While Yuki Tatsumi was changing clothes, the slaves around him began to work silently.

They carried short iron pipes one by one, put together with a kind of cross-shaped joint, and it took Lloyd some time to understand that they were making cages.

"What are you guys doing here!"

This move immediately angered this young man with a sense of justice, could it be that this battle was based on the fact that Yu-Tatsumi was bound to lose? Why build cages otherwise?

Hearing this, Red Rose giggled and did not answer. The crown prince Zhao Liyang glanced at him arrogantly, but still did not answer. But it was Karman Haas who was kind enough to come up.

"Royd-kun, this is not a cage for transportation, this is ...... The periphery of the Slave Arena! ”

Have to praise their efficiency.

They won't rest, they won't stop, even if they're out of breath, even if they're sweating profusely, even if their shoulders are red and swollen from being stepped on -- because the railing is so high that they need to step on other people's shoulders to get to a high enough position -- these people don't complain, and they don't lose their efficiency.

It's like a machine that breathes.

Lloyd had never seen anything like it. He had seen many people who were resolute, but he had seen such a creature for the first time.

Swim...... Have you been in this kind of place before?

As if seeing Lloyd's thoughts, the red rose's eyes dripped, and a long whip appeared in her hand as if by magic! The whip body is fiery red, and it seems that barbs are deliberately added! With a twist of the white wrist, the whip was thrown out quickly, and then with a crisp snap, a large wound was immediately cut on the back of a slave who looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old, and blood beads immediately appeared.

Even though he was suddenly beaten, the slave did not speak, not even move. He ignored the wound on his back and continued to do things in silence.

Lloyd was furious in his heart and pressed it down again.

This is one of the few opportunities where you can learn about the Saiaru Empire and learn about Yu's Tatsumi origins.

But the other person is different.

"I say! How can you be so cruel! ”

Noelle Shika has the same sense of justice as Lloyd, no, her sense of justice is much stronger than Lloyd's, and she can already be regarded as jealous and hateful, although the way to deal with it has become softer now, but she still can't get used to the things she can't get used to!

"Cruel? You tell me it's cruelty? Hahahaha......"

Red Rose seemed to have heard some of the funniest jokes.

"Over there, I order you, go boil the water, and stew yourself into broth."

Red Rose licks her lips, and the delicate fiery red lipstick gives her a bloody beauty.

Her order made Noelle almost wonder if he had a broken brain to misunderstand her statement.

I saw that the slave really nodded, and ran to the side to support a cauldron.

It's working time, and the red roses are so messy, but it doesn't cause traffic problems, but it is precisely because it's working time, and the people who are still hanging out in the old city are all idle people, and they see that there is a bustle to see, and they all begin to gather.

Pot boiling, a barbaric and cruel punishment. With the exception of Saiaru, all the nations abolished the punishment.

Noelle didn't expect that this woman would use such a cruel punishment, and she didn't expect that this slave would die because of her words. The most incomprehensible thing for her is that people's most precious lives are about to be taken away, why don't they resist? If you don't resist, you die, if you resist, you die, you die, why are you so obedient?

"That's enough, Red Rose. Revoke the order for me, or I'll annihilate you right here - you don't think those brainless slaves can stop me, do you? ”

A cold voice came, and Red Rose's face suddenly turned red, and her body twisted unnaturally.

"Ah~~ No problem, dear, as long as you make people excited for a while~"

said ambiguous words, but no one would associate it with pornography anymore.

This woman is a demon.

You's costume is the same as that of the people around him, completely naked, wearing only a pair of boxers, and the scars on his body are stacked, except for a fresh wound on his left rib that has not healed. His wrists were cuffed with heavy lead rings, and his feet were dragged with iron ball shackles to prevent prison escape.

Although he was dressed like the slaves around him, he had a temperament that no one else had.

That kind of temperament called [Desire].

"Tsk, it's still the same meatless as before, but forget it, just be able to fight. The first battle, over there, you don't need to kill yourself, come here, kill this guy. ”

Red Rose flicked her whip casually, snapped the whip, and threw it at the feet of the slave who had been cooking the soup before.

He nodded, and walked into the arena that had just been built.

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The arena was about thirty centimeters wide, square, and the fence was four centimeters high, uncapped, somewhat resembling a huge fence wall, but it was more like a prison.

