Colosseum.

It was a little dark, but the whole arena was like day.

The people who can come to watch it are just a competition in the end, and it is not worth stirring up.

Only some officials with a slight status were allowed to enter.

In the middle of the field, Estes and Najeta stood opposite each other.

General Bud stood at the edge of the field, his arms folded around his chest, while Lubbo stood directly behind the palace guards, leaning against the fence of the gladiatorial arena.

The entire gladiatorial arena was silent, and the onlookers looked at the tense confrontation atmosphere in the arena, and even couldn't help but breathe.

Only Heaton and the Chancellor were fine.

Heaton sat in his seat, his calves swinging, while the Chancellor raised the flesh in his hand, tilted his head and took a bite of it.

"Whoa, whoa."

The sound of the minister's chewing seemed to be heard throughout the venue.

There is no referee, no one shouts to start, or no one in the room is worthy of being a referee.

Although General Bude reported his chest with his hands, the vigilance in his heart had long been pulled to the highest.

The blue-haired girl in front of her, who was almost twenty years younger than herself, gave her a feeling of facing a super dangerous species.

This momentum, Najeta is too bad.

Crazy and tyrannical, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Bud would have thought that the other side was a dangerous species.

Even if I have the imperial tool, I'm afraid it won't be easy to defeat her!

And Najeta, as a client, is facing even more pressure.

A drop of cold sweat ran across Najeta's forehead, and it could be seen that her heart was not at peace.

But Najeta had no fear or fear in her heart.

She was now clearly aware of the gap between herself and Estes, but this was not a reason for her to admit defeat without a fight.

"Do you want to use a sword?"

Najeta asked, her hand resting on the matching sword at her waist.

This is the standard sword of the Imperial Army, which is not special, but it is also an old man who has accompanied Najeta for all these years in the army.

"You feel free." Estes didn't care, the strength of the person in front of him, who was also an imperial general, was not weak, but it was just not weak.

But she won't stop fighting, she will give it her all.

"Huh!"

The sword is unsheathed.

Najeta drew her sword at her waist, and she had to give it her all.

"Bang!"

Najeta's eyes flashed, and the alertness from the battle made her react.

"Bell~"

Estes punched Najeta's barely parryed sword.

A puff of dust was kicked off by the air waves from the collision, and Najeta and Estes' hair fluttered.

A smile tugged at the corner of Estes' mouth, and he was quite satisfied that Najeta was able to block this move.

She lifted her right leg quickly and took a whip leg towards Najeta's thigh.

"Bang!"

The kick landed Najeta's leg, and the force and pain caused her to fly backwards.

Estes didn't take advantage of the victory, and put his left hand on the Rapier at his waist, waiting for Najeta to stand up again.

I can't beat it at all!

Feeling the pain in her thigh, Najeta had only one thought on her mind.

She kept her hand, or my leg would have been broken.

Najeta stood up with her sword in her hand, suppressed the pain, and straightened her fighting stance.

And under her feet was a large cobweb-shaped pit that had just been smashed out.

"It's coming!"

The blow just now had given her a rough idea of how Estes was attacking.

Quick punches with great strength.

None of this is an offensive that you can withstand.

"Huh!"

The blow brushed in her ear, and Najeta dodged a punch from Estes.

The sword in his hand swung at a great speed, stabbing at Estes.

"Bell~"

The metal collided with him, and Estes dodged the blade with great reflexes, and the pair of high heels easily slammed the sword aside.

Najeta tightened her grip on the sword, stopping the trembling sword.

"Don't worry about hurting me, mercy is the qualification of the strong, and the weak just need to resist as much as they can."

Estes smiled, and a cold tone came out of his mouth, but as soon as he said the words, he seemed to think that the identity of the other side was the same as himself, he was a general of the empire, and then said:

"Your strength has surpassed most people, but you still have some shortcomings in the face of me, all, don't show mercy to your subordinates."

With that sword just now, Estes clearly felt that the speed of the long sword was about to approach him and slowed down significantly.

Are you afraid of hurting me? Ridiculous'

Estes was not moved, and he had to do his best in the face of himself.

Najeta didn't have time to think about Estes' taunts right now, all her attention was now on Estes's attacking moves.

The fist wind was raging, and even the ripples caused by the powerful aura could be faintly seen in the venue.

Heaton didn't know what he was looking at anymore.

The quick movement between the two of them was not clear to Heaton now.

But from the level of destruction on the field, he could still clearly judge the intensity of this battle.

But, that's enough.

The momentum and destruction caused by the battle left everyone in the room dumbfounded.

The field was not small, but the aftermath of the battle between the two hit the guards on the edge, including Lubbock.

He is the holder of the Imperial Tool, but I'm afraid that in the face of the battle in front of him, I'm afraid that he won't be able to survive a round.

No matter how imperceptible and silent his [Crossing Tail] is, it will be useless in the face of absolute strength.

They're only five years older than me!

Can I achieve that strength?

For the first time, Lubbo saw the best fighting in the world, and for the first time, he doubted his own strength.

Lubbock's shocked eyes stared at the center of the battlefield, and he couldn't help but glance at Bud, who was still immovable.

It was still the reassuring broad back, and Lubbock's restless heart couldn't help but calm down.

Looks like I'm going to work harder!

Otherwise, wouldn't it be ridiculous that he wouldn't even be able to beat his wife in the future.

Lubbo could barely make out the white figure that had been entwined in the battle, and his calm heart was lifted again, and Najeta's embarrassed and scarred appearance made him worry again.

Heaton sat down on the high platform and asked the other ministers.

"Minister, can you see them fighting?"

The minister's hand eats meat.

"Your Majesty, this is the strength of the imperial generals, and only with such strength can we protect the empire and protect His Majesty the Emperor."

Of course he... I can't see it clearly, but that doesn't mean he's going back to Heaton's problem.

This was Heaton's first simple understanding of the strength of the world.

It was completely different from the bloody gladiatorial battles between prisoners before.

Bloody gladiatorial fights only resonate with the darkness in people's hearts, advocating violence, abuse, and bullying of the weak.

And the duel between such strong people is diametrically opposed.