Zar returned, but was carried back by Cadius and Gavira from the carriage that had stopped at the mouth of the alley. When he first crossed the half-elf courtyard wall in this way, he felt a little grateful to the guy who had built the steps, and I have to say that such a "renovation project" was indeed much easier, at least for now.

After that, it's simple, it's time to see a doctor, it's time to recuperate from injuries, and Zar is all too familiar with this process. And judging from the diagnosis of the half-elf, although Zal's injuries were serious, most of them were skin injuries, and the internal organs and bones basically did not suffer much damage.

However, these extracorporeal injuries with different shades and complex wounds have brought a lot of trouble to the treatment process of Zhal. Because there are many elemental particles left in these wounds that have not yet dissipated, and the green healing medicine commonly used by the half-elves has no obvious effect on these magical wounds.

Just when the half-elf was frustrated by Zhal's injury, it was Gavira who came up with a solution. She only returned to the clinic once, and when she returned, she threw the large book left behind by the old moon demon after his death to Cadius. Because she believed that Ulez must have written a recipe for healing magical wounds or a potion recipe in the book.

What happened after that did indeed prove Gavila's inference, the old moon demon not only wrote it in the book, but it was also very detailed, and it only took Cadius half a day to simply and crudely copy the "milky white liquid" used by Zar at the beginning. Of course, they finally learned the scientific name of this potion, the elemental blending solution, whose effect can greatly increase the speed of wound healing. It is especially effective against magical wounds.

So Zar sat down in the barrel again, but in a different place. Let's be honest. Such days are pleasant, some people help deliver food and food, some people shush you and ask for warmth, and you just need to sit, sit happily, and drink a sip of fruit wine from time to time. Zal felt like her life was suddenly brighter.

As for the problems that happened in his body, Zar and the half-elf still had Gavira discuss it very seriously, but they only frowned. said that he had not encountered a similar situation. This result has made Zal a little worried, but for now, there is really no better way than to control it as carefully as possible.

Just a few days after Zal was recovering from his injuries. The residents on the gimbal were occupied by two other sudden events that took up all the time after the meal. What's even more unfortunate is that both of these things are related to Zhar.

One of them was that the mistress of the Efaran family personally invited an unknown gladiator to join the "Crystal Cloud Bridge". If that's not eye-catching enough, then when many people hear that the hostess also gave a light kiss, they simply fall into the crazy mode of flipping the table!

You know, thousands of years of experience have long proved that the love story between nobles and commoners can always create enough hot topics. And something like this happens when the gimbal is on. There's an even more dramatic element - for the sake of the main god, the protagonist of the story is not even a commoner. It's sinners!

In addition, the status of the Efaran family is not as simple as ordinary nobles, this family is the real power class in Wind Cliff City. So the two, who were originally standing in the clouds and the dirt, suddenly had a wonderful intersection, and such lace news instantly detonated everyone's enthusiasm.

...... In fact, they have come to regard Zal as a hero in their hearts, as if they represent the greatest "conquest" in the gender camp just by talking about it. But what about the truth, sorry, no one cares about the truth, people only need to cut off the part they want in the rumors, as what they think is the truth, and that's enough.

As for the other thing, it was actually Zar who learned from the half-elves after his injuries gradually healed. In fact, according to the schedule, the first round of the preliminary round of the "Blood Arena" had already ended on the day that Zal returned to Yuntai.

But what really makes all the contestants, as well as the audience, feel more and more strange is that no one knows when the second round of the draw will start, not even when it will start. This kind of situation rarely happened in previous competitions, and at first everyone didn't feel anything, maybe it was inefficiency, or it took a while to give the players who finished the competition a pre-match rest, and so on.

But it wasn't until the whole natural cycle, that is, twelve days later, that the PTZ side had not released the second round schedule, and many people couldn't sit still. These people are not ordinary spectators who have more speculation and conversation, but the bosses of various gladiatorial arenas.

For them, the longer the season lasts, the more money they burn. This wasted twelve days, which is equivalent to paying the gladiators under his command a full week's salary for nothing, if you add the labor cost and the promotion cost of maintaining the season, except for the top gladiatorial arenas that don't care about expenses, those small and medium-sized gladiatorial arenas are completely unbearable.

As a result, many gladiatorial arena owners went to the consul's residence to inquire about the situation. However, what made them extremely disappointed was that the official answer was very simple, just saying that "the details of the schedule will be released soon, please be patient" and other clichés, and there was no actual progress.

However, such a strange event brought Zar a rare time to recover, and he finally reluctantly said goodbye to the cute big wooden barrel before the schedule was announced, under the almost murderous eyes of the half-elves and Gavila. The next thing left is to choose which gladiatorial arena to be your sponsor.

If you want to ask, how powerful a light kiss is, I'm afraid Zal himself doesn't know, but he did choose "Crystal Cloud Bridge" as his patron in the end. Of course, the reason for this has nothing to do with this, on the one hand, because the most ideal target is actually only the "crown bucks" of the Efaran family and the Dusai family, and on the other hand, if you want to choose, of course, it is better to choose the side that has been in contact.

So, when Zar and Cadius stood silently outside the "Crystal Cloud Bridge". When looking at this beautiful and elegant gladiatorial arena, there is nothing surprising.

"Goddess above, look at this building. Tut-tut...... "The half-elf rubbed his chin with an appreciative expression, "even compared to the most luxurious buildings in Mooncrown City, it is not inferior. "He's talking about the capital of the elven kingdom of Quelinsna. The half-elf paused and continued, "You can play here, and it's your home game. It's exciting to think about. ”

Zal nodded in agreement. "I've always wondered, didn't Soram have a patron back then?"

"Nope. Cadius denied.

