The Divine Elements

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This is a stupid idea. If Raizel knew that his descendants were working as pigeon carriers, he would have died with shame right there and then.

Ezkael stated with irritation in his voice.

Teacher, I’m not a pigeon…

Calron quietly responded back, as he continued walking down the street while looking for the location of the cargo building given by an earlier passing-by stranger.

Well, once you start carrying goods around, you will be no different than a real pigeon!

Ezkael angrily retorted.

Letting out a sigh, Calron trudged ahead while Avi excitedly explored the city from his back.

“Joren! The Arena will soon open! Hurry up!”

A little horned tiger cub shouted back to his friend, as he raced towards a massive building in front of Calron.

“You are too fast, Taro! Wait for me!”

A chubby red cat rasped as it clumsily trailed behind.

“Hmm, an Arena?”

Calron curiously muttered, as he changed his direction towards the large building.

Georan had mentioned an Arena yesterday as well, and it was one of the biggest entertainments for the citizens of the city. Another thing he had added was that the warriors entering the battles, received an extravagant amount of money for winning each battle.

However, Georan did not comment any further and simply moved on to other buildings. Initially, Calron would not have considered fighting in his beast form, as he was still unaccustomed to this new body and did not have a single clue on how to fight as a bird.

Teacher, I think I just found a new profession.

Calron yelled within his mind, as he spread his wings and leapt towards the Arena.

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Entering the front of the massive building, Calron saw a bustling crowd gathered at the far end of the room.

“Entrant or visitor? Visitor price is one copper square for the back row seats, three coppers for the middle row, and a silver for the front row. Entrant registration is over there.”

A lazy voice sounded out from the guard standing beside Calron.

“Umm, I’m an entrant.”

Calron quickly replied back.

“I just said to go over there for entrant registration, didn’t I?”

The guard annoyingly stated as he shooed away Calron. It seemed that he was more interested in making cash from the paying visitors.

“Oh, by the way, to register as an entrant, you will have to pay two silver squares.”

The guard’s voice suddenly sounded to Calron, just as he was about to turn around.

“You have got to be kidding me…”

Calron groaned.

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