"Are you bored, brother?"

"what you think?"

"No. Brother is not bored, but sad."

"Why do you say that?"

Eberhart glanced at the young guard and said without hesitation.

"I remember my brother once said that gladiatorial combat is a meaningless show of killing. In addition to the nobles, there are also many commoners with some Mora in their hands. They are excited about the blood of their compatriots, but they are cowardly when facing foreign enemies. How can I not be sad?"

"The one who understands my heart is my brother."

"But you shouldn't meet me. What if my father finds out?" Lin Ye asked.

"We haven't met each other before. I miss you a little bit. I also want to ask you, have you realized your dream?"

Lin Ye looked deeply at Eberhart, who had a frank look in his eyes.

"almost."

"Soon?"

"Ah."

Erberhardt looked curious.

"Even if you asked me, I wouldn't tell you."

"That's right, brother has matured a lot."

"It makes me seem like I was reckless before."

"..."

Seeing this, Lin Ye pretended to be angry and punched Eberhardt.

The young guard drew his sword subconsciously.

Erberhardt did not dodge and took the punch calmly.

It's just like the usual fights between brothers, brothers are friendly and respectful to each other.

In Eberhart's eyes, Parsifal was his stupid brother who knew nothing.

In the arena below, new gladiator slaves appeared, causing warm cheers from the audience.

Lin Ye looked at it curiously.

An old gladiator slave appears.

He seems to be the star here.

And his opponent.

It was a trembling red-haired girl holding a sword.

Chapter 243 Gladiator

Vanessa is not without blood on her hands.

But that belongs to prey and monsters.

In order for her people to survive in Mondstadt, she had no choice but to become a gladiator slave raised by the Lawrence family. She was shackled on her feet and fought for her life with other prisoners who had no grudges against her.

It was unknown whether it was the malicious intention of the Lawrence family that caused Vanessa to fight against the legend of the arena - the undefeated uncrowned king in her first battle!

He was an exception in the arena.

The ones who engaged in bloody fights in the arena were usually gladiator slaves, but from the aged appearance of this legendary warrior, it can be seen that he had either been thrown into the bloody vortex of the arena in old age or had gone through hundreds of battles and stayed here for many years.

In fact, people called this legendary warrior a gladiator rather than a gladiator slave. The difference between the two words makes a world of difference in status and meaning.

In order to show their kindness, the nobles stipulated that as long as the gladiator slaves could win twelve consecutive battles, they would be free.

However, there are very few people who can actually do it.

Twelve great victories.

Each opponent is stronger than the previous one.

Each opponent understands your fighting style better than the previous one.

What's more, the twelve battles include not only duels on the stage, but also overt and covert infighting in private.

Throughout history, there are only a handful of people who have redeemed themselves.

More than a decade ago, the gladiators, who were still slaves, won their ticket to freedom by stepping on the corpses of their opponents.

But after the last performance, amidst thunderous applause, the master said:

"The agreed number has been reached. You have done very well and are a fighter worthy of great honor."

"Do you consider continuing to fight?"

"You will continue to perform for your own glory and my glory while you are free. What do you think?"

The gladiator slave lowered his head to look at the flower pinned on his chest, which was a tender gift given to him by his young master.

Every victory.

The master would not regard him as a lowly slave used for entertainment, but would allow him to drink at the same table and give him a golden cup made for him as a wine cup.

It is a great honor.

It was a token of his master's affection.

Simultaneously.

The audience shouted and vented at the top of their lungs for the bloody duel, and cheered and celebrated for the birth of a strong man.

And isn't this gladiator slave the same?

He was already intoxicated with the glory.

But is this glory his or his master's?

Vanity is like a golden chain, while love is a lingering poison that bites the bones.

The hero hesitated for the wine of victory, but missed the opportunity to redeem himself.

Therefore, the gladiator slave's answer is self-evident.

…………

Now, the legendary gladiator stood in the all-too-familiar arena, which was covered with dents and damage, bloodstains that had not been cleaned in time, and dirty marks that had dried into bloodstains.

When the gladiators appeared, the whole audience cheered and applauded.

There were many people with red eyes, shouting at the gladiators to tear the delicate girl in front of them to pieces.

They unleash their animal nature, regardless of the consequences.

Vanessa did not receive any funding from the Lawrence family. She had no defensive armor and only a sword she carried with her.

And the Gladiators.

Wearing a helmet with conspicuous feathers on his head, he looked like a general returning victorious from the battle in the past, enjoying the cheers of the audience. At that time, the gladiators were no longer slaves, but masters, enjoying glory.

He holds a sharp blood-red spear, which was a farewell gift given by his master at the end of the redemption battle. In thousands of bloody battles, the blood of enemies and monsters has dyed it into a magic spear.

Although he is old, he does not show any sign of decline in momentum.

In fact, it is just the opposite. After more than ten years of fighting, the gladiators who have killed countless people have accumulated a kind of aura. Staring at the enemy with their turbid eyes can scare the timid ones to death and make their livers and gallbladders burst.

Such a terrifying warrior.

There is a small flower on the chest that looks out of place.

It looks so weird.

Someone once thought it was a weakness of the gladiator and tried to destroy the little flower, but he was greeted by the furious gladiator.

This is indeed the gladiator's weakness, and it is also the reason why he still stands here.

Who dares to touch the reverse scale of this legend? !

The gladiator was a regular, so the referee left it to him to decide when to start.

Vanessa watched the gladiator's every move.

What she didn't expect was.

The gladiator took out an hourglass and placed it aside sacredly.

After each battle, the gladiators would turn over and let the hourglass drain away.

After the fight, the gladiators flip back over.

Every time, the sand in the hourglass never runs out.

After swinging the hourglass, the gladiator looked at Vanessa.

For an instant.

Vanessa felt like she had fallen into an ice cave. Her original nervousness, uneasiness, and impatience all disappeared, leaving only the dullness of facing death.

but!

The images of her family and tribesmen flashed through Vanessa's mind.

The amber eyes immediately revealed a fierce light, like a dying young animal.

The gladiator had a full view of Vanessa's performance.

He had no extra words.

As he held the duel spear, he stabbed forward with unstoppable force.

Suddenly, the audience burst into earth-shaking cheers!

Vanessa's pupils constricted, her expression ferocious, and she tried to resist with her sword.

However, he was forced back by the gladiator's terrifying attack. He staggered back, his hand holding the sword trembling slightly and almost losing his grip.

On the battlefield, those who risk their lives will not give their opponents a chance to breathe.

The gladiator wielded the duel spear again. In his hand, the spear exerted an amazing force as heavy as a mountain.

Vanessa resisted desperately, with injuries constantly appearing on her body.

The girl's blood was undoubtedly the catalyst for the audience's carnival in the arena.

Vanessa gnashed her teeth, screamed in her heart, and fought for her life with the gladiator.

She couldn't be afraid.

She must not be afraid.

She carries the burden of her clan.

Vanessa's burning gaze stung the gladiator's eyes.

There was something in the girl's eyes that the gladiator had forgotten.

The gladiator couldn't help but roar, and the duel spear smashed down heavily!

…………

Lin Ye observed the life-and-death fight in the arena.

He recognized Vanessa.

This legend, who would soon change old Mondstadt, was now being crushed by another legend.

There is no doubt that the gladiator's combat experience is far greater than Vanessa's, and the reason why Vanessa has been able to hold on until now is due to her own outstanding strength.

"Who do you think will win?" Erberhardt asked from the side.

"……What do you think?"

"Gladiator."

"So sure?"

"The situation is clear, isn't it, brother? That Munata is just struggling in vain and stalling for time."

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