica took off her high heels and sat sideways in Ryan's arms and leaned on his chest. The witch spent a lot of energy on planning and thinking last night, which made her spirits not very good.

She needs to complete this task as soon as possible to prove that she is better than her.

Fortunately, there is a warm harbor by her side. In Ryan's arms, she can put down her guard, put down her burden, and allow herself to relax a little.

The woman covered her ears boredly: "Gosh, it's so noisy, next time you come to this place by yourself, I won't come."

"Learn to be patient, learn to calm ~ Veronica, sometimes external affairs will not be changed by your own will, you need to live peacefully with the noise." Ryan gently hugged the cat in his arms The woman, looking at the situation in the venue: "Lopus is worthy of being the son of Lord Mosheen, Hyde, well done."

"Oh? How do I think he was just beaten?" Veronica was not interested in these fights or something, she let a man rub oil on her beautiful legs in stockings: "Can you help me, a woman who doesn't understand anything? ?My great knight?"

"Let me make an analogy like this. A person’s physical strength is like a well. It has two indicators: the total amount of well water and the size of the bucket." Lane said softly: "The total amount of well water represents a person. The upper limit of physical fitness, but this does not mean that the well water of a well can be used until the well water dries up, because in a short time, the amount of water that can be drawn from the well is limited, which depends on the bucket. size."

"That is, physical strength will face a small limit in a short period of time. After a burst of continuous frantic attacks, any strong man's physical strength will fall into a bottleneck for a short time, and he needs to draw water from the well again, so we are the knights. There is a special course in the training, that is, how to find your own rhythm and avoid the negative effects of physical bottlenecks. Obviously, Lopus has also learned this course. He carefully allocates his physical energy and waits for Bennett. Chance of physical decline." Ryan stared at the court: "This opportunity will come soon, you see, within ten seconds, Lopus will fight back."

Sure enough, just like what Ryan said, the continuous slashing made Bennett's physical strength drop very quickly. Although Lopus' wooden shield is already in tatters, the wandering knight still retains part of his physical strength. After Lopus knew that the opportunity was coming, the wandering knight shouted angrily, and he used all his strength to slam the shield into the lower part of Bennett's wooden knife and the weak part of his arm.

The decline in physical fitness and the soreness of his arms made Bennett, nicknamed "The Butcher", out of control. Under the slam of the wooden shield, his sore hands could no longer hold the wooden knife, and he had to stop the offensive. .

So Lopus' opportunity came.

The wandering knight threw the wooden shield directly, and the flying shield hit Bennett’s helmet. The tall gladiator stepped back a few steps. Lopus switched to holding a halberd with both hands, and he started a whirlwind like a whirlwind. batter.

The wooden halberd swept across, hitting the joint between Bennett’s shoulder armor and the helmet. The strong wooden halberd caused enough damage to the human body. Bennett immediately activated his neck when he was injured. Lopes' counterattack.

The strong arm gripped the wooden knife tightly and cut it from above Lopus. Lopus quickly lifted the halberd and arrived. The halberd was slightly bent after receiving the attack of the wooden sword.

"Look at me!" Lopus raised his hands, and the wandering knight skillfully used his technique. With the help of the elasticity of the halberd and the pressure of the Bennett wooden knife, he rebounded, and the wooden knife was bounced off by the halberd.

"The halberd hits!" Ryan watched Lopus' movements and muttered silently.

The halberd in Lopus's hand struck vertically for the first time, and it was in the middle of Bennett's head. Even through the helmet, the audience in the arena could see Bennett from his painful cry and the receding figure. Of weakness.

With the second vertical split of the halberd, Bennett was hit in the head again. Under the continuous attacks of the wandering knight, everyone could see the bright red liquid flowing down the helmet, and everyone was sure of-- That is definitely not watermelon juice.

The end of the gladiatorial battle was the sweep following the second vertical split. The halberd swept across. Bennett fell to the ground. The gladiatorial end, Lopus stood up, and immediately a doctor entered the field to help him and Ben. Nate treatment.

