Chapter 288: Traps

With a gloomy face, the great swordsman of Giruvet and his two personal retinues, Geba and Tassiva, followed by the guard of the Praetorian Legion named Locke, who had come to report the news, and hurried towards the underground cell where the slave gladiators were held. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

No one would be in a good mood when they suddenly got the bad news when they were about to make out with two slave girls after a bath, and when the guard named Locke shuddered to him about the accident with the Great Swordsman Benag, the Great Swordsman of Giluvit was so angry that he smashed the golden cup full of wine in his hand.

How can this be reasonable, although Benag is only a first-level great swordsman, he still took precious potions to forcibly improve the realm and was promoted to a member of the great swordsman, but no matter how he said it, he is also a great swordsman, and he can still understand those gold-level slave gladiators who usually can't fight with his life, but he is paralyzed by three silver-level slave gladiators and coerced What is the matter?

Angry to angry, the Giluit Great Swordsman still has to put on his clothes and take two relatives to hurry to the third floor of the underground cell, as the second-level Grand Swordsman who guards the gladiatorial arena, it is his responsibility to maintain order in the gladiatorial arena and suppress the rebellion of the slave gladiators, from this point of view, the Giluit Grand Swordsman is still very responsible

It's just that in Giluwitt's heart, the name of the Great Sword Master of Benag has been crossed by him, and no matter what the result of this matter is today, the Great Sword Master of Benague must get out of the gladiatorial arena, even if he has a twisted relationship with the king. The Great Swordsman of Giluvit would never want to get up in the middle of the night to wipe his ass in the future.

There are many great swordsmen in the kingdom of Haneabada, but there are only four great swordsmen who really belong to the kingdom and serve the royal family, which means that these four great swordsmen are all from the kingdom, one is the swordsmanship teacher of the current king Luther III, and the third-level great swordsman Rosie Gabya. The second is Giruwitt, who sits in the gladiatorial arena of the royal city, a second-level great sword master. The remaining two are all first-level Great Sword Masters. One is Viscount Sackrie, the commander of the guards in charge of the security of the royal city, and the other is Benag, who was promoted to the rank of great swordsman after taking a precious potion.

Giluvit has always looked down on Benag from the bottom of his heart, because he has improved his realm by taking precious medicines, so no matter how hard he tries in the future, there is no possibility of being promoted to the next stage again, that is to say, Benag is a first-level great swordsman in his life, and he is even inferior to those first-level great swordsmen who are naturally promoted.

As a relative of the king, Benag came to this gladiatorial arena because Luther III hoped that he would use those slave gladiators to hone his swordsmanship, so that it would eventually come in handy. Unfortunately, this hard work was in vain, and for the first time he fought a two-star slave gladiator, who was seriously wounded, but he managed to get close to Benag and bite off his right ear.

The gold-rank slave gladiator was chopped into meat and fed to the monster, but the rescued Benag Great Swordsman was frightened, and he never dared to compete with the gold-level slave gladiator again, and only found confidence in the slave gladiators of the silver and black iron ranks. Giluvit had given him advice that the difference in realms would not help his swordsmanship progress, but Benag was happy to satisfy his perverted psychology by torturing and killing low-level gladiators.

Now it's okay, after this incident, look at this Benag and his face in the gladiatorial arena continue to stay No, the Giluvit Great Swordsman gloated in his heart, originally the gladiatorial arena was high by himself, but there was a Benag, who was still a relative of His Majesty the King, although it could not affect his status, but many great swordsmen in the gladiatorial arena made him feel very eyesore, and often had some problems to wipe his buttocks, speaking of which the Giluvit Great Swordsman was also on fire......

The two squads of soldiers of the Praetorian Guard Corps guarding the underground cell have all been mobilized, and there are about twenty soldiers at the entrance of the underground passage alone, all of them are neatly equipped and heavily guarded.

The Giruwit Grand Swordsman paused at the entrance, "Where is your squadron leader Pabera?"

The soldier at the head was stunned, glanced at Locke and replied hesitantly: "I don't know, he should be down there, I received an order to take care of this entrance, and no unrelated people are allowed to enter or leave......"

The Giluvit Great Swordsman didn't have any suspicions, and continued to walk down with a sigh.

The basement level was fine, but there were a lot of slaves and servants who had gotten up and stood together and exchanged words.

The second basement floor is very lively, many slave gladiators are banging on their cell door and shouting loudly, more than 100 soldiers of the Praetorian Guard are holding leather whips and beating the hands stretched out of the cell, screaming, scolding and leather whips continue to sound, the entire second underground floor is noisy like a vegetable market......

