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After spinning the wheel, the surrounding scenery begins to change.

Noisy

Almost swearing and cheering fill all directions, not loud but loud. You and Annette stand on a square, flat stone field more than twenty meters long, surrounded by a chest-high stone wall, and behind the breastwork is a crowd of people waving their arms overhead, many, estimated sixty or seventy, both men and women. Overhead are wooden beams and draperies similar to those found in shacks. There are so many torches that they can light up the place like day.

"Kill him!"

"I want blood! I have to see blood in this scene!

The audience shouted excitedly, what exactly did the so-called "he" refer to...... Maybe it's not specific to anyone at all, just kill anyone.

Here stand you and Annette,

There were four orcs standing over there. Tall, burly, long, earth-covered fangs squeezed out of his lower lip, even blackened by the phantom, he couldn't hide the scars, thick muscles, and green skin.

The four orcs were uniformly and rudimentarily equipped: two-handed greatswords, light leather armor that didn't differ much from a few belts wrapped around their bodies, a few rags to cover their shame, iron hoops on their wrists and ankles, and slave collars around their necks engraved with arcane spells.

Their eyes were both empty and full of murderous intent.

An unfamiliar voice with a tone similar to that of a host sounded loudly from nowhere: "Okay, okay, this time it's four healthy and strong adult orcs, and it took us a lot of effort to catch them! The two market guards are currently odds of 1.3!1.3! Bets are about to close! Hurry up, don't miss it!"

One of the orcs looked like he wanted to step forward with his sword, but with a pained expression, he stopped.

Flat ground, a cage in all directions.

"Barbarians!"—Annette declared so loudly, lest she would drown out the noise if she was quiet.

She tosses her wand to you, her shield and bow aside, and holds the practice wooden sword in both hands.

"We've got a mystery surprise! Violent, brutal, and super exciting! This gladiatorial fight will definitely give everyone an even crazier feast of blood! Stay tuned! Stop betting, the fight is about to begin! Count down to three seconds!"

The host may have used a spell that can amplify the sound, and the countdown is extremely clear. Only his echo was left in the dueling arena. As the countdown began, the surrounding audience suddenly became deadly silent.

Sand, sand......

Annette steps sideways to move diagonally in front of you, covering without getting in the way.

This time it's supposed to be level 3, what profession are you going to announce?

A, Warrior (sword, shield, bow)

B, Paladin (sword, shield, single wand)

C, Wanderer (sword, bow)

D, Priest (sword, shield, double wand)

E, Mage (sword, double wand)