Located in the middle of the Kingdom of Navia, Kings Island is the largest land area in the Viking Sea and is inhabited by tens of thousands of Vikings, including the Navian royal family.

It wasn't very far from the islands where the other Viking tribes were, and when Green rode Pippi and Sam to the Colosseum on Kings Island, the meeting had barely begun.

"What? Pay to get in?"

Standing at the entrance of the gladiatorial arena, hearing the words of the guards, Green was a little sluggish, he never remembered such a rule.

"By the way, you still want to be a contestant in the Kiss Contest, right?" the spear-wielding guard held out a thick finger and pointed at Pipsqueak, who was looking around beside Green.

"Yes, what? Is it free?" asked Green, surprised, now penniless.

The guard was expressionless, "All contestants must pay an entry fee of one kronkin. ”

“......”

Green was quite speechless, and he couldn't help but ask, "Who made this rule?"

"Of course our clever and beautiful Princess Victoria!" the guard raised his head proudly, then glanced at Green with disdain, "You don't even have a single crown of entry fee, do you?"

Green was speechless, he really didn't.

"If you're like this, you want to marry our beautiful Viking elves?" the guard pouted, "I advise you to come from or go back! ”

“......”

Just as Green was being despised and embarrassed, Sam trembled up and took out a gold coin from his bosom and handed it to the guards. "It's... Be... His... Entry fee. He said with a pale face, "And... Admission... Fee... How much does it cost?"

Surprised to look at the fat man in front of him whose face was a little purple and stammered, the guard looked up at the sun in the sky, it wasn't cold today!

"The first 10 rows are 50 ohs, the 10-20 rows are 30 ohs, the 20-30 rows are 10 ohs, the 30-40 rows are 5 ohls, and the 40-50 rows are 1 ohs. The guard quickly told him the price of the entrance fee, which he had said countless times today.

(Orr, Viking silver coin.) 1 kroner = 100 euros)

"I'm going to... The first 10 rows... of seats. Sam shuddered and pulled another gold coin out of his bosom.

"Sold out. The guard said with a blank face.

"That's... Just the first 20 rows. ”

"Sold out. ”

"The first 30 rows!" After experiencing the first high-altitude flight, the excitement gradually subsided, and the fat man could finally speak smoothly.

"Sold out. ”

"Top 40!" Sam shouted.

"Sold out. ”

"The last 10 rows?" Sam looked at the eggs.

Sitting in these positions and looking down is as uncomfortable as riding in a tree and looking at the insects on the ground, not to mention the loud cheers of the people in front of you and the waving of your arms everywhere to obscure your view.

"There are also some corner locations. ”

The guard took the fat man's money, quickly pulled out an iron seal, dipped it in paint, and then stamped a stamp on the back of Sam's hand before saying, "All right, you can go in." ”

......

Green watched all this speechlessly, and watched Sam wave his hand to him with a sad face, about to go in. He had a flash of inspiration, and hurriedly grabbed the fat man and took out something from his arms and stuffed it into his hand, "Give you a good thing, haha! ”

Sam glanced at the long tube in his hand suspiciously, and before he could see what it was, he hurried into the field at the urging of the guards.

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"Now I can go in too, right?" Green hurriedly asked, hearing the occasional call from inside the arena. He didn't want the tournament to be over by the time he got in.

"Where's your ship?" asked the guard.

"What ship?" Grimm blinked, "we're flying here on a dragon." ”

"Warriors carrying dragons must carry dragons on boats and enter from the waterways over there, where dragons are not allowed. ”

"Why is that?" Green, a little confused again.

"Dragons are dangerous, and even if they are tied up in chains, they can hurt people, so in order to ensure the safety of the audience, Her Royal Highness has decided to prohibit the dragons from entering the audience passage. ”

"Can't be accommodating?" Green said to the guards, looking at the waterways that weren't big enough for Pippi to fly into.

The guards were expressionless.

"Well, I didn't expect you to be very principled!" Green touched his chin and asked, "As long as you don't go through these audience passages?"

The guard thought for a moment and nodded.

"Alright then!" Green stepped onto the back of the Nightshade Dragon, and then soared into the sky under the shocked eyes of the guards.

"Pippi, let's go!" Green decided to fly straight in from the top of the mountain.

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The gladiatorial arena of Kings Island, also known as the Pelcel Arena, or Berserker Arena, is also the largest gladiatorial arena in the Kingdom of Navia.

The Colosseum is built on the site of a crater, with 50 rows of seating steps in front and back, which can accommodate more than 80,000 people at the same time. Usually the Vikings held large gatherings or important festivals were usually held here.

Because the headspace of the Colosseum is too wide, it does not have a chain net like other gladiatorial arenas, but is open.

Therefore, when Grimm appeared in this sky on the night wrath, it immediately caused all the Vikings to exclaim.

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Let's rewind the clock to a little over ten minutes ago.

When Sam walked into the arena with a roar taking what Green had given him, he was immediately stunned by the sea of horns and the frenzied cheers in the arena!

The number of people who came to watch the election meeting this time obviously exceeded that of any previous gladiatorial meeting.

The temptation of beauty and power is really something that no one can resist! The fat man sighed slightly, and then under the guidance of the guards who maintained order, he quickly found his position.

"Here's Albie, the son of Yar from the Crow Tribe! he's hunted down a deadly tailed dragon that can instantly throw out the stinger on its tail and form a terrifying rain of arrows!"

"Ulla!"

As soon as Sam sat down, he heard a loud, clear, and enthusiastic voice echoing through the arena: "Hey, what's going on? I couldn't hear what was being said before.

"Next, we want to focus on the remaining two Viking warriors! They are the little thunder god of the son of Yar from the Thor tribe - Rael!"

"Uha!"

"Douglas, son of Yar from the God of War tribe and the youngest berserker in history!"

"Uha!"

"These two Viking warriors didn't just bring back the slain dragon heads, they hunted them alive!"

"They decided to show us how to kill on the spot an ugly two-headed dragon and the most difficult one ever to deal with, the most dangerous and powerful dragon, the Flame Maniac!"

"Oh, the gods! ”

"How heroic they are!"

"This is our Viking warrior!

"Uha!

Looking at the Vikings around him who were first amazed, and then stood up and shouted in unison with their fists, Sam followed with some helplessness and stood up.

While both dragons were indeed powerful, Sam hadn't been so excited since seeing that Grimm was able to tame a Night Fury. He was now more concerned about why the commentary, which had never been heard clearly in the gladiatorial arena before, was now so clear and loud.

"What's going on?" Sam couldn't help but ask, pulling the people around him.

"Princess Victoria has invented a giant horn that can amplify a person's voice countless times, it's that simple! And, fatty, I warn you that it's okay not to interfere with my watching the game!"

"Uha!"

Looking at the Viking, who said a few words with a fierce face, and then turned his head to continue cheering, Sam couldn't help but pout: Can you see clearly?

The people standing in the arena are now really like insects, and the dragons that were once terrifying and huge are now the size of cattle and sheep.

Although the voice can be heard clearly, but it can't be seen clearly, doesn't this make people feel even more crazy? The fat man scratched his head in frustration.

That's right, the thing Green gave.

Sam flipped through the long tube in his hand and placed it in front of him.

The world has become a lot clearer since then!