Roland huddled in the dungeon, feeling the cold and silence of the winter nights.

This night, Roland was destined to have trouble sleeping.

He knew that although he didn't have a head on the ground during the day today, it was hard to say what would happen tomorrow.

The king agreed to Roland's request for a duel, so tomorrow the largest arena in the country in Two Moon City will suspend the originally scheduled activities and make room for the two of them.

Presumably, at such an important moment, the audience must be full, right?

To be honest, Roland didn't know why he suddenly made such a request to the king in the first place, he thought the king shouldn't understand it, right?

As far as the current situation is concerned, Roland still has Catherine's curse on him, and if Rand is dead, Roland will also die. And the king himself is the contractor of the demon lord, and compared with the current Rand, Roland is afraid that he has no chance of winning, and the best result is to die together. Roland didn't know what he was trying to do.

The numbness in Roland's arm became even stronger, and he didn't know if his hand would be able to hold the sword tomorrow. Roland smiled bitterly, it seems that God doesn't want to be on his side!

At this time, the door to the outer part of the cell was suddenly opened. Under the leadership of the guards, a familiar figure appeared in front of Roland.

Roland was stunned: "Why are you here?" Then he stood up and approached the edge of the cell.

Gray smiled, sat down next to the iron bar, then leaned down to look at Roland, and said, "I'm coming to see you, isn't it okay?" ”

"How did you get in?" Roland asked.

Gray replied, "I said to Rand, I want to see you. He let me in. ”

Did the king let Gray in?

Roland couldn't help but feel a little surprised: he didn't expect Rand to let other people in to see him so easily, there shouldn't be some conspiracy in this, right?

Gray glanced back at the guards behind him and said, "We want to talk for a while, so you can step back first!" ”

The guards left the cell, and now only Roland and Gray were left in the cell.

Roland didn't know what Gray's intentions were in doing this, so he asked, "What is the purpose of your coming here today?" ”

Gray's face was no longer cynical, but instead changed to a serious expression, and he asked, "What are you going to do tomorrow?" ”

Roland glanced at Gray nonchalantly and said, "Tomorrow he wins, and I die; I won because his mother had cast a curse on me, and I had to die if he died. Looks like I'm going to have to die anyway, and it's just one more day to live. ”

"Oh?" Gray asked with interest, "In that case, what are you doing this?" ”

What is the figure?

In fact, Roland himself did not know.

Maybe it's just Roland's reluctance to die and wants to make a last stand?

Maybe it's because Roland is disgusted by what the king has done to him and wants to disgust the king for the end?

Or maybe it......

Gray looked at Roland with a look that he didn't know what he really thought, and suddenly said, "What if you don't have to die?" ”

Listening to Gray's words, Roland couldn't help but be stunned: What does this mean?

Gray took out a short dagger from his bosom and said, "This is smeared with a special poison, and as soon as a little bit of blood is stained, the person will immediately fall into a permanent coma." The expression on Gray's face was quite serious, not like a joke.

Roland was a little stunned: "Why are you doing this?" ”

Gray smiled, but the expression on his face was quite calm: "You mean, why in such a situation, instead of standing on the side of the king who seems to have a huge advantage, I want to help you?" Not why, because that's what I just want to do! I don't care what other people think of you. But for me, you are a much more important presence in my heart than Lante. I don't care if you're a king or a prisoner, I just want you to live. ”

"Then, after being poisoned by this, is there any possibility of recovery?"

"Recovery?" Gray frowned and recalled, "That's impossible...... After losing consciousness, the muscles will slowly atrophy and die until death......"

Roland pondered what Gray said, and couldn't help but think: It was cost-effective to exchange the life of Rand, who betrayed him and wanted to kill him, for the freedom of his life in the future.

Roland had never lived by his own will, and it was time to try his freedom.

Thinking of this, Roland squeezed the hand of the dagger that Gray handed over, and couldn't help but become harder. At the same time, Roland's hand involuntarily carved on the hard ground of the cage.

Rand. Feng. Alberger.

Roland couldn't help but silently recite the name he had carved on the ground just now: Tomorrow, we will make a final decision between us.

And the one who wins in the end must be me.

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The arena on duel day was packed and bustling.

Twin Moon City seems to have attracted a long-lost grand ceremony, and it is very lively.

Some nobles of the family who had not shown up for a long time also appeared in the arena. Among them, there are also those busy people in the Yinyue class.

No way, the development of this incident is really concerning!

Noah and Moses sat in the area with a good view, looking at their surroundings seemingly relaxed. But their current mood is obviously not as relaxed as it appears on the surface.

During this time, Roland and Rand had a lot of noise in Two Moon City, and it was really difficult not to get people's attention. As the students of the Silver Moon Class who know both sides, they will always encounter many people who ask them for the so-called truth, which is really a headache.

Because even these classmates who were close to Rand and their friends didn't expect that things would develop to this point. Because in their impression, the relationship between Roland and Rand has always been very harmonious and normal! How did it suddenly become what it is now?

And people like Xiu Helin, who know more about the inside story than others, are actually only vaguely aware that there seems to be a small gap between Roland and Rand. Neither of them could have imagined that this small gap would develop into such a field as it is today. The only person who knows the inside story clearly is probably only Gray, who is almost inseparable from Roland and Rand.

This time, Gray chose to sit near a vent in the middle of nowhere. There was a cold air flow all around him, and as long as there was a wind, it would be bitterly cold in this weather, so there was no one around him now.

At this moment, the expression on Gray's face was serious, which was very different from the feeling he usually gave people with cynicism. It seems that Gray is also quite concerned about this matchup.

However, who will be the final winner?