You didn't spend much time looking for this writer.

If you have to dig into the reasons for this...... Because this man didn't run away at all...... Didn't even hide what they meant...... He swaggered and exposed himself to the crowd......

The place where he was discovered was the Old Town.

In the square at the entrance, a large circular cage was enclosed with steel bars, and inside was something that looked like a ring. The two men above were holding each other with both hands, trying their best to knock each other down.

The people around them let out bursts of excited shouts as they moved, and the author was among them.

You didn't go to say hello right away, but first looked carefully at the paper on the cage.

"To celebrate Crossbell's 70th anniversary, the Rose Fighters are performing special fighting skills. Spectators are free to choose whether to side with red or blue, and if the backing team wins, the backer receives a prize of 500 meters. There is no penalty for the side that supports it. Don't miss the opportunity! ”

…………

Sounds like a very unrewarding action.

But you understand that this is very effective advertising.

In this way, you won't lose too much money in the ring for a day, but the savage, ferocious, and cruel image of the Saiyaru Kingdom will become more and more distinct, and when Saiyaru becomes an enemy, these vivid images will all be transformed into heavy fear. Moreover, this kind of gore, is addictive.

There is no doubt that this should be the operation of Saiaru.

However, Yu is not too worried about things about Saiaru.

If you have to say why, it's probably the "trust" in the prince who has only met once.

Whether it is the arrogance in his bones or the arrogance of his self-proclaimed supreme imperial power, it shows that he is not dealing with the current Emperor and His Majesty. The so-called "supreme" imperial power must be the emperor. The crown prince proclaimed himself emperor, so what he meant can be imagined.

Unlike other imperial states, Saiyalu is not a succession system, but a snatch system. Saiaru's law clearly states that if someone wants to kill the emperor, no one else can intervene to protect the emperor. Let the emperor figure it out on his own. If the emperor dies, then the one who kills the emperor is the next emperor.

The brutal law of the jungle.

But it is also a very effective law of the strong.

The emperor elected under this system is definitely the strongest man in the country. And because of this system, if Zhao Liyang wants to inherit the throne, then he is bound to kill his father.

However, his eyes are not satisfied by being an emperor. I'm afraid his ambition is on the whole continent.

That way, there is no need to worry that he will shoot at Crossbell. The autonomous region is too weak and too embarrassing. If it were to be attacked, neither Erebonia nor Calvard would stand idly by, and it would become a situation where the two empires would unite against Saiaru.

Crossbell was weak and couldn't set off the wind and waves, so no one looked at him. Is it sad that Crossbell is safe because of his weakness?

But...... Something really big is going to happen in this world.

"The mountain rain is coming, and the wind is full of buildings...... ......"

You whispered the timeless sentence. His face gradually turned bitter.

At the end of the day, I still can't do anything.

Looking for the owner, I couldn't find it. Be a killer, be bad. As the holder of an ancient relic, he was forcibly stripped of by the church, and he was left with an incurable serious injury. I want to live a quiet life, but the mutation finds me again and again. wanted to protect Liber, but because of his "don't cause trouble" doctrine, Liber's mutation happened. Now, You wants to protect Cross Bell, but he doesn't have time.

He once told Lloyd that he only lived to be 30 years old. Actually, it was a lie to him. In the doctor's original words, it was clearly mentioned that it was the result of his absence. You can now feel that his body is getting weaker and weaker.

I'm afraid that I won't be able to protect anything this time.

Hopefully, Lloyd, you can get through the crisis safely.

Hopefully...... I'm still getting sentimental, when did I start saying the word "hope"?

You shook his head, and his short black hair suddenly drew traces of neatness.

It's useless to think too much. Now the task takes precedence.

"This gentleman, may I ask ......?"

"Don't talk - oh oh! Sure enough, it was a victory! The cyan berserker is indeed invincible! ”

Speaking excitedly to himself, his appearance was no different from the audience in the arena that You had seen before.

This author wears a gray shawl with a gray robe underneath, which looks casual and convenient. The artist is a person who doesn't care much about the opinions of the people around him, and probably he didn't even notice that he was wearing slippers and went out today.

"Well, is the cyan berserker strong?"

On the occasion of avid fans meeting their idols, it is unthinkable to "interrupt". You Mingming chose to follow his words and asked this person called the cyan berserker.

"Of course! Muscles! Blood! Stumble! Oooh oh! It's coming, it's coming! ”

The writer excitedly shouted something to You, but You couldn't understand his logic at all. I just know that something seems to be coming.

The winner of the ring match, a strong man in cyan shorts and painted in teal patterns, shouted to the spectators outside the cage, "ThisIsACarnival!!" (It's!!) ）”

“ThisIsACarnival！！”

Half of the audience shouted along with him, and it seemed that they were all supporters of the Teal Berserker.

The writers around you are no exception.

I was completely attracted by things outside of my own job......

You sighed, looking like it was a hassle to communicate with him.

Just as he was about to give up the negotiations and bring the client over directly, the cyan berserker stepped down. It turned out that the two new teams were on stage.

It looks like it's something like a qualifier, not the usual defensive system of Saiaru.

Seeing his idol step down, the writer would let out a cry of satisfaction and ask the young man next to him who had just discussed the cyan berserker with him.

"How! That's a real man! ”

The writer said that he made a muscle-squeezing motion, but he didn't have any muscles at all, which just made his somewhat fat body look ridiculous.

"En. That's right, yes, you won't run away, even if the opponent is strong, you have to face it bravely, and then defeat him. This is a real man. ”

"Oooh! That's right! The cyan berserker is the strongest! ”

You smiled mysteriously, he was tricked. Sure enough, excited people can't talk more than their brains.

"So...... Mr. Giles, don't you think you should also learn from your idol and brave the deadline? ”

"Cut-off date? Oh, you're the editor-in-chief, right? Tell him not to worry! I, Giles, am now a wellspring of letters! What is a mere deadline! Hahaha! ”

Giles crossed his hands on his hips and laughed wildly, not at all revealing that he was a writer. There are two bandits, and they are still the weakest bandits who can only see the gate.

"But it's the deadline, isn't it?"

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about, obviously there are still 5 days! ”

The two of them began a debate on the question of time, and You casually pulled two audience members, and let the Gilles writer understand that he didn't even realize that it was past the deadline!

"Don't worry, don't worry!"

But he still didn't look guilty.

"Isn't it just a manuscript! I can't stop thinking about it now! Muscles! Brave! Fighter! Blood! Symphonic poem! Acura for the bravery and fearlessness of mankind! ”

He was chattering almost like crazy, and even Yuki Tatsumi felt that he was really a little insane.

I'm afraid that it was under the huge mental pressure that the deadline was approaching, and he suddenly saw Saialu's slave fighting skills, and the excessive impact suddenly made his spirit collapse.

It's really pitiful, I'd better introduce the editor-in-chief to a reputable psychiatrist......

"Speaking of which...... Mr. Giles, your serialization seems to be ...... Mystery novels, right? ”

"That's right! The so-called reasoning! It's fist and fist! Leg to leg! The collision of blood and passion! ThisIsACarnival！！ ”

"I gave up...... Editor-in-Chief Locke, that's all I can do for you. ”

Anyway, he found Giles, and he also said that he was willing to continue writing. Then leave the rest to the professionals.

You decisively blamed the editor-in-chief on this troublesome matter.

"So...... While I'm acting alone now...... Let's go to Dr. Joachim. Are you 'just' an associate professor? ”