The twin swords pressed against the center of the vampire's forehead, and although Barrett didn't use any force, the weight of the sword itself still weighed down the tip of the sword a little.

The white, chapped skin was punctured, and a viscous black-red liquid slowly oozed from the wound and flowed down the vampire's forehead to the sides, giving the deceased a blood crown to the ground.

"A thousand souls!" the vampire repeated the number, "if you know the market, it's not a small number. Even a high-ranking Duke of Hell would covet this number of souls!"

"At the current price, you can use these souls to hire a team of ten high-level devils who will serve you for at least twenty years, I mean at least!" he emphatically said, "Or hire a powerful mercenary army of three hundred mid-level devils, once you have these devils, you can easily even take down a city-state! ”

"What you're saying doesn't appeal to me in the slightest!" Barrett pressed his hands down slightly, making the blood laurel on the other's forehead even more "luxurious".

"Wait, wait!" said the vampire anxiously, "I remember, aren't you still a prisoner of Mantiri, and with these souls, you can exchange them for freedom, wonderful freedom! Don't you want to go back, the fresh air, the delicious food, the pan-fried prawns, and the stew......

Freedom! is a word that is infinitely seductive, and it really struck Barrett. But there are still many things he doesn't understand, "Doesn't the gladiatorial fight have to be ended with the death of one of them?"

"No, no, no, I mean, most of the time, but not all. The vampire opened his mouth to explain, but then his gaze looked upwards, "Ido, hey, Ido, I've surrendered now, and you're here to slaughter us...... , our good Barrett explains. ”

"It's so sad, Mr. Lambert!" the voice above was full of frustration, "I'm in you...... Oh, I mean, a friend of mine made a big bet on you, and you failed! Lambert, the curtain caller, will one day be the backdrop for someone else's curtain call. Do you see the angry crowd around you, they ......?"

"They're going to be fine. As long as I continue to win, they will fall in love with me again. And isn't there a lot of the audience that are ecstatic?" the vampire interrupted Ido's chatter, "that's not what we want to talk about right now. Tell us good Barrett, even if he lets me go, this fight will still be over, won't it?"

"Yes, yes. The voice above replied weakly.

"Why?" Barrett frowned.

"Because he is free. The voice said, "After he fails, no one but you can decide whether he lives or dies." You can choose to kill him, or you can choose to collect a ransom, which is the right of the winner. I'll tell you one more thing, Lambert's fortune is quite large, and you can ......."

"Hey, Ido, you don't need to be involved in negotiating the ransom!!" the vampire shouted.

"What about me?" Barrett asked, "What if I were the one who lost?" He suddenly realized that he knew very little about the rules on the sand, and that Barb Momitanu and Needle Mosaig had only told him to take out his opponent.

"Unfortunately, you can't pay the ransom for yourself, and your life is not in your own hands, win or lose. The voice said nonchalantly, "For prisoner-turned-gladiators, you can basically only choose to fight to the death. You know, a fight without casualties can't attract too many audiences. Unless...... Forget it, there is nothing to exclude, and no one will look down on the loser. ”

The brute was stunned. The scene of the caged goblins biting each other once again came to his mind. The organizers will do their best to arouse the goblins' desire to kill, and make the battle fierce until one side falls. At the end of the day, no one cares about the lives of those little green-skinned guys.

And he's like a goblin in a cage.

"Hey, Barrett, Barrett? A thousand souls, deal. Vampire Lambert asked cautiously.

"Don't bother. The barbarian pressed his hands down again, "After I kill you, I will naturally get everything from you." ”

"You think I'm going to carry so many souls with me?" said the vampire disdainfully, and then he realized that there was something wrong with his tone, and changed his face to a sincere face, "If you kill me, you will get nothing but this rapier in your chest." You are still a prisoner of Mantiri, unable to control your own destiny. ”

“...... How do I know you're not cheating on me?" Barrett wavered a little, "If I let you go, maybe you'll be able to distance yourself and fight me again when you're well." ”

"Human, don't you see that the spectators around you have begun to leave?" said the vampire with an exaggerated expression, "and when I say the word surrender, the gladiatorial fight is over." ”

Barrett glanced up at the stands, and the massive devil audience was slowly leaving in an orderly manner, and occasionally some devils were angrily throwing garbage at them, but they were all blocked by the barrier.

"Can I really get those souls?" wouldn't Mantili snatch them?" the brute asked again, pointing upwards again.

"Hmm...... This question is a bit complicated, and I am not very easy to answer, so you should discuss it yourself. The voice said.

"You can make a contract!" the vampire Lambert suggested, "If I give you those souls casually, don't think about it, the devil of Mantiri will definitely get a hand in it." But if we say in the contract that these souls are only yours, then there is nothing the devil can do. ”

Barrett stared down at his opponent's blood-colored eyes, trying to see something from them.

But he wasn't Old Will, and he wouldn't guess what was going on in the other person's mind based on his expressions and movements, and he wasn't Hannah, and the woman, though not as magical as Old Will, always knew what was going on his mind.

"Hey, well, we can talk about the ransom again, I know I'm handsome, but can you not look at me like that. The vampire's expression became a little weird, "To be honest, a thousand souls is already the limit of what I can raise in the near future, and there are many souls that I got thousands of years ago. And ......"

"Just a thousand souls. Barrett interrupted the other party's words, and slowly stood up with a wary expression, "How are you going to sign the contract?"

"I have ready-made ones here. The vampire touched his forehead and pulled out several pieces of parchment with special symbols from his chest, placing them in front of his eyes and discerning them one by one, "Hmm...... , not this one, not this one. To be lingua franca, lingua franca. "If you want to live a long and stable life in Disian, you must always understand the ways of the devils and leave a way for yourself at all times." Found it, it's this one!"

He handed one of the parchments to Barrett.

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