[Thank you for the dream, the reward]

Opposite the location of Cheruth, in a private room on the other side of the arena.

Although it is not the largest private room in the arena, it has a very empty feeling because of the small number of people in the private room.

"Now, let's start our first showdown of the night, the Wasteland Tiger Lion vs. the Carter Hunter Brothers!"

There were bursts of cheers from the audience, but the atmosphere in this private room was not at all as passionate as outside, but a little dreary.

On the sofa in the middle of the private room sat an old man dressed in a gorgeous costume with a strong atmosphere of superiority, and on the side and behind the sofa, three figures stood quietly.

Among the three figures, standing on the side of the sofa was a black-haired young man in leather armor who looked like a mercenary thief everywhere, while behind the sofa stood two bald men dressed as thieves like young men with fierce eyes, and the other was a petite girl wearing a black cloak to cover her face.

At first glance, it seems that all three of them are the subordinates of the old man in fancy clothes, but in fact it does not seem to be the case.

"Yo, here we go. ”

Listening to the hoarse shouts of the arena master of ceremonies, the black-haired young man couldn't help but show a smile that seemed to be mocking.

The old man in the Chinese costume did not answer immediately, but just looked at the young man in front of him, who was obviously very different from his status in terms of dress, but had no fear of himself.

"The Wasteland Lion Tiger is a very powerful low-level demonic beast, and such a wonderful game is not something you can see just by looking at it, Lord Prime Minister. ”

Butler, this is the name of the old man in fancy clothes, and it is also the name that can symbolize power and status in the current Prude Empire, which almost everyone knows.

The Prime Minister of the Empire is nominally the first person under the Emperor, but in fact, due to the incompetence of the contemporary Emperor Prude, he almost controls nearly two-thirds of the political power in the court as the Prime Minister, and is even considered by the upper echelons of the Empire to be the real master of the current Empire in private.

However, the young man sitting in front of Butler's eyes at this moment, even if he was stared at lukewarmly by such a powerful person, still had a relaxed smile.

Finally, Butler frowned and spoke.

Gurney...... Sir, if you like to watch, the Prime Minister's Mansion still has the ability to reserve a seat for you here every day. ”

The young man smiled.

"Haha, thank you so much, Prime Minister, but once or twice is fine, I'm not very interested in watching the same thing over and over again every day...... So, before today's drama begins, why don't we talk about some topics that are of interest to both of us?"

Young Gurney's words made Butler's slightly frowning brow soften, obviously the other party still knows some measure, and appropriate temptation is okay, but it must be superior in patience, then it is a little unknowable.

In particular, he was never sure why the other party was cooperating with him, and this attitude of the other party obviously lacked reverence for him, which was really uncomfortable for Butler, who was accustomed to taking all things into his own hands.

"Prime Minister, King Kong has successfully built momentum, and most of the diehards in the imperial capital have already been dealt with for you, when do you plan to do it?"

"Mr. Gurney, as I have agreed with your organization, you have come to assist me in this matter. ”

"That's right, but even if we need to do what you do, we have to know our progress and success rate," Gurney smiled, "The organization's previous arrangement in the Loris Kingdom has failed for some reason, so the leader can be said to be quite serious about the success of this plan, after all, the Prime Minister is much more reliable than the mentally handicapped prince of Lorris." ”

"Hmph," Butler snorted from his nose, "and meddling in the highest circles of power of the two great powers of the Western Plains at the same time, if I didn't know who you are, I really wouldn't dare cooperate with you." ”

"The Prime Minister is too worried," a look of inexplicability flashed in Gurney's eyes, "We're just a bunch of poor people who want to get back what belongs to us but can't do anything about it." ”

Butler closed his eyes noncommittally, and there was a brief silence before Butler spoke again.

"Okay, I understand your conditions, as long as you help me to do something, I will help you as agreed. ”

"That's great. ”

"Don't be too happy, even if you are willing to help me, this is not a 100% success," Butler raised his hand and pressed his temple, "Although the four major legions of the empire, Leon, the commander of the Predator Legion, is not dead, but he has also been seriously injured, with the manpower I have arranged there, as long as the matter is not decided, the Predator will not send troops to participate." ”

Behind the couch, the bald man glanced meaningfully at the little girl in the cloak standing beside him, who remained motionless, as if listening to something inconsequential.

