Al is grateful for Luo Wei's words, and the teachings she has always believed in also instruct her to be grateful, although she doesn't know how to give back to Luo Wei now, but at least she wants to go up and say thank you.

However, Luo Wei's reaction was relatively cold, and he didn't accept the meaning of thanks, and passed by Al directly.

Al looked at Luo Wei's back, drew a cross on his chest, and whispered to help Luo Wei pray for safety.

Led by the Marquis de Charles, the crowd boarded a spacious and luxurious carriage, which was wrapped on all sides in expensive and fine silk, and the diamond-encrusted curtains were obscured by a thin light veil, making the people in the carriage appear faint and hazy, shining in the light of the golden morning sun, as if to allude to the nobility of not living with mortals.

With the current industrial system of the Republic, it is not difficult to make vehicles like the old era, and those Mercedes-Benz cars can occasionally be seen in the city, so the carriage, which reveals the vicissitudes of time, is actually not practical, but the Marquis of Charles does not seem to value practicality, he enjoys more of the nobility of sitting on the tall carriage and looking down on others.

Amid the sound of wheels, the inhabitants of the road consciously moved out of the way and bowed their heads to the carriage, which was the etiquette laid down by the Marquis Charles himself in the city, and those who did not obey it were punished with flogging for disrespect.

Occasionally, a few innocent children looked up at the luxurious carriage wistfully, but their parents quickly pressed their heads and bowed with them.

"Those children, they don't know why they want to bow their heads..."Ling sat next to Luo Wei, opened the curtains, and whispered, "No one is born inferior..."

Luo Wei silently looked at the residents who bowed their heads to the carriage, these people were all the people of the old republic, they were all Luo Wei's compatriots, and they used to be so high-spirited, but after the fall of the red giant in the east, they also lost their biggest protective umbrella, and had to survive at the feet of the federal consuls in such a low profile, which was really uncomfortable to watch.

Luo Wei was inexplicably a little irritable, closed the curtain, and stopped looking.

After more than half an hour of bumping, the carriage finally stopped, and everyone stepped out of the carriage, and there was a building large enough to shade the sun and moon, casting a huge shadow on the ground, and its whole body presented a classical circular structure, the morning sun cast on the earth-colored brick and stone wall, and the golden silk light was as pleasant as a fairy, dying it with the vicissitudes of history.

The sound of people boiling in the huge circular building was faintly heard, and one after another, like a surging tide, swept away like a surging tide, and even the mist that filled the dawn was dispelled.

Far from being amazed, this marvelous building has planted seeds of unease in the hearts of some people, and anyone with a modicum of common sense will recognise what this Roman-style building means...

Arena! A name that has long been buried by history, shameless by civilized society, and reveals a strong bloody atmosphere!

"Welcome to my Dawn Arena, the greatest building in the wilderness, a land of frenzy, and I assure you that no one can resist its charm." The Marquis de Charles stood at the entrance and gracefully made a "please" gesture.

The entrance to the Dawn Arena is twelve meters wide and twenty-six meters high, and it looks like a giant has opened its bloody mouth, and with the boiling shouts coming from the field, people can't help but think of the hell where ghosts cry and howl, and it is terrifying.

At this time, one after another, the audience was entering the venue with paper passes, their eyes burning with desire, and their mouths and noses were also panting with burning breath, and their bodies were as impatient as crawling with ants, rushing into the venue, looking for the best viewing position.

Everyone entered, and as Marquis Charles, they naturally would not sit with ordinary spectators, and under the leadership of the guards, Marquis Charles led them through a special passage to the viewing platform closest to the arena.

The Dawn Arena covers an area of more than 12,000 square meters, with a perimeter wall of 43 meters, equivalent to the height of a fifteen-story building in the old era.

The second floor is owned by the high-ranking citizens of Dawn City, who often have a deep pocket, and also have an ambiguous relationship with the Marquis Court politically and commercially.

The third floor belongs to ordinary citizens, and the ticket price is relatively low, which is very suitable for those who have a little spare money in their hands and want to find excitement.

The fourth floor is a large open balcony, where you don't need a ticket to watch, anyone can enter, so it is generally chosen by the poor, of course, the viewing experience is certainly not good when it is hundreds of meters away from the center of the battlefield.

At this time, the appearance of the Marquis of Charles has already made the scene begin to boil, the reason why the game was delayed before was because the Marquis Charles did not arrive, and now as soon as he appeared, all the audience knew that the bloody prologue was about to begin.

The aristocratic observation deck can take the entire arena into the eyes, and the eyes and sights are crowded with people, whether it is nobles or commoners are roaring excitedly at this time, they are red-eyed, dancing, spitting stars flying, from time to time under the cover of the crowd wave to scold the usual dare not say swear words and curses, many women have even taken off their shirts excitedly, shaking the white rabbit on their chests to drive the atmosphere of the scene.

This is a place that is enough to make people's blood boil, not only for the upcoming bloody competition, but also because here, everyone can shed their usual disguises, nobles don't have to play the role of humble gentlemen, they can vent their emotions with swear words, commoners don't have to whisper, they can curse the marquis wildly with impunity, they can also touch a few handfuls of those scantily clad women, see who is unhappy and even go up and punch and kick each other, here, beating people is unregulated, it is a lawless place comparable to the black street, Expose the wildness of people's hearts at a glance.

"Dawn people!" The Marquis of Charles stood at the front of the observation deck, under the light of the dawn sun, the fat body covered with brilliant brilliance really made people feel like the chosen one, he opened his arms, embraced the sun and the sound, and said in a rich voice tempered by the perennial shouting, "The Feast of Gifts once again opens its arms to us, and under the dawn of the rising sun, let us praise the wall of life that guards us!" ”

After the Marquis Charles finished speaking, he elegantly put his right hand in front of him, although he was fat, but the movements taught by this etiquette teacher were very standard, of course, there were not so many people who bought it.

"Fuck you, when does the game start!"

"Dead fat pig, you just fall off the stage!"

"Look at this pig's belly, it's like a ball, hahaha!"

"Federated dogs! Get out of our land! The republic lives on! The republic lives forever!! ”

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Here, speech is unregulated, and it is impossible to distinguish who is speaking in the majestic waves, so everyone is venting the emotions that usually accumulate in their hearts to their heart's content, and for a while the sound is boiling and the swear words are all over the sky.