"Why? doesn't he need to keep up with the game?" said Zar, turning his head to look at the half-elf.

Kadius laughed. Didn't answer the question directly, but said something else. "He, ha, you can't imagine how many people he killed. How many tasks have been swept away......"

Zal was stunned. "Didn't he have a problem with me?"

The half-elf glanced at Zhal. "Have you ever seen a demon?"

Zal nodded. "Yes. He remembered the "Demon of Blood" that he had defeated with Mott and Semar.

"What do you think. Solam or the demons you've seen, who is more terrifying?" said Caldius, whose expression was a little playful, and he stepped forward directly.

"Uh......" Zar closed his mouth and simply followed the half-elf towards the gate of the Colosseum. If Soram saw hordes of demons rushing up to him, he would probably laugh out loud...... Zal said in his heart.

Unhurried towards the entrance of the gladiatorial arena, Zal soon saw the guy who let out an "earth-shattering" roar that day. But before Zar could raise his hand to say hello, the other party had already spotted him. Then he slapped his thigh and pointed at Zal twice. With a "I understand you" expression, he turned around and ran, and slipped into the gladiatorial arena.

"This ...... What do you mean?" the half-elf stood in front of the empty doorway, and glanced at Zar in some confusion.

"Don't look at me, I don't know anything!" Zal turned his gaze straight to the sky.

The eerie wait didn't last long, though, as a distant burst of laughter drew the attention of Zar and the half-elves. It was a human man of medium stature, dressed in a long dark coat, with delicate short hair and two mustaches, giving a shrewd and capable first impression.

"I beg your pardon, you two, for keeping you waiting......" The man walked briskly up to the two of them, said apologetically, and saluted solemnly, "My name is Alev, and I am Mr. Casavallon's secretary, and I am also the steward of the Colosseum, and I am glad to serve you. ”

The other party's enthusiasm stunned Zar and the half-elf, and hurriedly returned the salute. "You're so gracious, Mr. Alev," said Zal, "I'm here today to discuss the signing with Mr. Casavaron, and I don't know if it's a convenient time?......

Aleph straightened up and nodded his forehead in affirmation. "Of course it's convenient, I'm sure Mr. Butler will be very happy to see you!" he said as he got out of the way, stood aside, raised his hand and made an inviting gesture, "Please come with me, two gentlemen, by the way, call me Alev or Love in the future......"

Alev said and walked out first, moving cleanly, while Zar and the half-elf glanced at each other and followed each other into the gladiatorial arena. Although they don't know the reason why the other party is so enthusiastic, this is not a bad thing after all, at least they can see that the attitude of "Crystal Cloud Bridge" towards their side is still very positive.

Following in the footsteps of Mr. Secretary, the two entered the interior of the arena for the first time. I have to say that to be able to sit in the position of steward in the "Crystal Cloud Bridge", Alev's own ability is beyond doubt.

From the history of the gladiatorial arena to the results of the events over the years, from the serious allusions to the jokes of the interpolation, Zal and Kadius almost unknowingly understood the story of the entire "Crystal Cloud Bridge", and even had a good impression of this gladiatorial arena with brilliant achievements out of nowhere.

As for Alev, in fact, he rarely personally performed such gladiator reception. The reason why he is doing this today is not because he cares about the unreliable lace news like the good people out there. In fact, he had a clear understanding of what had happened that day, and the young lady and the old butler showed more gratitude and appreciation. However, it is certain that the young man in front of him will definitely become the key training object of the gladiatorial arena in this competition.

Therefore, no matter which way you look at it, he has the need to have a good relationship with Zal. Therefore, he not only did the work of today's guidance himself, but also showed 200 percent enthusiasm.

While listening to Alev's explanation, he looked around at the internal facilities, and for some reason, the half-elf's face gradually showed a strange expression. Eventually, he couldn't help but use Elvish and whispered to Zal. "Boy, do you feel a faint chill in your back?......"

Zal nodded stiffly. For the sake of the Lord God, can you not get cold! From the moment he entered the door to the present, dozens of eyes have never left his back, not to mention himself and the half-elf, even if a beggar is pulled from the street, he will be stared at and chilled......

Zal looked back at the uncle who was sweeping the floor not far away, and he felt the corners of his forehead twitch. If possible, he wanted to rush to the other party immediately and tell him, you have been sweeping this floor tile for more than ten minutes!

Just as they passed through the work area at the bottom of the gladiatorial arena and stepped into the earth-rammed battlefield, several fierce murderous auras struck Zhal's body. For a moment, he and the half-elves stared at the same time, only to see five or six guys dressed as gladiators standing on the edge of the field, doing a sparring drill.

"Hmph, is this the beginning?" ...... young man," Cadius snorted softly, glancing at him.

But Zal's expression was completely different, his heart was warm, because after the strange feeling that made people want to die just now, he finally smelled the most familiar murderous aura! Praise the Lord God, for the first time, he felt that the murderous aura was so cute. For this reason, he prepared a big smile and gave back to the "audience".

However, the other party's face changed instantly, and it became "Are you sick......?"

These hiccups aside, Aleph, under excellent time control, and just before the audience felt bored with the introduction along the way, he led Zal and Cadius to the door of Casavallon's study.

With two taps, Aleph pushed open the wooden door and led them inside. As soon as the light lit up, and as Zar got used to it, he saw the old butler, dressed in civilian clothes, smiling from behind his desk, and making a gesture to them to sit down.

Politely returning the salute, Zal saw the most familiar gaze in the eyes of the half-elf beside him, the glittering golden light of wealth.

"How do I feel like I'm going to be sold again...... Damn, why do I say 'again'......" Zal muttered inwardly. (To be continued......)