In one room, King Korek said to Baroque without the slightest shame, "I'm sorry, I have to change my promise to you." I can't blame me for breaking my promise, you know why...... Your crazy words in the gladiatorial arena have been rendered by the Marquis of Delta and have reached the ears of the nobles, and no one immediately came to trouble you, which is already the result of my suppression. But if you don't pay any price, it's impossible. ”

Baroque's expression was calm, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, and he nodded lightly and said, "I'm listening, Your Majesty the King!"

Craek always felt that Baroque's faint tone was full of sarcasm, and he was very disgusted by the appearance of neither humility nor arrogance! He couldn't help frowning, his heart was full of disgust for the orc boys―――――― the inferior nature of human beings, they always like this, when they need to use others, they will speak calmly, and make some seemingly beautiful promises. And once the use value of the orcs is gone, their true nature will be exposed. Baroque had seen through King Corek, and his discrimination against orcs, like any other human, had never changed. It is rumored that he is a gentle king to the orcs, but it is just a show, to show his image as a benevolent king!

"You need to take part in that gladiatorial fight with your people, as long as you put on a satisfying show for the guests from the Adrian Empire. I will keep my promise to give you back your freedom and give you a great reward. King Korek said, as if feeling that it was not convincing enough, and added: "You can rest assured that I will not arrange for you to have a gladiatorial show of death, although there will inevitably be casualties, but the vast majority of your people will survive." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness that touches me. I have no objections and will follow your will completely. Baroque bowed and said, with a smile on his face, indescribably gentle.

"Alright, you stand down, to be on the safe side, you can come back tomorrow to treat Claire again, and then go to the Colosseum and your people to prepare for the show at the end of next month!" King Korek waved Baroque back, he had seen enough of this orc's face full of mockery, full of anger in his belly, he almost couldn't help it just now, hurry up and let him go, lest his emotions get out of control!

Baroque Shi Shiran turned to leave, suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "Your Majesty, your warrant won't expire yet, right?"

"Of course, it has a legitimate utility until the gladiatorial performance is over. And it's not just the gladiatorial arena, you're a free man who can come and go as you like in the royal city of Padeya. ”

"Thank you sincerely, Your Majesty. Baroque thanked him with a more serious expression and turned to leave..................

I thought that Mrs. Celine would stay in the palace for a while, but when Baroque came out, Celine was already sitting in the carriage waiting for him.

Get into the carriage and slowly leave. In the car, Baroque suddenly noticed that Madame Celine's face had an unsubsided flush, as if she had just calmed down her excitement. "Madame Celine, are you alright?"

Baroque asked with great concern, but Madame Celine glared at him, snorted, "It's none of your business......" and then took care of himself. Baroque was dumbfounded, somehow offending her. Finally, after thinking about it, it was due to the woman's hysteria, so I lay back, closed my eyes and stopped talking!

As he passed the Colosseum, Baroque got out of the carriage and told Celine that he might be late enough to go back and walk into the Colosseum's tall building. Celine thought for a moment, and suddenly asked the coachman to take her back to the Marquis de Delta's palace! It was her nominal home, and even for the king's orders, she had to go back to face the man she hated! Thinking of what the king had asked her to do, Celine felt a desperate shame in her heart! For a moment, crazy thoughts sprung up in her heart...... I almost can't help but give up on myself and really go to find a ** and solve my first ...... casually It's better than giving it to that unscrupulous man!

Queen Susan's words in the palace still echoed in her mind: "Celine, my sister, you find an orc**, it's nothing, those ladies of the nobility, which one is not ridiculous? Well...... Baroque is indeed a rare handsome orc, and it's no surprise that you'll have a crush on him!, but the hair on his body determines that he will never be human. You are doomed to have no result, while you are still shallow, put an end to this ridiculous relationship reasonably, if you can't make up your mind, let me do it, I can give him enough money, give him freedom for a lifetime, let him leave the ...... of Padya!"

Everyone seems to have misunderstood her relationship with Baroque, who knows it himself, but never explains it. Because this misunderstanding is beneficial to him, he can use this identity to cover up a lot of things when he does something.

"Damn Baroque, don't you know how much damage this has done to my reputation?" Celine thought about it all the way, and finally complained about the mess on Baroque. She didn't even notice it herself...... When a woman complains about everything to a man, the emotions are already very subtle......!

.................. Dividing line ............

