"Ladies and gentlemen, please come in. ”

At the moment when the door of the private room in the gladiatorial arena was opened, a deafening cheer rushed from the waves ahead, and the hunter suddenly rushed to tremble from the bottom of his heart. This underground facility doesn't look great on the surface, but at this moment, it can accommodate tens of thousands of spectators.

The hunters and maids, who had never seen such a scene before, were stunned.

"Miss Sulbert, what would you like to drink?"

While Yuna stood there stunned, and Grey Dew hurried to the guardrail to look down, Rinat had already sent the waiter to close the door, and the latter went to the seat first, and very gentlemanly pulled out the leather chair for Sulbert.

It was not the first time that either of them had come to such a gladiatorial arena, so their performances were very flat.

"Thanks, I don't need it for the time being. ”

"Hmm. Xiao Lu, then. ”

"Huh?"

At the moment of don't turn his head, his claws have subconsciously lifted to catch the glass bottle thrown by Rioat. The container, which is corked with a wooden cork, contains a colorful liquid.

When Riowatt walked up to him, he already had a bottle in his hand that had been uncorked.

"It was fruit wine, it was delicious. ”

Looking at Rioat, who was looking up and drinking, Gray Lu hesitated for a moment before uncorking the bottle, "There is a better gladiatorial arena on the ground, why build another place like this?" After asking the question she wanted to ask, she began to drink like Riovat—as he said, it was really delicious.

"Want to know?"

"Hmm. ”

Looking at the toothed wolf girl beside her, who was slightly shorter than herself, Riovat found something called "intellectual curiosity" in her clean brown eyes. Sure enough, she was different from the human wolves she had seen before.

Recalling the pleasant trip to the countryside in the sun the day before, Riot explained to the wolf girl in the tone of a storyteller like Gault's storyteller.

In fact, the large open-air gladiatorial arena built in the name of the kingdom on the ground, except for certain festivals and festivals that allowed everyone to participate, in normal times, only gladiators with names and surnames could compete in it. Even the lord of the castle has no right to use it without a proper name.

But not everyone is happy to watch only at fixed times, and businessmen are profit-seeking.

The tsunami-like cheers of the mountains struck again, and Riovat's lecture had to be suspended. Looking at the orc gladiator who stepped on the corpse of his opponent and roared in the arena dozens of meters away from the private room, the mercenary knew that this bloody and wonderful gamble was over.

"How does it feel?"

"It's unprecedented. ”

Whether it was the boiling and cheering spectators in the stands, or the gladiators who roared in blood under the light of the [light] magic, they all left a deep shock in the hearts of the Tooth Wolf Hunters. There was even a moment when she wanted to experience it for herself.

"Then do you still have any dissatisfaction with my 'free arrangement'?"

"Whew. ”

Grinning, Grey Dew didn't answer Rioat's question head-on.

At this moment, the lights in the arena suddenly dimmed. The man-wolf has excellent night vision, so even when the human audience is unable to see due to the dimming of the light, Gray Dew still sees the laborers who quickly rush into the field to carry away the corpses and mutilated people.

They are not as gentle as nuns when it comes to the wounded who have failed.

This process of "cleaning" did not last long. When the light turned from darkness to light, under the light of the large brightstone lamps in the dome, a hundred more gladiators stepped into the wide field from the open entrances on both sides, ready to fight a new round of battle on the bloodstained soil.

In the distance, Gray Lu saw one of the cousins of the Tooth Wolf Clan.

"There will actually be an ice wolf clan south of Yunman?"

The blue hair, which is so different from the surrounding environment, is hard not to attract the attention of others.

