"Please, please, please, you must defeat him. I don't want to, I don't want to be the king of gladiatorial fights. The boy's face was filled with fear and sorrow, as if he were pleading with Constance Dante.

"What are you talking about? Do you think that Lord Shuvalov raised you for nothing? Go back, Ivan! Basayev was furious and scolded the young man, but was stopped by Consitine.

"You're ・・・・・・!" Taken aback, Basayev jumped away alertly, pulled out the short hammer on his waist, pointed at Cons, Dante's head, and said viciously: "Do you want to die? "Although Novgorod has always strictly forbidden guns to enter the city, it is still possible to get such things in the lower town.

But in the eyes of Constance Dante, this was just a fierce inward-looking, he did not flinch in the slightest, but sneered: "I'm curious, if you shoot, what will be the consequences?" Do you really think that Shuvalov will let you go? ”

"Ha~ Do you really think I don't do it? Master Shuvalov wasn't going to let you out alive! Basayev said angrily.

"That's another matter entirely, you can give it a try, if it's that simple, do I still have to talk to you here?" Constance Dante said calmly. In fact, Cons-Dante himself was completely unsure of what the man's intentions were, but he could have used this method to scare Basayev.

And Basayev is obviously a little jealous, although he is Shuvalov's subordinate, but even his own people are deeply jealous of that man. And no matter what Constance Dante is, it is definitely not a trivial role that can be involved with Shuvalov. So Basayev still withdrew the short gun in his hand and snorted coldly: "You just have a hard mouth, and see who collects your body when the time comes." After saying that, Basayev said angrily. Hurry up, it's your time to die! "In his eyes. Constance Dante is already a dead man, although he didn't do it himself, but a thin young man like Cons Dante piloting a mecha is equivalent to sending him to death, even if he survives, Shuvalov will not let him go.

"You don't have to bother." Constance Dante turned his head to the boy who was holding his arm and said, "I will overcome him." After speaking, he broke free of the other party's hand, his face was complicated, he didn't know why he felt like this, but he could understand the pain in the heart of this young man, he was obviously exhausted, but he had to carry it.

Constance Dante walked to the cage that the strong men carried, and the space inside was very small, and Ekarina, Andrei, and the woman could only lie down in it.

"I'm sorry, Brother Consitine!" The boy was still sobbing and crying, while the woman wiped her tears for him.

After Andrei left that day, he was found by Shuvalov's men, and under the threat of those fierce gods, the orphan and widow had to tell the whole story, but Andrei felt ashamed even if he was only a child, and it was clear that Cons Dante had saved himself and encouraged himself like that.

The woman, who was about thirty years old, said to Constance Dante apologetically: "I'm sorry, André is a good boy, and we can't enjoy the money you gave us and it hurt you." If you want to blame me, blame me! The woman was André's mother, but instead of accusing Dante of disrupting their peaceful life, she apologized to Dante.

And Constance Dante nodded and didn't say anything to blame, but glared angrily at Basayev, "It's none of their business, you shouldn't involve them." Now that I've decided to play, I'm going to ask you to let them go. ”

"Let's talk to Lord Shuvalov about this kind of thing! I'm just a small person. And it's easy to save them, as long as you defeat Romanlov, you are the new favorite of those big guys, and you will naturally let him go. Basayev laughed and walked away, and Consda Dante followed.

"Brother Constance Dante!" Suddenly, Ekarina called out to Constance Dante.

"Don't worry, Ekarina, I'll be fine." Constance Dante said with a smile.

And Ekarina also nodded, "Please be careful!" ”

・・・・・・

Consité Dante followed Basayev to the prepared field, and before he could see his car, Consitine Dante felt a malicious gaze coming towards him.

And Basayev's face also showed mockery.

Finally, Constance Dante saw his mecha, but he couldn't help but be stunned.

It's hardly a mecha, it's like a pile of scrap metal patchwork. The rusty surface looked like slag that could crumble at the touch of a touch, not to mention the bare power core slowly running and the faint steam wafting away, making the machine look like it was scrapped.

"Is that what you've prepared?" Constance Dante's gaze became cold, he didn't expect the other party to do such a shameless way, letting him drive this kind of machine is simply looking for death.

"Of course, if you can defeat Romanov and become the new king of gladiatorial fighting, it will definitely make a splash. Why not? Basayev scoffed. He didn't expect Consitor Dante to be able to deal with Romanoff, not even as cannon fodder. The people around him who were tuning the machine all showed gloating expressions, and even Joey, who was driving the seven-meter class, was defeated by Romanlov's men, what could this young man who walked in a limp be able to do.

Constance Dante suddenly clenched his two fists tightly, and if he could, he really wanted to punch the other hard. But with Ekarina and Andrei and Andrei's mother in their hands, Constance Dante really has no choice now.

Constance Dante made it to the elevated shelf with difficulty, the kind of mecha that didn't even have a halyard.

Watched by the eyes of the dead, Constance Dante burrowed into the small mecha cabin and adjusted the mech. Fortunately, although the appearance is tattered, the equipment inside can barely be used, which can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.

"Get ready to play!" Basayev said lazily, ordering her men to open the iron door of the gladiatorial arena, but she didn't care about the skillful operation of Constance Dante after he entered the mecha just now.

The steam gates slowly opened.

Basayev was about to ask for Constance's mecha to be carried over by machine, when a black shadow suddenly appeared in front of him.

"What!" Basayev's heart trembled, and the people behind him were stunned, the young man with a disability actually activated the mecha and walked to the door by himself! (To be continued.) )