"The gladiator is over! Today's winner is the wandering knight Lopus from the Nord Kingdom! Let us applaud him!" Gliza Stormhammer, the head of the arena, stepped forward with a laugh and presented Lopus with the trophy. , Announcing his victory.

"Thank you!" Lopus accepted the trophy and his commission in applause. The confident wandering knight also bet on himself, which made him a lot of money. After winning the trophy, he excitedly waved to Ryan , Ryan also waved.

"Can you feel the breath of Belt?" Veronica lifted her head from Ryan's arms. "I didn't feel it."

"Neither did I." Ryan shook his head, but the man was not disappointed: "Belt's strength is much stronger. Now these little fish and shrimps can't attract him. Be patient. If Belt is really hiding in the arena and watching Lopes has been winning streak and he will not remain indifferent."

"So far, it's only like this." Veronica also knew that she was a little anxious.

So for three consecutive days, Ryan and Veronica were investigating the situation in the arena. However, the situation among them disappointed the two of them. For three days, Lopus relied on superb halberd technology and excellent martial arts. , Played the name of a "halberd" in the arena, and also took on many challenges, but to Ryan's disappointment, he still did not find any traces related to Belt.

This can only show one problem, that is, Belt should not be in the arena.

Three days later, at nightfall, 53 Amber Avenue.

In the dining room on the first floor, silver tableware and white candlelights illuminate the bright dining room. Ryan hosted a banquet in his new home to entertain Alfred and Lopes. For this purpose, Ryan has already My mission told Lopus and Alfred, I hope they can help myself.

Lopus’s young face was full of excitement. He was happy that he had the opportunity to be used, and was able to be told by Ryan what he was doing. The young wandering knight felt that his three-day hard work was not in vain: “So, Mr. Lane, your goal is to find the fallen hunter Belt! I am willing to help you!"

"Thank you for your help." Ryan put his own baked butter bread, carefully made honey-roasted chicken wings and fruit salad on the white tablecloth table, while Veronica and Catherine were frying lamb chops.

The Garland Witch is different from the Sorceress. She knows how to cook by herself. Although she is not very proficient, there is no problem in making herself a bite. The female apprentices of Garland are often also responsible for cooking and doing housework for their instructors. Speaker Ma Greta doesn't need Veronica to do anything for her, so poor little Catherine has to do all the housework, and Veronica just needs to deal with it.

Today it was Ryan's friends who came to the house, and of course the witch had to cook something.

After a few people sat down, Alfred prayed a few words and began to feast on it. Lopus was still a bit cautious, but under the warm reception of Ryan and Veronica, he gradually let go: "Thank you, Mr. Lane, this is the best dinner I have ever had."

"You're welcome." Ryan thought for a moment, and continued: "What have you gained in the past few days? Are there any particularly powerful people among the gladiators, or do you feel a terrible breath?"

"No." Lopus used a knife and fork to cut the steak skillfully: "The three strongest gladiators in the arena, one is me, one is Bennett, one is Bauer, Bauer is a strong The farmer is also a nobleman. He is good at using spears, but he is very simple. He comes to play a few games every month to make some extra money."

"Yeah~" Ryan touched his chin. He knew that Belt was unlikely to exist in the arena.

Marienburg also complies with the laws of the empire. Under the control of order, it is impossible for anyone to appear in the arena to fight. It is not the chaotic southern country or the dark elves where even the lord will end the game. Locally, in Marienburg, let alone the legendary powerhouses, even elite-level humans are easy to find work, and the merchants are very willing to recruit them as guards. In this case, there are really only a few arena. Small fish and shrimp can't turn over the waves.

The only possibility is that there are two strong men fighting in the arena because of private grievances, but this is just an accident.

Ryan and Veronica exchanged glances. In the witch's judgment, the arena is indeed the lowest probability among the three places. After Lopus's three-day inspection, the arena can basically be ruled out.

