An ordinary tavern in hell, where people with their own hearts meet for a short time.

The Cloaked Man slowly scooped up the food from the plate with a wooden spoon and poured it into the darkness inside the hood one by one, the Night Ghost Woman stared nervously at the empty tabletop, the dried crow corpse on her shoulder twitched from time to time like a living creature, and the half-dragon in the corner turned her head to look out the window, sipping the liquor in her glass and remembering something.

Barrett picked up a crispy purgatory worm from his plate, looked at it twice, and then threw it whole into his mouth, creaking and chewing it. The taste of the Purgatory Worm is not bad, just with a lingering smell of sulfur. However, this flavor is neutralized by the bitterness that is unique to rye beer, so the two go well together.

"You really don't want to taste it?" he said, looking at the two devil companions next to him.

"Eating is something that only inferior creatures need to do. Barb Momitanu shook his head, and Acupuncture Mosaig simply waved his hand.

Feel free to do so," tell me more about Markas. Barrett looked at Saige and whispered, "For example, his fighting style, his fighting style, etc. Since you know him in such detail, it means that it is not the first time that Marcus has participated in gladiatorial fights in the arena. ”

"Marcas has played a total of six races so far. "Three of his opponents were killed by him, and the other three were spared by him, and you are the seventh." ”

"Well, seven is a lucky number, at least among humans. I love the number. Barrett ate another worm.

"It is said that Marcus is a master of swordsmanship with great martial arts. The Needle Demon continued, "With my strength, I can't see who is better between you and him. And the pair of enchanted twin knives on his table, called 'Dragon Wings', are forged by the special process of the elves, and have very strange abilities. ”

Sure enough, it's the craft of the elves!Barrett picked up the glass and took a sip. The pattern on the pair of twin swords, and the special feeling it gave him, was very similar to the twin swords of the half-elf Estelle.

"What ability?" asked the brute.

"I've heard that the pair of weapons seems to be able to change their weight according to the user's wishes, and can be as light as cotton wool or as heavy as a mountain. "Of course, it could also be caused by Marcas's own abilities or other effects, but few people know about the specific effects except for Marcus himself." ”

Barrett secretly jotted them down in her mind, "Anything else?"

"Because of his strong dragon blood, Marcas will also spit deadly fire breath from his mouth like a real dragon. "That breath is a little weird, and even creatures like us with fire immunity can't be immune to all of the breath's damage. ”

Well, the news is important!Barrett picked up the hard-boiled egg, smashed the blood-red shell into the corner of the table, and peeled it off bit by bit.

"I heard that Marcus also has some very powerful magic accessories. You know, he killed his own father, a red dragon who was at least an adult. Although he wouldn't do anything to dismember his father and sell it for money, it was okay to pick a few trinkets from the treasure of the dragon's lair and take them. "But you don't have to worry about that, because no magical trinkets are allowed in the arena other than armor and weapons." ”

And this rule?Barrett stopped putting the egg in his mouth, "How did I not know?" he asked, frowning.

"It's simple, because you don't need to know. The Needle Demon replied calmly, "You didn't have any magic accessories before, and you don't care if your opponent has it, so ......" He didn't say what was going on, but the meaning was self-evident.

"Can't you tell me all the nonsense?" Barrett was dissatisfied.

"When you need it, I'll say it to you. The acupuncture demon pointed at himself, and then pointed at the barb demon who was dozing on the side, "Don't worry, we are on the same front as you, you just need to fight with peace of mind, and leave the rest to us." ”

Don't worry, hehe, how can I be relieved! Barrett muffled and bit off most of the eggs, and in an instant, an indescribable strange smell filled his mouth.

The taste is not good, but it can't be called bad, if you have to describe it, it's like putting the fresh ** just picked by a goat into the magma and roasting, and then drying the juice and liquid inside it, and then dipping it in mustard and honey and sending it to the mouth.

Barrett hadn't eaten it that way, but it was the only image that came to his mind.

Just as Barrett was staring at the remaining half of the hard-boiled egg in his hand, hesitating to eat it all, the night ghost woman at the table not far away suddenly stood up and walked slowly towards him.

The Night Ghost Woman sat down opposite Barrett for some reason, and looked at him fixedly with the amber eyes that appeared in the messy black hair, and the strange eyes made the brute's heart faintly hairy.

"Go away, Devil Woman!" the needle prick demon chased, "His soul is already predetermined, and he doesn't need your involvement. ”

Hey, when is my soul booked?, Barrett tried to retort, but when he thought about the meeting with the warden that day, he suddenly languished.

"I want to talk to you. "It's just you, not the two devils around you. ”

Such words made the needle demon Saige unbearable, he stood up the spikes on his body, and reached out to wake up the sleeping barb demon next to him, "Didn't you hear what I said?

The Barb Demon stood up for no apparent reason, and although he didn't understand the situation in front of him, he still showed his long claws and trademark sharp barbs.

"What's the matter? Everyone has something to say!" said the tavernkeeper, "it's not a good thing to fight in the city of Diss, and I think everyone understands the consequences." After he finished speaking, he looked at the night ghost woman in the seat, sighed and said, "Hei Mowen, haven't you given up after so long?"

"That's not my name!" shouted the Night Ghost Woman excitedly, "My name is Melly, Melly Lefey!"

Barrett, like Mittanu the Barb, was full of doubts, not understanding what kind of drama was going on in front of her. He saw the night ghost woman named 'Black Mowen' or 'Melly Lefey' on the other side looking at him again, "Would you like to talk, human?" ”

"Why?" Barrett asked.

"You need my help. The Night Ghost replied, "And I need your help too." ”

I did need help, very much, but I never thought it would come from an evil night ghost. Barrett hesitated several times before turning his head to look at his fellow devil on the side, "Wait for me outside for a while." He said to the Needle Demon.

"I don't think we need to pay attention to this guy. "Just drive it away, not to mention, it's almost time to go back......

"It's just a few words, it doesn't change anything. Barrett stood up and looked condescendingly at his fellow devil, "I think it's good for all of us." ”

The devil's companions looked up at the barbarian gladiators who were much taller than them, and their faces revealed some helplessness and fear. They glanced at each other and walked out silently.

When the tavern owner saw this, he also turned back to the counter, leaving only Barrett and the strange night ghost woman at the table.

"Okay, tell me, what do you want to talk about. Barrett shoved the remaining eggs into her mouth as well.

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It wasn't long before the door to the tavern's 'Soul Song' opened again, and Barrett glanced up at the dark red sky shrouded in smoke, and then looked down at his two devil companions.

"Let's go, it's time to go back. He whispered.

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