The Giluvit Great Swordsman snorted with his nose very dissatisfied, but at this time he didn't bother to care about these little things, as long as the third underground layer was done, it was not too late to slowly clean up these second-floor slave gladiators, and when the time came, kill a few of the early ones, and the rest would naturally be honest.

The various guards leading to the third floor were like facing a great enemy, and there were a dozen soldiers guarding each iron fence.

As he passed through the last guard, the Giluwitt Grand Swordsman asked again, "Where's your Squadron Leader Pabera?"

The soldier at the guard did not answer, but pointed to the depths of the passage ahead, and then locked the iron fence door with a "bang".

Tasheva, the personal attendant of the Giluvit Great Sword Master, scolded very dissatisfied: "Why are you locking it so fast! With the Giluit Great Sword Master coming out, are you still afraid that something can't be solved?"

Another relative next to him, Ge Bal, pulled off his clothes and persuaded: "Forget it, they are just small soldiers, and their duty has to be like this." That Locke, you hurry up and lead the way in front of the head. ”

Locke nodded yes, then asked for a torch from the guard and walked ahead.

Seeing a light in front of him from a distance, Locke said, "Lord Girouvet, it's just ahead......

The Great Swordsman of Giluvuit silently crossed Locke and strode ahead. Two of his retinues, Geba and Tassiwa, hurriedly followed.

There was silence in the light ahead, and there was no loud voice, only the sound of sword sharpening echoed......

The great swordmaster of Giluvit walked over, and he saw a lion-like man sitting on the ground, sharpening a long sword with a grinding stone......

The eyes of the great swordsman of Giluvit narrowed, and a feeling of being targeted by a fierce beast came to his heart, and he stopped: "It's you, ...... Theseus"

The man who sharpened the sword raised his head, it was the slave great swordsman Xiusi: "Hehe, you are finally here, I have been waiting for a long time." Here, we can have a fair game. ”

"Where's Benag?" asked the Giruwitt Archswordsman.

"There......" the Great Swordsman of Xius pointed with his hand.

In the dim light of the torches, there were several stripped corpses scattered on the ground, and the thief-eyed face of the great swordsman Benag was facing upwards, and his pale and godless eyes stared straight at the dark zenith, looking like a dead man......

"You killed ......," the Girouvet Grand Sword Master exhaled.

The Great Swordsman of Xiusi smiled and shook his head: "It's not me, such a rat doesn't need me to do it." ”

"I killed it. A clear voice sounded behind the Grand Swordsman of Giluwitt.

The great swordsman of Giruvuit and his two followers turned around in surprise, but saw that the guard soldier Locke, who had led them, had stuck the torch in his hand on the bluestone pillar behind him, and then took off his bronze helmet, revealing long black hair, and the whole person straightened up, and could no longer see the obscene and timid soldier's appearance.

The Giruwit Great Swordsman waved his hand, and his two personal companions Geba and Tashiwa pounced on that Locke at the same time, for the Giluvit Great Swordsman, now he clearly understood that he had fallen into a trap, but he was not panicked, the biggest opponent was only the slave Grand Swordsman Xius, as long as he defeated Xius, then no matter what conspiracy and tricks these slave gladiators had, they would not be able to make any waves in the face of great strength.

Before he could turn his head, a sword light flashed in the corner of his eye, followed by two muffled snorts and leaky sounds. Giroud's face changed, and he turned around again, only to see his two followers, Geba and Tassiwa, holding their necks, staggering a few steps and struggling to die......

"Who are you?" said the Great Swordsman of Giluwit who was on his toes.

"I'm Count Norton Lorlist. Lorist replied with a smile.

"Is it your family's armed occupation of our kingdom's Nubit Harbor?" Don't look at the great swordsman of Giruvuit in the gladiatorial arena of the royal city, but he has also heard about the recent changes in the kingdom.

"Bingo, you got it right, but unfortunately there is no reward. Lorist snapped his fingers.

"Why do you want to invade our kingdom of Haneabada, we have always had no grudges...... "The Great Swordsman of Giruvit asked.

"Haha, why? You still have the face to ask me why? The slave traders and slave trappers of your kingdom have attacked my family territory, taking my people as slaves, and my soldiers and knights here as gladiators...... More than 1,300 people came in, and now there are only about 200 left...... Therefore I came, to take revenge, and to return blood for blood......"

"So you've tricked me here, do you want to bully more than you can?" said the great swordsman of Giveit as he drew his sword.

"I lied to you because I can afford you, you can't run away here, I'm afraid you'll run away quickly outside. As for bullying more and less, the two of us, you are free to choose one. Lorist casually flicked a few sword flowers.

