In the royal city of the Demon Clan, there has been a lot of discussion all day because of one thing, and that is the sudden news coming from the castle.

The Demon Clan is about to form an alliance with the Elven Clan, and if there is any opponent, please elect a representative and the brave man of the Elf Clan will have a duel in the arena at noon tomorrow.

Of course, if the representative of the opponent of the Demon Clan defeats the brave of the Elf Clan, the alliance agreement that has been agreed upon can be withdrawn.

This was something that Kaiim asked Nessa to do, and this behavior undoubtedly minimized his life coefficient once again. Thinking about the strength of the people who attacked him that night, Kaim shuddered. But there is no way, who made him suddenly come up with this brilliant idea, with the joining of the demon clan, the girls of the elf clan can no longer have to fight with the monsters in the tower of fantasy so hard.

At noon the next day, Kaim was standing in the middle of the arena. The ancient Roman arena resembled a giant mosquito coil, and Kaim was at the center of it. He waited, waiting for the representatives sent by the opposing side of the Demon Clan to arrive.

Today's arena is not as noisy as it was that day, and the atmosphere is unusually quiet. Before the duel began, the eyes of all the spectators in the arena were not focused on Kaiim's body, but on the bewitching figure in a black gauze skirt who was sitting in the audience.

Julis's influence as the Demon King was unquestionable in this situation, like an elegant black lotus, and Julis chose the position facing the center of the arena as the preferred viewing seat. Although Julis had heard in detail about the duel between Kaim and Ike that day, Julis was still very curious about how Kaim led the elves to clear the twentieth floor of the Tower of Fantasy in one fell swoop.

Putting down the black scarf in front of the black top hat, Julis whispered, "Just let me see your true strength, the brave of the elven race." ”

Ling and Nessa sat on either side of Julis, and the position of the three of them was extremely conspicuous in the entire arena. Ling stretched out his middle finger and pushed the black frame on the bridge of his nose, staring at Kaiim who was standing in the middle of the arena without saying a word.

Looking at Ling's eyes that had been staring at Kaiim, Nessa, who was sitting not far away, couldn't help but laugh and said, "Does the Ice Queen care so much about that Mr. Brave, it's really pitiful that you have become a guard in your identity......"

"Everyone has a purpose for everyone, and I'm just doing what I'm supposed to do, and that's what my life is all about. So Nisha, what's the meaning of your life, I'm afraid you still don't know. ”

Ling's words were still cold, and when he said this series of words, there was no shift in his gaze, nor any emotional fluctuations, as if he was a confession. And Nisha, who was the first to attack, was choked by Ling's words and couldn't speak, her face was red and white, and she was probably very embarrassed. Regardless of Julis's side, Nessa didn't dare to act rashly, so she had to smack softly in her mouth, and Ling of course chose to ignore it without a doubt.

Kaim was still waiting, but little by little, no one appeared in front of him. Listening to what Julis said, the total number of opposition members of the Demon Clan is not a small number, but seeing that they are only thinking about the Demon Clan in normal times, and it does not endanger Julis's throne, Julis chose to turn a blind eye. And these people usually hide their identities, and Julius can't find out who the leader of these people is, so she can only identify them as "patriots" in the demon clan.

This is...... Isn't it coming...... It's good not to come, I just don't want to fight, God knows how terrifying those guys of the demon clan are, if you don't mess with it, don't mess with it, this is the ultimate meaning of life to live a long time......

Wait another five minutes, and if no one comes, you'll be able to go back...... Well, just wait another five minutes......

Kaim silently counted the time in his heart, and at the same time silently prayed in his heart, don't come in the past five minutes!

Three minutes passed......

Four minutes passed......

There's still ten seconds, but don't come...... Kaiim silently closed his eyes, and then prayed in his heart, his heart tense to the extreme.

At this time, Kaim suddenly felt that someone was patting him on the shoulder, and opened his closed eyes in confusion, and Kaiim found that it was the white-haired old man who refereed him last time.

"Uh...... Uncle, what's the matter? I'm sorry to keep you waiting here for the referee in the middle of the day. But I guess I can't come, so I'll leave first, and you can go back and rest early. ”

Kaim scratched the back of his head with his palm, his tone a little shy and embarrassed. But the white-haired old man in front of him just shook his head silently, and then opened his mouth, the old man's voice was very flat, and only Kaiim could hear it.

"Since no one came, then I will be the representative of the Demon Clan who oppose the alliance between the Demon Clan and the Elf Clan."

When he heard the words of the white-haired old man in front of him, Kaiim was stunned at first, and then when he came back to his senses, he jumped out two meters away, and his gaze changed when he looked at the old man.

"Uncle, isn't that good, as for it...... Wouldn't it be okay if no one came......"

The white-haired old man shook his head again, he was wearing only a black shirt and plain black trousers, he looked very thin, and when the breeze blew, his whole garment felt like it was fluttering.

