Carroll's Eastside Slave Auction was an annual event in Burnt City, and the first thing Emperor did after he became Awadi's swordsmanship teacher was to accompany him to the slave auction. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Emperor Men had lived in this Pente City for a while, and he knew that in addition to auctioning slaves, there were also some amateur programs to help the fun, but these programs were very popular with those nobles, and even to a certain extent, it was these programs that attracted so many nobles, not only the powerful people in this Pente City, but also some local wealthy families from other places.

And in these amateur shows, it is the death match between slaves that the nobles look forward to the most, whether it is a one-on-one duel, a many-to-many team battle, or a melee of a group of people, these nobles will be excited. And every auction will kill a lot of young and strong slaves, but during this period, the nobles will also lose a lot of money because of gambling, which makes the merchants who open the market make up for a lot of losses.

In order to prepare for the incoming nobles, the slave traders had already cleared the nearby plots, and not only that, but the garrison commander of Putt City had also sent additional men to the area, and the area was put under martial law.

The Emperor Gate had arrived in Awadi's magic van, about two hours before the auction began, and it was just a meal, and before he entered the hall where the guests were picked, he heard the elegant music coming from the brightly lit hall, and the faint sound of conversation mixed with it.

"Young Master Avadi, you are finally here, and the banquet has begun. We have prepared a special room for the VIP for you, would you like to go to the private room first, or to the banquet room first?" said the waiter respectfully.

"Well, let's go to the banquet room first, Mr. Dimen, I think you also want to make friends with the magnates of Pent. Avadi turned back and said in a friendly tone towards the Emperor.

The waiter was very surprised when he heard Awadi's words, you must know that this son's temper is notoriously irritable, let alone speak to people so politely, as long as he can accumulate a little bit of virtue and not hurt others, it will be considered a blessing.

"Why are you still stunned, why don't you go and inform your master? You mud legs!" Although Awadi was very polite to the emperor, he didn't have a good face for these subordinates.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Master Awadi, I'll go. The waiter heard Awadi's reprimand, quickly lowered his head, and hurried towards the banquet hall.

"These idiots are getting more and more ignorant of the rules, and they dare to let a subordinate receive me!" Awadi glanced at the hall, not at all intend to take a step forward.

"Young Master, don't be angry, how can these lowly pariahs really understand the etiquette of the nobles? Only a great nobleman like you, Young Master, can fully master such profound etiquette, which is like an artistic etiquette. On the other side of Awadi stood a young man in a dark blue suit, and the young man's words were full of flattery, but Awadi listened to it very helpfully, and his face was full of approval.

"What about you, Mr. Temen?" said Avadi, turning his head to the side of Temen.

"Nit is right, but I don't think it should be spared, pariahs. Emperor Men said with a slight smile. At this moment, he was wearing an ordinary beige suit, but his smile was still quite lethal, and the maids around him only dared to secretly look up at them because they were afraid of Awadi, but under this charming smile, they all lost their minds, as if they had forgotten the existence of Awadi.

Beautiful things always make people look the other way, and Awadi is no exception, which may be why his attitude towards the emperor is extraordinarily respectful, of course, a large part of this is because the emperor has used the ability of his right eye on Awadi for a long time in the past few days. Although the effect of protecting the forehead has faded a lot, but subtly, the emperor still deepened Awadi's respect for himself, but the respect of the other party has not yet reached the point of worship, and he has no way to use the ability of his right eye to hint that the other party will do anything.

"Oh, what does Mr. Dimen mean?" Awadi was visibly interested when he heard Dimen's words.

"Young master, I might as well say it directly, what do you think of these nobles and magnates of you?"

"I know that in their eyes, I am a gentleman who can't write and can't do anything, a loser. Avadi raised his hand to stop the nice words that Neet was about to blurt out.

"However, I know that the young master just needs an opportunity, I gave you a key, and today is the time to open this door. ”

"You mean?" Awadi still didn't understand what the emperor said.

"Go and duel with those who look down on you, especially the officers who have humiliated you, and shut them up completely!" Dimen's voice was not loud, but it stirred up Awadi's blood.

"Don't worry, Mr. Dimen, I will definitely let them fall under my sword. After Awadi finished speaking, he clenched his fists fiercely, full of murderous energy, and did not hesitate.

