The city lord's news of many things is quite well-informed, and he can even know some news in advance, Lovis saw the city lord's impatience, but he had to try to get more information from him, and then found that this guy's brain must also be full of fat, many things, he probably didn't care about it.

God knows how this guy became a lord in the first place, or is it that so many hours of survival not only killed his fighting spirit, but also his intelligence? If he had wisdom at all.

"Enough, enough, my child, don't you know what's important, and you're about to face the toughest game that you might not come back to, don't you need to do as much as you can for it?"

The Fat City Lord couldn't suppress his impatience and said, not ready to pay attention to Lovis's questions, "I will give you the greatest support, but you must also understand what is the most important thing, the secret, or the life. ”

As he turned to leave, he glanced at the book that had been thrown on the floor, lying there quietly, the title of which made it seem that it might be important.

"Whatever it is, child, you know, that to keep this book alive to this day, to make this inferior eye of insight a flood of equipment, is not in itself a question that we have time to think about, what are we waiting for? Where is the next hour?"

The fat city lord left with a light step, he didn't even leave a sound of footsteps, and his last glance, that sentence, seemed to say everything.

"What are you waiting for, where's the next hour?"

This is a ballad, those women can sing, it seems that it should have a beginning and an end, and has a relatively complete content, but this is the only one that has been handed down, and it is regarded by many people as a propaganda advertisement for the training party.

yes, what are you waiting for?

Secret, or life?

Where is the next hour?

What's most important.

The Fat City Lord had turned down the stairs and gone below, perhaps seeking the pleasure of indulgence in the wine pool and flesh forest again, perhaps preparing to go to the Washing Club to wash away the discerning eyes that obstructed his vision.

His steps were light, his gait was steady, and it wasn't the first time he had been equipped with the Eye of Insight.

The anger of the right people, the first sight, the cunning of constantly circumventing the problem, and the skillful behavior of closing one eye, the fat city lord, he may have hidden a lot of secrets, this person who would never be so obsessed with fat in the first place, what is his secret? Is it related to the manual, or is it related to the arena?

Trying to recall the fat city lord in the memory of the original owner, all the images are a kind of "silly" that seems to be linked to fat, always smiling like Maitreya Buddha, and will smile and express kindness to each heir, "My child" "My child", he seems to be a natural harmless paternalistic character, or that kind of spoiled parent.

Lovis initially thought that his attitude was because there might be one of these heirs to replace him, which was indeed a very important thing, important enough to make it easy for him to spend the next 10,000 hours, but it was not an important thing, even if he lost, there were still 10,000 hours that were difficult for ordinary people to enjoy.

He doesn't need to be so flattering to every heir, then...

"Are you there, Felder? I want to talk to you. ”

Lovis found Felder in front of the door and knocked on the door.

The door soon opened, and Felder's face suddenly appeared in front of him, which was really startling, the scar was so ugly, the twisted centipede was not enough to describe, the thick black place that looked like ink had been smeared, and with the thin lines that stretched in all directions, his face, like a broken mirror, with an important piece missing in the middle.

"What are you going to say?"

The room was very simple, the same as in Lovis's, a bed, and a bed space, a random chair and table, and a coat rack, which seemed to be wooden, with several outer armors hanging on them, all of which were black, and the golden pattern representing the gold armor was the only embellishment.

It seems that since Felder was injured, his dress has changed like this, is it because he doesn't want to use light colors to set off the ugliness of the scar?

"I want you to see this, you put this on and watch again. ”

When Lovis handed over the "Athletic Instruction Manual", he also handed over a ball of light, the inferior Eye of Insight, this thing was really flooded like this one-point book, and it was estimated that no one would bother to pick it up if it fell to the ground, and there were many of the light clusters left by the fat city lord.

Felder glanced at it and refused: "No need, I've seen it." ”

Lovis was stunned, and then it became clear to him, yes, this is indeed not something that locals will be interested in, but that does not mean that no one looked at this flood of things out of curiosity when they first appeared.

They may not get the hang of it right away, but it only takes a chance that this seemingly greatest secret is not a secret, and the number of inferior insight eyes, and the number of books, is enough to make this chance a certain necessity.

He himself can be curious because of the name of the "Insight Eye", and ignore the "(inferior)" for the time being, wouldn't others have the same curiosity?

"So, is what the book says true? ”

Lovis put down his previous question and asked this first.

The corners of Felder's mouth turned up, as if it were a smile, and he sneered: "Do you see this scar of mine? Where do you think that dark attribute came from?"

Not from a competitor?

No, of course not, otherwise, Felder wouldn't have asked that.

"Yes, the statues!"

Lovis exclaimed.

"Not stupid. Felder glanced at Lovevis, unable to say whether it was admiration or contempt, "This is a scam, I almost died for it, what I obtained, it is this scar of the dark attribute, the pain that accompanies it every day, I hate those damn statues, this is poison, the greatest poison!"

"Carefully wrapped, sent to us, poison!"

