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In the torrential rain, the middle-aged man guarding the gladiator's residence exhaled smoke.

He loved the sensation and inhaled the smell of fine tobacco and rain deep into his lungs.

Only the natives of the Red Continent who are as good as him and who serve the descendants of God deserve such a day.

And He served not only the seed of God, but also the best of them.

There have been such rumors in a small area among the male lord - Antonio St. and the Holy Land of Mary Joy.

Yes, Antonio San is so elegant, noble, wise and generous.

He wore a crown of golden thorns, basked in the sun, and built a gladiatorial arena to share the glory with those of them who were in the dirt.

He didn't even mind breathing the same air as ordinary people like them, without a hint of disgust on his face, not a hint of it!

It is also said that he was also planning to organize the gladiators of the gladiatorial arena into a glorious fleet of Draconians to help the incompetent navy and suppress the New World.

Oh my God, how can there be such a perfect person in the world!

"Hey, I heard that His Highness Antonio will be the next member of the Five Old Stars." The young guards were bored and talking.

"That's a sure thing." The middle-aged man squinted and spat out a puff of smoke.

"After all, the rest, huh......" The man sneered, but before he could say anything, his disdain was already overflowing.

Before serving His Royal Highness Antonio, the middle-aged man only dared to look up at the Draconians.

However, after serving the Antonio Temple, seeing the scorching sun, he naturally had an undeserved contempt for other celestial dragons who could only pretend.

"However, the five old stars have been in office for a long time, and they have been controlled by several top families."

"So it seems to me that His Highness Antonio can ......"

"Hey, you know, can anyone else compare to His Highness Antonio?"

The middle-aged man's face turned cold, and the young guard had to take back half of what he had said, and nodded weakly and said yes.

The middle-aged man had no doubt that His Royal Highness Antonio would sit in the position of the Five Elder Stars, and he even thought that His Royal Highness Antonio could sit on the vacant throne.

But it's been too long...... Long to ...... He may be too old to follow the Templar of Antonio.

At the thought of this, the man's heart was very depressed.

"Anyway, yesterday, there was an incident of assassination of the Celestial Dragons by the guards of the Celestial Dragons, but fortunately it was stopped by other guards."

"Huh? I've heard of that. ”

"It's from the West Sea, right?"

"Ah, yes!" The young guard's eyes wandered, in fact, he didn't know, otherwise he wouldn't have looked for this topic, his mother was born in the West Sea.

"Humph!" The middle-aged man threw the cigarette butt he was pumping to his feet at once, stepped on it fiercely, and crushed it with his foot.

"If you want me to say, the adults shouldn't have let those sea barbarians come up and give them such an important position."

"They have no shame and no gratitude!"

"I've seen a navy come here, and I'm reluctant to even bow down to the Draconians!"

"The ancestors of the adults created a new world, and then they gave them the four seas to govern without coveting power."

"They control the pirates everywhere, and the people are not happy, but they treat the adults coldly."

"It's a!"

"Big brother is so right!"

The young man finally couldn't take it anymore, and he echoed loudly.

The Red Earth Continent has a vast land, but the population is said to account for only about 10% of the world (there are no official statistics), but they don't have to pay heavenly gold, and there are a large number of slaves from all over the world to build the city, so life is not bad.

He has a mother from the West Sea, so ah, he's not interested in any Draconians. He just wants to do well in this stable position, and then listen to his mother and live carefully.

After responding to the peace, he whispered again

"Can you smoke me a cigarette too?"

"Poof, haha, if you want to smoke, just say, take it, twist and pinch."

The middle-aged man threw the young man a cigarette, and the young man took it.

He coveted the cigarettes produced in the West Hylili Islands, which his father usually smoked.

But the rain was too heavy, and the cigarettes were a little damp, and the young people who didn't smoke much couldn't light them.

He felt a tap on his arm, and looked down at the middle-aged man's raised chin.

In the rain, there was a man dressed in gray and black, holding a black umbrella, moving his feet in the stagnant water formed by the torrential rain and walking slowly.

The umbrella was held very low, so that only the edge of the umbrella could be seen, and the man's face could not be seen.

"Stop, who asked you to come?"

The female Draco has taken a fancy to a certain gladiator, and it is not for nothing that she quenches her hunger and thirst.

"Myself?"

The man suddenly raised his umbrella and pointed at his red nose, his eyes were drawn in the shape of a cross, and his mouth was a bright red grin, which was the face of a clown.

Under the rain curtain, such a face suddenly appeared, looking eerie and terrifying.

The rumbling thunder was deafening and incessant.

When the young guard came back to his senses, the middle-aged man had a knife stuck in his body, and the clown held the umbrella facing them, but it was no longer aimed at the sky.

The middle-aged man's body suddenly exploded like a square, and blood stained the young guard's body.

In the midst of intense fear, the young guard swayed.

"That...... Can you get the key for me, I don't want to put my hand in that mess. Hey hey"

The clown grinned

"Yes...... It's ......"

The young man replied in a trembling voice.

Just crouching down seemed to exhaust all his strength, and the young guard's tears welled up in his eyes, and his vision blurred to the key. The intense smell of blood and the slippery, sticky sensation of his fingers made his stomach twitch and roll.

"Okay, thanks"

The clown took the key, polite but strange.

The young guard reluctantly turned his face to look at the horror, but his eyes were wiped by white gloves.

"Kid, don't look at it."

With a sharp pain in his throat, the young guard clutched his neck and poured into the stagnant water.

His face was facing the sky, the sound of water hitting his eardrums, and the growing "thunder"

"Why is there no lightning!" Looking at the dark oppressive sky, he thought.