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The time for the banquet passed quickly, and during this period, the emperor's gate without makeup was surrounded by those rich ladies who were nymphomaniacs, although they didn't do anything excessive in order to maintain their aristocratic demeanor, but they also kept asking questions. There are also a few bold ones, and they are still very interested in the right eye of the emperor's black background and red border forehead protection, but they prevaricate the emperor with various reasons.

Compared with the hot popularity of the Imperial Gate, Awadi's experience is a bit tragic, those little nobles with weak power either turn around and leave when they see him, or they have a smirk, and those nobles and officers with very power have more or less shown their disdain for him, and even sneered at him directly in front of him, but this time Awadi was exceptionally silent and steady, not only did not turn his face on the spot, but also ended the conversation politely.

Although this anomaly has attracted everyone's attention, it has not caused more waves. The big and powerful people at the auction still didn't give Awadi any face, not only deliberately raising the price, but also often doing things that made Awadi even more angry. But Awadi endured all this, he didn't turn his face now, he wanted to gather anger, he wanted to gather murderous energy, he wanted to tear the mouths of those hateful people apart in the duel to come.

After the auction, it was a death match for the slaves, and as the blood in the field accumulated, the spectators in the stands outside the stadium were also enthusiastic.

"It's time. Emperor Gate looked at the battle that was about to end in the field expressionlessly and said silently, Awadi was waiting for this sentence of Emperor Gate, he was already ready to go, he tightly grabbed a stack of books and walked out of the VIP room that belonged to him violently.

Soon the first unlucky guy appeared, he was also the son of a powerful man in Putt City, and he usually relied on some power, and always spoke disrespectfully to Awadi openly and secretly. After receiving the life and death contract thrown by Awadi, he hesitated at first because he was not very clear about Awadi's strength, but with the instigation of the people around him and the ridicule of Awadi, this unlucky guy finally agreed.

The unaware people thought that Awadi was just trying to teach this unlucky man a lesson and use it to establish his own prestige, but what happened next was far beyond everyone's imagination.

I saw that the two people standing on the field had just made a move, and in just one move, the unlucky guy covered his throat and couldn't afford it. Bright red blood continued to pour out of the throat that had been cut by the long sword, and the stunned people knew that things were about to develop into uncontrollable directions.

"Young Master Awadi, who are you?" asked the bold organizer as he cautiously approached Awadi's side and whispered.

Avadi glanced at the other man with contempt, then looked at his sword with satisfaction, and then he made another scene that surprised everyone even more.

Facing in the direction of the garrison, Awadi engaged in a life-and-death duel against an officer who usually disdained him the most. This move really frightened the organizers on the sidelines, but he knew that his status was low, and he could not stop the development of the situation at all, so he had to silently stay away from this crazy aristocratic son.

"It's nice and fun. The officer who had been asked to fight the duel, after consulting his superiors, came to Awadi with a proud face.

Now things are even more out of control, and everyone who originally thought that the ruling clique would admit it and turn things into small things instantly felt the chill from the old and new generations of ruling cliques. You must know that Awadi's opponent is not a pampered aristocratic son, it is an officer who is really fighting on the battlefield, this sword has no eyes, if it really lets that officer kill Awadi, doesn't it mean that the legion commander has to declare war directly on the old legion leader?

Everyone's worries are part of the Emperor's plan, but this is a last resort, and it is also a less likely part. You must know that Awadi's swordsmanship is not bad, but he has a little less experience, and there is less ruthlessness and killing intent between wielding, and the emperor has used some special methods to add that lack of killing intent and determination to this young master of Awadi in the past few days, not only that, but the emperor also handed over to him how to attack some weak parts of the human body, but how much Awadi can master and how much he can play in actual combat depends on himself.

However, even if Awadi dies under the sword of the other party, the emperor can be regarded as having achieved his goal, but the effect may not be very good, and he must also transfer out of this city immediately, otherwise the two parties to the matter will not spare him as an instigator.

Looking at the raging fire of war in Awadi's eyes, looking at his slightly trembling muscles, and looking at his gradually high killing intent, the emperor knew that the victory and defeat had been divided, yes, the victory and defeat had been divided, and all that remained was how to end it, so how to end it?