The "lucky one" in the arena is now surrounded by two tall trolls, and behind him is a hard stone wall, and there is no way to retreat. The spectators let out a frantic cry of madness, pointing out to the two trolls how to kill the gladiator.

The two brutes, as if they understood people's minds, were not in a hurry to kill the poor man, but approached slowly, creating an atmosphere so that the audience would be worth the ticket price.

Adrian, who was beside Albert, was visibly unable to sit still, his cheeks twitching as if he were in some great pain. He clenched his fists tightly, ready to vent his anger from it. As the trolls got closer, Adrian became more and more restless. He couldn't hold back any longer, and suddenly it exploded.

Adrian straightened up and shouted with all his strength, "This is cruel!

The arena was full of people, and the sound of killing shook the sky, and it was too difficult to come out on your own. But fortunately, Duke Borot was the object of Emperor Deliot's attention, Albert was Borot's son, and Adrian was his personal bodyguard.

Del T.L. deliberately asked the guards around him to hold up the megaphone and shout: "Everyone, be quiet, be quiet, His Majesty the Emperor has something to say!"

As soon as the word emperor was heard in the field, the flag suddenly fell silent, and there was no sound in the blink of an eye. Deliot smiled and said, "Everyone is very happy, and their voices are a little tired, there seems to be something to say to the men of Borot over there, we might as well listen to it!"

The crowd quickly handed the microphone to Adrian like a drum and a flower, and Albert kept glancing at him, meaning to speak carefully. But Adrian was carried away by the rage, and he did not care about the etiquette and the big picture, and he exclaimed, "That gladiator had won the tournament with honor, but because of the fanaticism and cruel greed of the people, he was about to die. We are all Tambolance people, why do we treat our own people like this? You all have families, you all have parents, you all have wives and children, how would you feel if your relatives were fighting to the death on the field at this moment? Would you still do such a stupid and cruel act so shamelessly and scoundrelly?"

The audience in the arena exploded at once, and they responded to the person's question with a buzzing sound. Those hecklers who were only trying to satisfy their own desires felt so jealous when they saw that someone was favored by the emperor, and they were not to be outdone, and immediately said in a provocative tone: "Big guys, look, a house slave has made such a grand statement, I! The arena is for us to entertain, whether it is the Venn Empire or the Tamborance Empire, as long as the successive emperors enter the arena, they are all equal to the people! There is no high or low in front of entertainment! This is the singing and dancing ground for us, no worse than the mansions of your dignitaries!"

The people in the arena suddenly roared and roared, and they threw everything that could be thrown around them into the arena to express their anger. They were very dissatisfied with the emperor for letting the fool speak, and they were all excited.

The instigators who took the lead felt that they were standing on the shoulders of giants, and suddenly they were full of pride, and scolded all those who did not like them, from the emperor to the prisoners, and they made full use of the public opinion. At this moment, they are the real emperors.

Del Teriot's heart secretly memorized these faces, but his mouth was soft: "Everyone, that person is a family, you are excellent people of the Tamborance Empire, you don't need to be like him! Look! The trolls are about to act! The show is on!"

His words decisively drew the attention of the people back to the blood-pumping situation in the arena. I saw that the lucky one had been pressed to the ground by the two trolls, and those two beasts had probably watched this kind of game from the stands in their previous lives, so they knew the people's minds so well. They are unhurried, they play with the prey they get, they play with the prey they get, you break his left arm, I cripple his right thigh, you eat his left ear, I go and gouge out his eyeballs. At first, the lucky man tried his best to resist, but gradually, he probably lost his confidence and courage, and no longer struggled uselessly. His heart died, before the flesh died.

Adrian was furious, and used the microphone that was still by his side to scold the audience and even the eighteenth generation of the emperor himself's ancestors, and when Albert and Duke Borot heard this, their faces turned pale in an instant, and although Lecles and Kegan cursed, they did not intend to make their thoughts public in public.

The crowd shushed in Adrian's direction, and those who were closer to him even scuffled with him. Adrian was strong and burly, and none of these people combined were his match.

Countess A was awakened by the chaos at this moment, she smoothed the white cloth on her belly, then looked at the hot sun in the sky, and then did not forget to count her husband a few words, and finally her gaze inadvertently touched somewhere. She saw someone with a bow and arrows, and the man was dressed in black and his face was tightly wrapped. The Countess followed the direction of the arrow, but landed on the Emperor. The Countess suddenly screamed, and she shouted hysterically: "Help, someone is going to murder His Majesty the Emperor!"