The last sentence seemed to be soaked with a vicious curse, Felder's expression was hideous, with the scar that was already too ugly for people to look at directly, he was like a vengeful ghost, but unfortunately, he was full of hatred, but he couldn't find a target to attack.

At this moment, he stared at Lovis, his eyes seemed to contain poison, "I know what you want to ask, yes, I designed you to go, don't you like to perform? The audience's gaze makes you very proud, isn't it? Then, you will soon face the last game in your life, the city lord of Dark Cloud City, you will die at his hands, you will die." ”

"You, why do you say that?"

Felder approached step by step, saying something like that with every step, his tone seemed to be strengthening with that step, but Lovis was fearless, under the arena, in the city, there was no way to make any attack, all skills, all weapons, all covert or overright attack methods, would be judged invalid, and the person who did this kind of thing would face a huge difference in strength next time, destined to lose his life.

This is also the rule of the arena, and under the bland words of "the arena does not welcome off-stage competition", it is such a cruel rule that everyone must abide by.

Lovis chuckled, and on his handsome face, the smile was as bright as a sunflower, and in front of it was a demon's face, and between the two faces there seemed to be an invisible mirror, so that they could reflect each other, and see the most beautiful and the ugliest, face to face, looking at each other.

"Perhaps, I'll win? If you want to be the lord of the city, it will be a long time. ”

As the lord of the city, you can get rid of this kind of competition every dozens of hours, and the frequent events make everyone tired, and they want a longer rest and longer enjoyment.

The ghost's face suddenly calmed down, without expression, as if all the facial features had returned to their original places, still ugly, but like a calm lake, it seemed to make people feel the beauty of quiet.

"It's not going to win. ”

Felder looked at Lovis calmly, Shicai's fierce emotions seemed to be restrained by himself, "Lord of Dark Cloud City, I know who he is, if you have ever seen the statue that brought me this dark attribute scar, you will know that it is not a competitor we can defeat." ”

Without waiting for Lovevis to ponder these words, Felder continued: "I am going to become the lord of the city, so maybe I have a way to live, and you, and perhaps you can feel honored, that the secret you have just discovered will soon send you out of here." Death is also a relief, isn't it?"

The corners of one side of his mouth curled, and he smiled maliciously again, the evil ghost was still there, he might hide, maybe he would disguise, maybe, just wait for the opportunity.

"Thank you for the information. ”

Lovis was unmoved by his malice, but he was also shocked by the information revealed in his words.

The city lord of Dark Cloud City, statue?

Remembering the secret deliberately hidden under the text called a hoax, there was a dotted line that seemed to show the two ends of its connection, showing what kind of connection they had, but Lovis couldn't think of it for a moment.

"No, no, how did you meet the city lord of Dark Cloud City?"

The two cities are not connected to each other, except for the arena, the people of one city cannot meet the people of the other city, and the arena is to divide life and death, if the city lord of Dark Cloud City is really that powerful, then Felder would have died a long time ago, and he would not be here to tell him this, if Felder is strong enough, then, the city lord of Dark Cloud City would have died a long time ago, even if it is the same as a statue, it can't explain anything, it is meaningless.

Felder was in the room, the smile on his lips had not yet subsided, his eyes flashed with malice, "bang", the door closed.

Obviously, he wasn't going to tell Lovis anything useful, and what he blurted out just now might be the catharsis before revenge caused by jealousy of the original owner's appearance, and many villains will talk nonsense before revenge, and that is their catharsis.

Felder fits the characteristics of a villain, and he tells all the calculations, and in the current situation, Lovis can't do anything to him.

The desperation of knowing the trap, but still jumping down to die, maybe he wanted to cause such an effect.

Lovis shook his head and chuckled at the closed door, he was a simple evil spirit.

The author has something to say:Touch the rabbit,Since I said that I want to update the comment area,,I'm going to take a detour to see the message.,So far,After the update is successful, I've seen two non-detours.。

The question of the female protagonist from the perspective is actually not wrong, at first it was a woman who wore a man, but after that, it didn't matter whether it was a man or a woman, when both men and women were there, it probably felt the same thing, and even men would be more free, in most eras, especially in ancient times.

So,The story at the beginning is actually like this.,The heroine feels that she is unlucky enough to dress as a man in ancient times.,Shouldn't you do something more worthy of indignation?I'm not in the mood to pity others.,Self-pity and want to play the light and heat of the traverser.,And there is a strange kind of unavoidable pity for women.,So there is a lot of forced son.。

The above,It's really the heroine.,But it's dressed as a man.,Later, I'm dressed as a man.,Then I'm dressed as a woman.,Then I'm dressed as a man and I'm not a woman.,Again... So, so—not wrong.

I didn't see any strange comments, I saw a negative score, mourning-

Reading the text earlier, I saw someone else's kindergarten car or something, and suddenly thought, isn't the driver's license test just a licensed driver's license? However, the Internet does not recognize the driver's license, haha, green harmony floats by~~

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