"The Excalibur Legion on the western border is too far away to catch up, and at least half of the officers of the Guards Legion left behind in the Imperial Capital have already taken refuge under the command of the Prime Minister," Gurney continued with Butler's words. As far as I know, Marshal Wall, who commands the Wind and Sand Legion, is not only one of the only four heroes in the Prud Empire, but also the most loyal marshal to the imperial family among all the legion marshals. ”

"Yes," Butler's tone showed a little helplessness for the first time, "after the incident, I will let the Blood Leopard lead people to guard the road to the south of Kells to intercept and kill the people sent by the royal family to report the news, but after all, I can't hide that old guy from Wall, only by stabilizing the situation in the imperial capital before the whole army of the Wind and Sand Legion kills us, we can have a chance of victory." ”

"Actually, I believe our leader told you before, if you need to, we have the ability to create a small orc invasion on Prude's southern border to delay the Windsand Legion. ”

"No, no," Butler shook his head and raised his hand to stop Gurney's words, "you don't know Wall, and you don't know the orc race, what I need is a Prud who can still maintain his position as one of the six major forces on the continent, not a rag that could be destroyed by the orcs or Loris at any time." ”

Gurney shrugged.

"The Prime Minister's concern for the country and the people is really admirable. ”

The small eyes of the bald male blood leopard standing behind Butler suddenly flashed a fierce light, but Gurney only smiled faintly, and didn't even look at the blood leopard.

Butler, on the other hand, looked a little old, and did not seem to be intent on refuting Gurney's words.

"I'm old and don't want to take risks. ”

There was silence in the private room again, and at this moment, the cheers outside reached a climax again, and it seemed that the first battle was over, and in the roar of the master of ceremonies, the second team of slaves who were about to participate in the life-and-death scuffle were slowly entering the arena through the iron doors on both sides of the arena with desperate or vicious eyes.

"The day after tomorrow, that faint gentleman will have a trip, everything will come according to plan, and my people will also participate...... Pay attention to those who tell you, play realistically, that faint king is an idiot, but his younger brother, Prince Hoss, is not an easy character. ”

"Don't worry," Gurney nodded, "But are you sure the Lord Chancellor won't be coming?"

"Big Brother's invitation to compete with the Sword of Glory, that tendon will not refuse. ”

The Axe of the God of War and the Sword of Glory are the four heroes of the Empire like Marshal Wall of the Wind and Sand Legion, while the remaining one is a martial idiot who has always ignored these worldly things, and disappeared from everyone's sight a few years ago, and is said to be living in seclusion somewhere on the western border.

"The Prime Minister is really powerful. ”

Gurney's words were a little sincere, after all, not everyone could make a top human powerhouse of the Sword of Glory level work for him.

Butler's eyes were filled with pride and a hint of disdain.

"Hmph, Sword of Glory...... The so-called glory is nothing more than power and fame. ”

Off the field, the slave brawl had entered the most fierce middle game, and there were only seven or eight people still standing on the field, all with blood-red eyes, like irrational beasts, waving their sharp weapons at these people who might have sat down to eat together yesterday.

"Ugly, really ugly. ”

With that, Butler seemed to lose interest and got up from the couch.

"Prime Minister, King Kong hasn't appeared yet, has he?"

"There's no need to look any further, if your companion can't even handle a small gladiator, and you don't need the Templar Knights' Sanction Knights to come, I'll personally send you to the Holy City of Solan Holy Country. ”

Gurney's pupils froze, and he leaned down slightly and bowed lightly to Butler.

"So, I wish the Prime Minister a good mood tonight. ”

Butler turned around and waved his hand at Gurney casually, not knowing whether to say goodbye or to say that he might not be in a good mood, and walked out of the room, followed closely behind him by the blood leopard and the little girl in the cloak.

Soon, the three Butlers walked out of the arena, where a very delicate and luxurious-looking carriage was parked at the entrance of the arena, quietly waiting for its owner.

“...... Blood Leopard, tell our people to pay more attention to Prince Hoth's movements these days. ”

"Okay. ”

The bald man spoke, took a step back and disappeared into the night, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Butler looked up at the moon above him and sighed lightly.

"Zero, how's your injury?"

“...... It will not affect the action of the day after tomorrow. ”

"That's good," Butler nodded, turning his head to look at the silent girl behind him, "You're a good boy...... You will make more people happy. ”

With that, Butler stepped into the carriage, and then, driven by the silence of the coachman, the carriage moved slowly down the street in the direction of the inner city.

Outside the arena, the girl stood alone.

“...... It will make more people happy...... ......"

The murmuring whisper, the tone is soft and cold, and it is impossible to tell whether it is confused or firm.

“...... Yes, for tools, being able to benefit more people is where the value lies. ”