Through a long, dark and narrow hallway, Albert was ushered into a secret room. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The guards tied his hands and feet to the cross and stepped aside. Immediately after, a charming and seductive woman in a black robe walked into the secret room. "I heard you hit that minotaur. The woman looked at Albert affectionately, "It seems that you are starting to get used to life here." ”

Albert turned his head to look and couldn't help but breathe.

If Joanna is an ethereal beauty, Catherine is a cold and arrogant beauty, then the woman in her eyes is a charming beauty.

Women are not particularly beautiful, but they have a charm that makes people unable to extricate themselves. The long, dense brown hair was scattered at will, and the black robe was not covered with an inch, and the delicate figure that was soft and boneless loomed. Under the art-like willow eyebrows is a pair of slender Danfeng eyes, the white cheeks seem to have been polished, without the slightest extra edges and corners, and the fiery red and sexy lips are slightly opened, which makes people's hearts sway.

Albert suppressed the restlessness in his heart, tried to calm his mind, and closed his eyes.

I don't know why, he seems to have fallen under some kind of curse, and his mind is full of the figure of a bewitching woman, lingering.

"Who are you?" he asked her.

"It doesn't matter who I am, it's you who matters. The woman chuckled, then waved her hand casually, and the guard withdrew.

"What do you want to say?" Albert frowned and opened his eyes, dispelling the restlessness in his heart.

"You'll find out soon. When the guards had left, the woman approached Albert, put her hand on him, and unbuttoned his shirt one by one.

Albert stared at the bewitching woman, opened his mouth, but did not speak. He secretly cursed "damn it", his face was as usual, but his heart was in his throat. Could it be that the other party has already seen the dragon scales?

"Your heart is beating fast, darling. The bewitching woman squinted her eyes, gently stroked the dark red dragon scales, put her head to Albert's ear, and said softly, "I'm just curious why ancient magicians grow scales." Seeing that Albert was silent, the woman leaned closer, "It seems that your fragments of ancient magic are not pure, no wonder you are called a demon." ”

"I'm not a demon. Albert couldn't help but speak, answering as calmly as he could.

"Don't get excited, my dear. The bewitching woman smiled, "If I make your demonic contamination public, do you think the Mage Guild will deprive you of those honors, no, maybe worse." ”

"That's my business. Albert said lightly, and the hanging heart finally fell.

It seems that the bewitching woman just thinks that he is polluted by the devil, and he secretly rejoices, but at the same time has some inexplicable sadness.

The dragons have disappeared for so long that most people have forgotten the existence of the dragons, the race that once guarded the Atlantes, those figures that stood above all beings.

"Of course, but things always turn around. The bewitching woman exhaled a warm aroma, "Are you willing to join the Sakura family?" ”

"Unless I die. Albert said word for word,

"It's a shame. The woman stroked Albert's cheek and smiled like a flower, "When you're tired of the gladiator life, give me another answer." You will get beauty and money, power and status. Of course, that also includes me, the little one who is easily shy. ”

Albert didn't say a word, just looked at the woman coldly.

In an instant, he was indeed a little moved, there is no man who does not yearn for power and status, and he is no exception.

But the thought of those trapped in the gold mines fueled his anger.

He would rather die than help the abuse.

Seeing that Albert was unmoved, the woman shook her head, "You will make a choice, my name is Jennifer, tell me your name." ”

After a moment of silence, Albert spoke, "Albert." ”

"Guardian of humanity, good name. Jennifer gave Albert a meaningful look, "How about we talk about a deal." ”

"Say it. Albert nodded, as meat on the chopping board, he didn't have much choice, and he didn't want to ask for it.

"It's very simple, you're serious in gladiatorial fighting, and I'll help you hide this secret. Jennifer smiled.

After a moment of silence, Albert nodded, "I hope you'll keep your promise." ”

He didn't care what the other party would say when he went to the Mage Guild, but in order not to make Jennifer more curious, he still chose to agree.

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When Albert returned to the dungeon, Bawen was wiping his wounds with low-quality herbs.

"What's wrong with you?" Albert asked, looking at the bloodied Bawin. Bawin helped him in the cafeteria, and although it was superfluous, he was grateful to the other party and recognized the alien race.

"I beat Bernie hard. Bawin grinned, not caring that the smile would pull the scars that were deep into the bones.

"Bernie?" Albert asked casually, stunned.

"See that bear man? That's Bernie. Bawen pointed to the iron cage not far away, in which lay a dying bear man. After a pause, Bawen continued: "There is another bear man not far ahead, it is his brother Gna, I also beat Gna a few days ago. ”

"Do you have any deep hatreds?" Albert asked, frowning, puzzled.