"Actually, I decided a long time ago that if no one came, I would be the one to intervene. Those little fellows of the demon clan who oppose it would not dare to show their faces on such occasions, in that case, if they were troubled by the king, they would be in trouble. But I'm not afraid, old man, I can't count how many years I've been a referee in this arena, and occasionally I want to be a party. Or do you, a young man of the elven race, think that the old man is not worth a duel with you? ”

The words in the old man's mouth landed, and Kaiim realized that although he was close to old age, the old man was full of energy, and his old eyes not only did not have a sense of cloudiness, but revealed a glimmer of light.

"Uh...... Uncle, it's not that I don't want to duel with you, it's just that my experience tells me that you look too high-level, and people like you are generally peerless, what else do I play when I make a move......"

"What a funny thing you little guy said. It's just that if you don't duel with me, an old man, then your plan to make an alliance between the elves and the demons will be in vain, so you might as well think about it. ”

Once again, Kaim was faced with a difficult choice. Needless to say, the setting of the white-haired old man in front of him must be at the boss level, maybe he is a real powerhouse in the demon clan, and if he makes a move, his level will definitely be directly seconded. However, Kaim still didn't want to give up the idea of forming an alliance between the demon clan and the elven clan......

All kinds of thoughts are intricately tangled in his heart, and Kaiim can't help but smile bitterly, it seems that it is another game of life, and he can only fight to the death.

"Uncle, let's do it." Kaiim looked up, the panic on his face gone. Now that it has been decided, this duel must be carried out even if it is death.

The old man's old face had a kind smile, and Kaim wished he was just an ordinary old man. Of course, not the kind that comes out of the ring.

His back was already slightly bent, and the old man's palms were staggered behind him. He glanced around the arena, and everyone was confused by the sudden turn of events. Everyone was puzzled, except for one person. The graceful black figure still sat quietly, her face obscured by a black veil, but she should have smiled now, and she always smiled happily when her own careful thinking had succeeded. At that time, she was still a little girl, and in the days when she was there, there was joyful laughter every day in the castle of the demon clan.

"What's the situation, the old man is going to go?"

"The old man can actually make a move, he has always been a referee in the middle of the arena when I am so old. No one has ever seen him make a move, but everyone respects him and treats him as an important elder. ”

"By the way, who is the old man? Does he have a name? Everyone is called an old man and an old man, although he is used to being called ......"

"Hell, maybe this kind of thing can only be asked to our parents who died in the war."

The white-haired old man's sudden appearance made the audience suddenly resound with a noisy chat. Kaim tried to listen, but he couldn't hear anything of value.

Sitting in the audience in the middle of the arena, Ling listened quietly to the conversation not far away, and then his eyes remained fixed on Kaim and the old man's body.

The harsh sunlight through the frame seemed to be able to refract a strange curvature, even though the lenses had long since been taken away by Kaiim. At this time, Ling was thinking about something in her heart, something that made her feel that even she who had always been thoughtful and calm as water could forget.

That old man, Ling always felt that he had seen it somewhere, especially the warm old smiling face...... It seemed to have surfaced on the surface of his memory, but Ling just couldn't remember, couldn't remember where he had seen that face.

However, the old man looks so old, compared with Ling's own age, the probability of seeing it should be very low. Thinking of this, Ling felt that maybe she was misremembering, but not necessarily.

In the middle of the arena, hearing that Kaim had promised a duel with him, the old man reached into his arms after glancing at the audience, as if he was picking something up.

Kaiim didn't speak, he was full of curiosity about the white-haired old man in front of him. It wasn't until the old man pulled the object out of his bosom that Kaim realized it was a mask. The old man put the mask on, and Kaim tilted his head to look at it, but he didn't see any difference. It was a very ordinary half-mask, with only the mouth exposed, and the upper half of the face was covered by the mask. As for the appearance, it was just an extremely ordinary black, but the mask seemed to be well made, and the more Kaim looked at it, the more he felt that the deep pitch black was extremely rich.

The old man suddenly smiled at Kaim after putting on the mask, and the smile was evident as the upper half of his face was obscured by the mask. But Kaim thought it was just politeness, and smiled warmly at the old man.

"Uncle, your mask looks good, can you tell me where it is sold, I'll buy one, and when the time comes, I will go back and scare Feti and them, it must be interesting."

Kaiim seemed to have forgotten that he was about to have a duel with the old man in front of him, and the tone of his conversation was like small talk with an old man who lived on a street corner.

"No one remembers this mask now, but if you like it, I can give you one."

The old man's voice was unusually gentle, and Kaim nodded excitedly, "Really? Thanks, uncle. ”

"You're welcome, if you can really get out of front of me and go back alive."

The old man was still smiling, but the words that came out of his mouth made Kaim feel that he could not laugh.

In the audience outside the arena, watching the old man take out the black half-mask from his arms and then show his signature smile, the fragments of memory in Ling's mind finally converged to form a complete image. It was what she had seen in the Elven library, a piece of history on the continent of Onyx.

Smiling Kamen Demon ...... It turns out that there are still people alive in that team...... Moreover, the old man's face ...... In the book in the library, he was the captain of that team......

Ling's palms clenched involuntarily, and she felt that her palms were oozing with fine sweat, and this tension was obviously incompatible with Ling's usual calm and calm personality.

Julis felt the slight change beside her, but she didn't say anything, just looked at Kaiim with interest, who was standing stupidly in the middle of the arena without knowing it.

The show begins.