Glancing at Sulbert, who had stood up at Frostland's presence, Rivat explained to Grey Dew, "Her nickname is Frostblade, and she was a slave captured by a large slave trader in the Northlands, and was originally intended to be sold to some people with special fetishes, but because she repeatedly injured buyers, she was sent to the gladiatorial arena in desperation. Then, she made a name for herself - she was one of the high-odds dark horses in the recent 'King of the Underground Gladiators' gamble. ”

"Mr. Riovat, you seem to have missed a word. ”

"What is it? ”

Gracefully walking to Grey Dew's side, Sholbert shook the goblet containing the scarlet liquor, "Frostblade and one of her sisters have also been captured as slaves, and if it weren't for this, she would have escaped." ”

"Oh, it seems, Miss Sholbert is interested in this girl, but the price that the fellow asks is not something that ordinary people can afford. ”

"Hehehe, isn't Mr. Riovate also full of interest?"

Listening to the two humans beside her say some specious words, the orc girl raised her claws and knocked on her helmet, and then pointed to the field below, "So this melee, like just now, is it going to fight until there is only one person left?"

"Not really. Gray revealed his words to bring the conversation back on track, and Rivat was willing to cooperate, "Dogfights to the death, with a hundred people at a time, are over when there are only fifty people left. The default rule is to fight the gladiators at the exit, but of course, if you're strong enough to finish your opponent quickly, you can also find other gladiators who are also quick to win. ”

"Anyway, the rest of the fifty people are over?"

"Yes, but a little less no one will say anything. ”

While the two in the stands were talking, the gladiators in the gladiatorial arena below were already in their positions. As the flag keeper waved down the blood-red flag, the frenzied shouts of the audience hit again like a huge wave, and the gladiators who were randomly divided into two teams in the thousands of square meters wide gladiatorial area roared and launched an attack on their opponents.

The Icewolf girl, who was wearing only a pair of leather breastplates, was the second fastest of them all.

In the process of Frostblade passing by the opposing human gladiators without fighting, the toothed wolf girl in the stands involuntarily clenched her claws—she had already guessed what her cousin's prey was.

"Is this the challenge against the Jackals? It's a cousin duel in some sense. ”

With Riovat's self-talk, the gladiators of the two sides in the arena who were in a state of staggered teeth due to the onslaught of opposite directions have begun to fight excitingly. Whether it is the collision between swords, or the bite between minions, or the confrontation between flesh and metal, all of them have become eye-catching because of the blood.

Staring at the "Frost Blade" that wielded its claws to fight hand-to-hand with the gnoll swordsman, Gray Lu was also thinking about how he would fight against the orcs who used the blades if he were in the middle of it.

"She's strong, but she seems to have a lot of old wounds on her body that haven't healed. ”

Muttering, Grey Dew raised her claws, mimicking Frostblade's movements as it parried the blade.

It is unlikely that her flesh and hair alone will completely resist the blade, and she must have caused the elements to condense a layer of frost in the hair layer——— orcs are better at using the elements to enhance their bodies than more humans who use outward magic.

"Xiaolu, you seem to be interested in her too. ”

"Woo-huh. The Tooth Wolf Clan girl stared at her cousin in the gladiatorial arena and did not deny it.

"There happened to be a personal gladiatorial fight with her in the evening, and we can come back to see it then. ”

As Riovat's words fell, "Frostblade" was unable to avoid a diagonal slash from the Gnoll Swordsman in the heat of the fight, and was forced to meet the blade with both claws. Because they were a little too far apart, Gray Lu couldn't see the expressions of the two gladiators facing them, but judging from the fact that the sword-wielding side tried their best to break free, the overall situation of this confrontation was decided.

Unexpectedly, Frostblade and her opponent were in a stalemate, and after a few moments, the longsword began to reflect a strange glow. The spreading cold froze the metal blades.

"She won. ”。

When the Gnoll Swordsman had to let go of her sword and step back, trying to draw her spare dagger to continue the resistance, the Frostblade, which had been prepared, slammed into the ground and slammed down her opponent with her claws after just twelve seconds.

The scuffle continued, but none of the gladiators who knocked down their opponents were willing to provoke Frostblade.