Inside, the two confronted each other.

There are no grudges, just to please the viewers. For such a simple reason, humans are required to kill each other.

You don't know how many times you have annihilated your enemies with your own hands.

The enclosed environment made it impossible for the slaves to escape, and it also allowed the spectators to experience the pleasure of seeing all things.

There was a huge stone pillar in the middle of the field, and at the top of the stone pillar was a slave who was a complex storyteller and a weapon.

In order to be more entertaining, slave fighting skills are provided with weapons, however, not [giving], but [providing]. Just hang the weapon on the pillar and grab it if you want to use it.

Moreover, the type of weapon is not necessarily. It's good to have access to a weapon like a sword and club, but if it's a bulky hammer or a difficult weapon like a nine-section whip, you should also take into account the enemy's level and do everything you can to prevent the enemy from getting it. In this way, more intense conflicts can be created.

Five minutes after the start of the battle, a weapon will fall, and if the winner is not decided by then, you can choose to grab the weapon to increase the combat effectiveness.

Therefore, in order not to waste weapons, the slave fighters of Saiaru basically master the use of various weapons. At this point, swimming is not good.

"Are both sides ready?"

The slave on the pillar shouted this, only getting 2 nods.

Lloyd couldn't help but swallow his saliva, for fear that something would happen to Yu-Tatsumi. Ellie Randy was also worried, and Lotus didn't understand what was going on at all, and Tio looked at the game in the field, excused himself to take Lotus to eat ice cream, and walked away. She had a hunch that what was going to happen next was definitely not suitable for children to watch.

Noelle was completely stunned. She hadn't woken up from the shock that she had lost someone's life with a single word.

She vaguely felt that it was a world she couldn't interject. If it was the former Noelle, she would have rushed up to ask Red Rose to give her an explanation. And now, she has become much more mature, and she wants to know the reason more than just right or wrong.

Perhaps, this background is the reason for the formation of Yuu Tatsumi's distorted personality?

On the field, You glanced at the audience and found that Theo had taken Hexu away, and thanked him in his heart. Prepared for battle, the two slaves confronted each other cautiously, moving towards each other step by step.

Because there are shackles on their feet, the range of action of the two is very limited, and the speed assault that Yu Tatsumi is good at can't come in handy, so he can only cut the distance carefully, but the other party is also very smart, and he has been careful to keep his distance from Yu, so that he will not enter his attack range.

It looked like he was going to grab the weapon that appeared five minutes later. I guess it's that kind of slave fighter who specializes in weapon combat. It's a clever thing to do, after all, flesh and blood can't match metal weapons.

You sighed, looked a little helpless, glanced at the shackles on his feet, and then looked at the distance between himself and the other party, and suddenly rushed up with an arrow step!

The other party was startled, and quickly took a step back and put on a defensive posture. There was a distance of about six or seven steps between You and him, and when he rushed forward, his arm reached forward, but he made up for this distance at once, and the shackles were dragged by him, sending out traces on the ground, and he was dragged away several steps, and You's nails cut through the skin of the other party's forearm, and that's it.

The successful Yu did not continue to attack, but jumped back in one step, and Lloyd noticed that the reckless assault just now had made his ankles red from the hard shackles, and there were faint beads of blood pouring out.

The other party was not anxious, and continued to wait for the weapon, and the time passed little by little.

Gradually, the other party began to stumble, his steps were unsteady, and everyone was strange, obviously it should be the side with the upper physical strength, why could he not stand first?

"That's it!"

This time, it was Noelle who was the first to discover the problem.

Before, the slave's arm had been completely bruised and swollen, and the purple bruises were like slime monsters, devouring his body in a big gulp, and after a while, the slave fell to the ground with a poof, and lost his breath.

Ironically, just as he fell, the time was up, and the slave on the pillar threw a crossbow down.

"Good! Good means! It's poison! ”

Obviously, it was her slave who died, but Red Rose was not half sad, but a little lost, and there was no too fierce conflict at this station, which made her a little unmotivated.

"Hmph, Lord Earl likes to drink broth, why don't you cook this guy?"

You said coldly and sarcastically, it seemed that he was very concerned about the fact that Red Rose had ordered this slave to cook himself before. Moreover, she felt even more unpleasant that she wanted to kill this slave with her own hands.

"Alright, Lord Earl, let's get the next man on the field."