"Nope. Bawen thought for a moment, then shook his head. "Why do you ask?" he looked at Albert, a little strange.

"Don't you think it's a bit heavy?" said Albert lightly.

"Of course you have to fight hard, otherwise I will lose. Bawen pursed his lips and laughed and said, "And there is a reward if you kill him." ”

"What reward?" Albert was a little curious, but even more frightened. In this icy gladiatorial dungeon, gladiators endured exploitation by their slave owners all the time, but they were still killing each other. Perhaps this was the rule of the gladiatorial arena, but Albert could not accept it, let alone understand it.

"Win the opponent's corpse. Bawin's face was calm, as if he were talking about a trivial matter.

"Corpses?" Albert's brow furrowed even deeper, almost screwing together.

"You want to ask about the use?" Barwin guessed what Albert was thinking, "Eat, that's the only meat." He leaned in as close as he could, "Don't worry, my friend, if I win, I can share the meat with you." ”

"You madman. Albert was stunned, and the reason for the other party's murder made him feel chills in his heart and a little angry.

"No, my friend, I'm not crazy, it's here to survive. "You'll understand later, do you want to drink those foul-smelling soups?"

"Then I won't eat corpses. Albert glared at Bawin, "Murderous orcs, you are not worthy to be my friend, look at the people around you, they are also gladiators like you." ”

"Fart, you damn bastard, Bawen is blind. Babin yelled and glared back at Albert, "Tell you, all the people here are just like me, and if you think it's crazy, I'll tell you that everyone here is crazy, including you." Trust me, it won't be long before you'll be like me, like everyone here. ”

"Look, I won't, never. Albert gritted his teeth.

"Rookie, one day you will understand the importance of meat. When the time comes, see how you laugh at me, and I look forward to that day. "You make me sick, hypocritical human, Babin is blind and thinks of you as a friend." After a pause, Babin whispered, "Do you think I like this? Do you think I was born this way? I've been here for a few years, do you know what I've been living like?"

"Me. Albert was at a loss, but he didn't know what to say.

In the end, he chose to remain silent and speechless. Although he didn't want to admit it, Bawen wasn't wrong, it was the demons who established these rules who were wrong.

This is not an outside world, but an arena full of blood and violence. In order to survive, these slave gladiators had to hide their humanity in their hearts and reveal their most ferocious side.

Albert's expression softened, "I'm sorry. He said apologetically, "I hope we're still friends." ”

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The Storm Arena is very spacious, with a circular shape and a diameter of more than 100 meters.

On the periphery of the arena are five tiers of stands, each three metres high, with a canopy hanging above it for shade.

Albert sat in the waiting area, the black iron shackles already unfastened. Today is his first battle, and his opponent is a porcupine warrior who is less than fifteen inches tall and has reached six stars in strength.

The floodgates slowly opened, and the audience boiled when one saw that today's gladiator was a boy who had not yet reached adulthood.

It's hard to imagine a child having to fight a murderous and bloodthirsty orc.

"Slaughtered the ancient mage raised by the son of a bitch!"

"Kill that stupid pig, kid, and eat pork at night!"

People are shouting, Storm Arena tickets are expensive, and the people watching are rich and expensive, and their boring lives need some strong flavoring. And the picture of gladiators fighting like beasts is the best relaxation and enjoyment for these people.

"Roar!"

As soon as he entered the field, the porcupine man roared and rushed towards Albert, his eyes cold, as if he wanted to crush him.

"Bang!"

Undenied, Albert punched the porcupine men before each of them stepped back two metres.

Draw!

The tie was due to Albert's lack of full effort.

While in the break room, a win-win deal was reached between him and Jennifer. As long as he puts on a good performance, not only him, but all the slaves will have a delicious broth to drink.

Flicking his somewhat numb arm, Albert made a defiant gesture at the porcupine man.

"Damn boy, I'm going to give you a taste of power!" the porcupine shouted in frustration, picking up a long axe and rushing forward.

When the gladiatorial fight lasted for ten minutes, Albert gradually fell to the disadvantage, much to the disappointment of all those who were optimistic about him. While cursing viciously, while the bet is not over, he presses the gold coin on the porcupine.

However, when the audience bet on the porcupine people, Albert miraculously turned the tide of the battle.

He dodged the porcupine slash and knocked the porcupine man to the ground, and the sword was handed out and stabbed in the thigh. This can render the porcupine ineffective without being fatal.

Amid the invective, Albert left the arena.

ps: The little brother is three more today, celebrating the first apprentice of this book, thank you for the reward of the seven scum.