The gladiatorial battle in which the Baroque defeated Celt terrified everyone in the arena, and the deterrent effect of the king's warrant had a very good result. Kim, who was in charge of the gladiator's meal, had to meet all the demands of the orcs, despite his toothache of hatred, but fortunately the sumptuous roast, ham, steaming white bread, and rum were not at his expense, nor did he feel distressed. Seston, the owner of the Colosseum, was very generous enough to give Kim a lot of oil!

Baroque is once again in the gladiatorial arena, and the orcs are already training. The gladiator instructors did not have a single person to instruct, but gathered all the human gladiators together to practice. Celt had been recuperating from his injuries for a while, and had told them that they must not let the human gladiators relax their training............ When he recovers from his injuries, he will have to select elite gladiators from here to fight the orcs in a life-and-death duel!

Eighty-nine orcs were isolated in a remote corner of the gladiatorial arena, never trained in combat or in small legions, and each one could only wield wooden swords and slash, his movements sluggish and stiff, making the human gladiators in the distance erupt in ridicule from time to time. The orcs were depressed and depressed. Even if they want to practice seriously, they don't know where to start.

"Papapa" Baroque clapped his palms and shouted, "My people, look here!" He held his battle axe in his right hand and a medium-sized shield in his left hand, and when he saw that all his clansmen were gathered around, he said, "Don't learn the fighting techniques of humans, they may not be suitable for us." Have you ever seriously thought that we are orcs, and if we are only limited to physical strength, regardless of magic and fighting spirit, there is no dispute that orcs are the most powerful. ”

Everyone nodded in agreement, Baroque was right, the strength of orcs is much stronger than that of humans, this is their advantage.

"And you must know that this is the Colosseum, a place where magic and fighting spirit are not allowed. So this can be said to be the world of orcs, and in the face of humans who are half weaker than us, what reason do we have to be afraid?"

"But, Baroque ......," Barrotan questioned, hesitantly saying, "Human fighting skills are very powerful, their speed and skill can make up for their shortcomings, in gladiatorial fights, many times we have not even been close to their bodies, they have been hit by the vital point, if it is in the battlefield of fighting, we have died many times." ”

Baroque did not speak, but threw the shield in his hand: "Barotan, pick up the shield and take it." ”

Confused, Barrotan picked up the shield and was about to ask Baroque what he was going to do. Baroque raised his tomahawk violently, roared, and slashed at it! Before Barotan could react, the sharp tomahawk had already slashed at the shield.

There was a "click, squeak", covered with a layer of iron sheet, and wrapped around a hard shield of oil-soaked wild vines, which was split in half by a baroque axe. If he hadn't collected his strength in time, I'm afraid half of Barrotan's body would have been shattered. Rao also made Barrotan's face pale with fright! The tribesmen didn't know what Baroque was going to do, and they were all a little uneasy.

"Barrotan, tell me, if you were to split this shield, would you be able to break it?" Baroque asked.

"Yes...... But not as powerful as you!" Barotan thought about it, feeling that Baroque had just used the axe, and he could have cut it with all his might.

"Very well, everyone has seen it, right? This is the power of our orcs, if a human were to cut it, it would leave a deep mark on the shield at most. Baroque looked at everyone, grinned almost viciously, and roared: "We may not have the agility of human beings, we may not have their exquisite fighting skills, but we have our own strong strength." Maybe we don't even have the chance to slash the human shield with a tomahawk when we are alone. But there are ninety of our clansmen, and when we stand together and wield tomahawks, the so-called fighting skills and body skills of the human race become a ridiculous joke, and if they can dodge one axe, can they dodge ninety tomahawks?"

The eyes of the orcs lit up, and Baroque continued to agitate: "Go to his gladiatorial skills, go to his human fighting skills, we are orcs, orcs with infinite strength." Everything that stands in our way only needs to be chopped, crushed, and c......rushed with a tomahawk! We don't need to train anything, we just need to trust our brothers and protect our backs. We will only rush forward, kill everything in front of us, and fight for freedom! Human discrimination against us orcs has never changed, to hell with them, we will use our tomahawks to kill freedom!orcs...... Freely...... Orc ...... Freedom!"

Baroque didn't know why, the last words were completely blurted out without brains, maybe they had been suppressed for too long, and they needed to be vented! But the effect was surprisingly good, the clansmen were boiling one by one, even the old orc Ziad, who endured the pain of the shoulder wound, raised his hands and followed the baroque roar!

............ Dividing line ............

The fat figure was in a corner of the gladiatorial arena, watching the Baroque and the orcs. Seston's small eyes shone brightly, and he muttered to himself: "This orc can't let him live, otherwise he will inevitably cause big trouble to humans." But...... You can still use him and do something......! Maximize your benefits!"