Adrian was thrown the microphone not far from the countess because of the fight, and her shout made the audience scatter, and the scene suddenly became a pot of porridge.

The guy with the bow and arrow obviously didn't expect this, and he thought that the audience was so engrossed in the bloody performance that they wouldn't notice his actions. Although the posture of opening the bow and arrows is conspicuous, others think that he is stretching his waist. The attention of the people is all in the field, and they will not bother with such an inexplicable move at all.

At the moment, the situation was chaotic, and the man didn't have time to think about anything, and after whistling out two arrows, he disappeared into the crowd again.

The Praetorian Guards around the Emperor immediately reacted to the Countess's warning, and they were blocked around His Majesty the Emperor, not to mention bows and arrows, even ants could not get in. The two cold arrows were fired in a hurry, and they did not cause much harm, and they were both fixed on the seats near the Praetorian Guard.

Emperor Deliot was annoyed and shouted, "Pull the monster back into its cage, all the gates of the arena are closed, and no entry or exit is allowed within three miles of the arena." I'd like to see who has the guts!"

When the people who were originally imposing saw that the emperor was angry, they suddenly lost their temper, trembled, and no longer had the same brilliance as before. Those of them who were the ones who took the lead, seeing that His Majesty was about to move seriously, suddenly became constrained. When there is no catastrophe coming, it is possible for these people to unite as one, and once the crisis comes, it will be the birds that will fly into the forest, and they will never be able to twist a rope.

Among the pickers, there are also clever ones, so they want to blame others and let the emperor lock on the target early. They puffed up their lips and kept preaching: "Who was just now, who was so dissatisfied with the competitive competition, and scolded our respective ancestors for eighteen generations, and even His Majesty the Emperor did not let go. Is it possible that he was the mastermind and participant in this conspiracy?"

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately attracted a chorus of approval, and everyone pointed the finger directly at Adrian on Albert's side.

This happened to be in the hands of Emperor Deliotus, who immediately ordered the arrest of the suspect. Borot father and son have no way to intercede at this moment, because the people's hearts are terrible, and the murder of the emperor is even more terrible, these two are superimposed, if you are in a hurry to argue now, there will definitely be no good fruit to eat, it is better to temporarily wronged Adrian, and wait until the situation calms down, and then make a difference.

The people shouted: "Long live the emperor! Long live the emperor! Break the body of the man who murdered the emperor to pieces! Hang his head on the wall of the imperial capital to warn those rebellious ministers and thieves!"

The minds of the people are like the Panlong River outside the city of Xiza, sometimes turbid, sometimes clear. They are angels and demons, all on the impulse of the moment.

Even if Adrian had murderous intent, he was certainly not the one who shot those two arrows.

There are tens of thousands of people in the arena, and it is as difficult as looking for a needle in a haystack to find the real culprit inside.

Emperor Deleven thought about it, but he didn't have any particularly good plans.

At this time, his confidant Carignan suggested: "Your Majesty, in the opinion of the old minister, it is better to find the bow first, and then follow the vine to find the person behind it, which is the best policy." ”

Dillo nodded, and then asked his Praetorian Guards to speak, asking the people present to inspect all sides of him, and if there were bows and arrows, to surrender them immediately. Whoever turns it in is not guilty, and is immediately rewarded with five Imperial Gold Coins.

The gentleman is quick to speak, not to mention the promise made by the emperor among tens of thousands of people! The people are looking forward to the appearance of the murder weapon worth five gold coins by their side, and they have not considered in the slightest what kind of play the emperor might sing.

There was a guy dressed in black, and after hesitating for a moment, he decisively signaled to the emperor's men to find the bow himself. He was a pointy-eared elf, but his face was not as white as that of the elf, but rather a gloomy appearance, as if black and white were constantly reconciling and fighting.

The Emperor was pleased and motioned for the man to come near.

Countess A was also very sober at this time, their seat was not too far from His Majesty the Emperor, and the appearance of the man in black, she could see it very clearly, wasn't that the culprit who took the bow and arrow? The pregnant lady really figured out that he had sat behind him and said something good to start the show. Thinking about these things together, the countess suddenly felt dizzy, and the sky spun around, and she took the count's hand and cried out incessantly: "No, I'm going to faint!"

Count A shook his head helplessly, for he had seen this situation so many times that it could not touch his sympathy at all.

Right now, the assassin and the emperor are about to communicate face-to-face, one is stunning, the other is insidious and cunning, who will kill the deer, and continue next time.