"Thanks, so next shall we first investigate the underground tunnel or the Aesthetic Society?" After a big meal, Lopus and Alfred were sent away, and Ryan and Veronica sat together. In the living room of the building, under the illumination of the huge chandelier and the magic floor lamp, continue to discuss what to do next.

"The division of labor between us and Vice President Jacob is that he takes the witch hunters to explore the underground tunnel. Our task is to explore the arena and the beautiful meeting. Now that the arena has been explored, we should start investigating the beautiful meeting. "Ryan analyzed the current situation.

"Aestheticism will be difficult to deal with, Ryan, you know, at least two members of the Marienburg House of Lords are members of the Aesthetic Society, especially the Earl named Edmund Huron, who is the firm of Anida. The suitor, he has announced more than once that if Anida agrees to his marriage proposal, she will become the countess." Veronica gently pulled her dark brown curly hair behind her ears. The Garland Witch is of the fire type. As a legendary wizard of the Guangming family, she is not afraid of cold.

"So we need evidence to prove that Aestheticism will be the Chaos sect, otherwise we will not be able to search the headquarters of the Aesthetic Society. We must know that it is the Shield Block. If we are not careful, we will become unpopular objects of Marienburg, Shu His Excellency Schultz supports me, but the House of Lords is not the only one in the House of Lords.” Ryan knows that he must be cautious at every step now, especially in the face of the beautiful society that has been closely integrated with the upper-class nobles of Marienburg. One wrong step will lose the only chance to eradicate this chaotic sect.

"Now, I don't know what happened to Vice President Jacob and the others." Ryan held Veronica into his arms, breathing the scent of lilies on her body and between her hair: "Tomorrow we will go to the shield first. In the Bijie district, go to the headquarters of Weimeihui, by the way... how many new clothes will I buy for you?"

"You pay?" Veronica leaned on Ryan lightly, smiling lightly on her sweet face.

"Of course I will pay." Ryan nodded naturally: "As a gentleman, this is my duty."

"Then I can only give you this opportunity." The woman smiled like a flower: "When the time comes, my knight, don't be unable to pay!"

"Don't underestimate your partner!"

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Marienburg, underground tunnel.

Marimburg is like a giant tree, located in the city on the ground, the branches, trunks and leaves of this tree.

The underground tunnel of Marienburg is the root of this big tree.

Jacob, the vice president of the Demon Hunter Guild, brought three young demon hunters to the entrance of the underground tunnel.

Jacob had a large cigar in his mouth. He was wearing a long, thick dress. The brown men’s trench coat was well-made with scales, heavy leather boots, a wide-brimmed hat, a black mask and a wrapper. The deerskin gloves on the forearms made the vice president only show two fierce eyes and one mouth.

Even if only the eyes are exposed, the terrible ferocity of Jacob’s body has not diminished in the slightest. Except for the scars beside his eyes, any tunnel guard who sees Jacob’s eyes can feel it along the way. The deep cold came from the back.

It was a pair of eyes that doubted everything. It was a look that thought anyone was guilty. The fierce eyes like a cheetah kept sweeping over, doubting whether everyone was pure, looking for any trace of corruption.

Jacob is a veteran master of demon hunting. For decades, he has been dedicated to cleaning up and eliminating evil. Even among the demon hunters, Jacob’s handling methods are fierce. He once found a cult. In the base area, he buried dozens of people in the entire village. Because of doubt, he burned a whole street to ashes with flames.

When the Demon Hunter Guild thought it was difficult for Jacob to judge whether a handshake was a sign of friendship or a deliberate murder, the older master demon hunter finally entered a semi-retired state. He stayed in the Demon Hunter Guild most of the time. The headquarters teaches young people.

The master demon hunter is carrying a large axe and a long sword behind his back, and his waist is also equipped with short fire guns. Besides, no one knows whether the master demon hunter has other weapons on his body.

"Vice President Jacob, I found Belt!" a young witcher whispered.

"Very good." Jacob took a deep cigar, then spit out a beautiful smoke ring.

"The hunt has begun."