"Then I'll choose you!" the great swordsman of Giruvuit pounced on Lolist, and the sword light was like a match, and the light seemed to run through the entire space of the third underground layer in the light.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng ......."

In a series of sword strikes, Lorist's voice was still very relaxed: "Haha, Brother Xius, he found me, but I didn't rob you, haha, it's a good ......"

"Zheng Zheng Zheng ......."

There was another series of sword strikes, and then the Giluvet Great Swordsman snorted, flew out diagonally for three or four meters, and staggered back with his right chest, a small blood mark hanging down from his right chest.

The onlooker Hus Great Swordsman opened his eyes in disbelief, he saw very clearly, in the thunderous attack launched by the Giluit Great Swordsman, Lorist did not retreat a step, with a fast fight,-for-tat, not only received this round of rapid attacks from the Giluit Great Swordsman, but also launched a counterattack, stabbing a sword in the right chest of the Giluvit Great Swordsman, adding a wound to him. What is especially strange is that Lorist's swordsmanship seems to have a blizzard-like coldness, so that the Archswordsman of Giluvit is getting slower and slower to attack, as if he is frozen......

Now the Great Swordsman of Hus understands why Lorist said that when he went to deal with Giruwitt, a second-level Great Swordsman, his knights and family soldiers took it for granted, and no one had any doubts. At that time, he still felt that he was too careless because he had defeated Benag, the great swordsman, and persuaded him for a while to hand over the Giluit great swordsman to deal with himself. I didn't expect that this leader of the Norton family was so good at swordsmanship, and as an earl, he went deep into the enemy city and took the lead to save his subordinates, which made the great swordsman of Xius appreciate it the more he looked at Lorist......

The great swordsman of Giluvit was forced by Lorist, and he already regretted it in his heart, knowing that Lorist was so difficult to deal with, he chose the slave great swordsman Xius to attack. Although Xiusi is unmatched, after all, he is only a first-class great sword master, and he has not fought against him, he can delay for a few hours, it is very difficult for him to defeat him, but it is not so simple for him to defeat himself, it is better than being forced by this young man now, and he can't escape......

"Ah......h

Lorist chuckled and said, "Yes, you can take over more than three hundred swords from me, and you are worthy of being a second-level great sword master, this swordsmanship is worthy of the name......"

The great swordsman of Giluit was speechless, he felt as if even the blood on his body was frozen, his movements became more and more stiff, his reaction became slower and slower, and the whole person felt colder and colder......

It seemed to be ice and snow in front of him, and the sword light in the sky turned into pieces of snowflakes that fell on his body one after another, he didn't feel cold, he only felt that he had also turned into snowflakes flying in the wind, flying freely in the snowy world......

"Uh......" Lorlist's long sword stabbed into the throat of the Giluvert swordsman, but at this time, the Gilusit swordsman seemed to have lost consciousness, rolled his eyes and showed a strange smile and fell to the ground to die.

"Lord Locke, your swordsmanship is so weird, and it's so cold that even me, a bystander, is shivering all the time......" The Great Swordsman of Theseus leaned over cautiously and looked at the dead Great Swordsman of Giruit on the ground.

"It's just that the attributes are compatible, I've been practicing swords in the ice and snow,......" Lorist said lightly, "Okay, this great swordsman named Giruwitt is dead, and we are finally relieved." Next is the training of those gold and silver gladiators. ”

Lorist's idea was very simple, that is, to find a way to lure all the combat power of the gladiatorial arena to the underground cell to close the door and beat the dogs, and it was very simple to clean up the guards of the more than 200 Praetorian Legions, and soon all of them were replaced by slave gladiators pretending to be guards. Then it was to lure the Giruwit Great Sword Master down.

Lorist himself stepped in and is now successful. The next step was to pretend to be the Girouvet Grand Swordsman, and let the gold and silver gladiators teach to go to the third basement level to suppress the rebellion of the slave gladiators.

Thirteen Gold Sects and nearly a hundred Silver Sects were ambushed on the third basement floor, and soon their corpses were strewn all over the ground. The only bad news is that the golden gladiators who fell into the trap taught them to die and die with Prom, the newly freed golden slave gladiator. Although Lorist and Hughes Greatsword had gone on a killing spree, they were still unable to save Prom's life, and seven silver-rank slave gladiators were sacrificed at the same time.

Around four o'clock in the morning, the entire gladiatorial arena fell into the hands of slave gladiators. Lorist quietly left the arena and returned to the room of the Flame and Blood Tavern.

...... (To be continued.) )