"They don't have the slightest respect for Lord Annan! Let the King of the North stand in the Colosseum and fight the demons! ”

Following the two kings of the north back to the fortress, Losi said angrily.

They had been to the gladiatorial arena and knew what the Demon Race was: there were always demons who would be alive after the battle, and at first these captives would be slaughtered, and then they would be sent to the rear to familiarize the recruits in the fortress with the demons. But there were many recruits and few demons, so the gladiatorial arena was built.

Up to now, the gladiatorial arena has become an important concoction on the boring snow-capped mountain fortress. The content has also been expanded to Demon Match, Squad Match, and Battle Match. Recruits, veterans, captains, and even champion knights participate.

The Demon Race means that Annan will fight one or several demons tonight.

"Because she's also the Twelve Kings of the North." Crean popped up a metaphor close to life: "Maybe it's my aunt beating my nephew." ”

"It must be my nephew beating my aunt!"

Rosie could not accept that his beloved lord was ridden by a woman.

Before them, Annan and Ji Jana ended a brief conversation.

"Do you need a bed? I can pick a girl from the Cana family to accompany you. ”

What Ji Cana said made Annan think he had misheard. "I'm still too young,......" Annan politely refused.

"You'll have to see it."

“……？”

Annan struggled to adjust to her rhythm. The Cana family has the blessing of the god of war, and can only give birth to women, so their "Do you want to come and sleep?" It should be similar to "hello".

"Whatever you want, the Devil's Field doesn't start until night, so you can walk around. Don't let the majesty of the fortress scare you from that work, boy. ”

Ji Cana patted Annan on the shoulder and walked off with her people.

She didn't go far before she suddenly put her hand on the tip of her nose and sniffed, muttering strangely, "Why does this little guy ......smell like a succubus?"

"Did she say anything rude?" Annan turned back and asked Rossi and Crean, who were following.

"We didn't hear ......"

"Forget it."

Annam looks out at the fortress in the snowstorm. Ignoring Ji Cana's rudeness, the Snow Mountain Fortress is indeed magnificent, a palace-like building dormant in a blizzard, and this magnificent palace is only the toe of the black giant named the fortress.

This line of defense is the only way to defend against one of the world-destroying threats, the Demons. There are also such threats as nezumen, greenskins, and vampires.

"Tell me about the fortress." Annan said.

"They don't know much, leave it to me." The voice of vicissitudes sounded from the side, and Rossi and Crean called him Sheriff.

"Greetings from Drew, High King of the North."

Annan hurriedly returned the etiquette to the old man. Whether he fought in the fortress for decades or came to the snowy mountains in his old age, he deserves respect.

They walked from the snow to the warmer passages, the walls windowless and the magic lamps instead.

After coming in, Annan's breathing was much easier: "I have a friend who is in the Snow Mountain Fortress......"

"Is the Minotaur right?" Of course the sheriff heard about it, "but they were ...... on the front line"

"Can I go over?"

The old sheriff said it was dangerous, and Annan replied, "The devil should not know about my coming." ”

"We need to prevent the devil from infiltrating the front line...... the old sheriff changed his words, but this could not deceive Annan, he still told the truth: "In fact, it is a 'balance' that we and the devil are maintaining"

The sheriff kept his mouth shut, but when he saw Annan continuing to listen, he had no choice but to say, "...... I shouldn't have said that...... We fought the demons a long time ago, and the demons who crawled out of the bottomless abyss are the enemies of the entire North. After the appearance of the Twelve Kings of the North, they had not penetrated a rift on a large scale for hundreds of years. ”

The old sheriff's account is full of admiration.

These twelve legends and their companions have brutally beaten the demons back into the abyss.

The old sheriff led Annan to a hall and explained that he was the king of the north, and quickly arranged the best room for Annan.

The people here were treated slightly more favorably by the Cana family and the supplies of Breeze City. So in a way, Annan was stained with the light of the Olmedo and the Cana family.

"The soldiers here come from the kingdom of Rekaner, the kingdom of Dimon, and the Okas Empire." The old sheriff said that they were all countries at the foot of the snow-capped mountains.

The old sheriff led Annan through the fortress, and the well-developed passages were like an underground city, stepping up one step after another, and a quiet corridor with a red carpet appeared in front of him.

Needless to say, this is one of the best rooms in the fortress because of the narrow window in the room. Even though the scenery outside is only whistling snow and ice.

"There's a good chance your friend is still alive. I'll apply to the Champion Knight to withdraw your friend. The old sheriff said.

"I'm sorry."

Letting Rossi and Crean pest at the door, and find a place to sit at will, Annan learned a lot from the old sheriff about what he only knew when he came to the fortress.

For example, the fortress does not have a substantial leader, and everyone is commanded by the champion knights.

"How many champion knights are there in the stronghold?"

"I don't know." The old sheriff said, persuading Annan not to investigate: "As long as we don't know, the devil doesn't know." ”

Annan asked about the Colosseum again, and the old sheriff said that the Colosseum was the fastest way for a recruit to integrate into the fortress.

"The strong will be respected and feared."

"So Ji Cana is helping me?" Annan thought it was a demonstration, or that he might retreat.

"Of course, even if you look like an enemy, you'll let them go first-" The old sheriff's offensive words came to an abrupt end.

Then Annan walked around the fortress again, but because he didn't have authority, he didn't go too far. In the evening, Annan followed the people sent by Ji Cana to the gladiatorial arena.

"Your level."

"Third-level Warlock."

"Then the first enemy we arranged for you is a third-level low-level demon."

Annan followed the guide into a room, the old blood stains already blending with the walls. Standing in front of the closed iron gate, Annan felt a little nervous for the first time in a long time.

Click-

The iron door in front of him slowly rose, and the light and enthusiasm in the gladiatorial arena and the noisy shouts penetrated into the room:

"King of the North! King of the North! King of the North! King of the North! ”

Hundreds of warriors in the audience cheered for today's gladiators, but the most fanatical were the women of the Cana family who set the trial. Their cries were clearer in the muffled shouts of the men.

A sweet-looking girl held her cheeks: "He is so cute......" The girl next to her looked indifferently at the silhouette of the gladiatorial arena: "I can't see clearly." ”

In the distance, two cloaked figures whispered, "I thought you wouldn't come to the arena again after your demonstration." ”

"There are few kings of the north who run to the fortress, and even fewer kings of the north who fight in person."

Annan, who was standing in the middle of the field, lowered his dark eyes slightly, so that he could suppress the boiling blood. Ahead, the iron gate slowly rose, and a low-level demon was released.

(End of chapter)