A peerless killer possessing a cat girl assassin from another world

New World Alliance, Minerva Arena.

It is called the Colosseum, but in fact it is the meeting place of all the tribes in the alliance. With the Colosseum as its center, a huge settlement area has been formed, which is also the political center of the entire alliance.

Minerva is the god of war and justice.

It is the belief of the alliance and the totem of warlike people.

He controls all disputes in the world and judges both ends of the scale fairly.

Whenever there is any dispute within the alliance, they can come to the arena and fight for their own opinions, dignity and honor in front of the goddess Minerva and under the witness of the leaders of each tribe.

Simply put, within the alliance's sphere of influence, everything can be decided by "fighting", and many things have to be decided by strength.

Of course, this is what the above looks like to outsiders. In fact, there hasn’t been a large-scale gladiatorial fight in the Minerva Colosseum for nearly a hundred years.

On the one hand, there have indeed been no major resolutions in the alliance in the past hundred years that require the use of the ancient custom of gladiatorial combat.

On the other hand, perhaps more games are not played out in the open, but behind the scenes.

So more often than not, the Minerva Colosseum was only used to host some competitions or for civil arbitration.

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"Then we will go our separate ways here."

Moon walked up to Wu Yue and Beorra and said.

"Are you leaving now?"

Wuyue asked.

"I have my own things to do. Besides, you guys don't really welcome me. Be smart and leave now."

"It came suddenly and left suddenly..."

Wu Yue muttered quietly, and only Moon could hear it.

She chuckled and said:

"I have a feeling we'll meet again."

"I hope we can meet again..."

"how?"

"Nothing much... Have a nice trip."

After Wu Yue finished speaking, he pulled Beola towards the arena.

I don't know why, but some things are hard to say in front of Moon.

When she turned around, Wu Yue had already pulled Beola to the tall building of the Minerva Colosseum.

"Wu Yue! Why are you walking so fast? My hands hurt!"

Only when Beora cried out in pain did Wu Yue stop and let go of Beora.

"Huh... What happened Wu Yue? Why are you walking so fast all of a sudden? Do you really hate her that much?"

Beora asked while bending over while taking a deep breath.

"No...nothing...I don't hate her...I really don't..."

"Yes, you two seem to have known each other for a long time. You watched the moon together on the roof that night. How can your relationship be bad? But if that's the case, shouldn't you say goodbye in a better way?"

"I can't do this..."

"Ah... I really don't understand you guys..."

Beola couldn't understand why they were so awkward with each other when they were obviously two familiar people...

"Forget it, everyone has their own secrets... Miss Moon and I are really not familiar with each other, Wu Yue, you and her, you can handle it yourself..."

Beorra scratched her head, trying to find something to divert her attention, when she saw the giant statue in front of the arena.

"It's just right. We are already at the feet of Lord God of War. How about going in for a stroll?"

"Mars?"

"It's Lady Minerva. This arena was built in her name. The God of War and Justice is talking about her."

Beorra said, pointing to the fully armed, solemn image of the goddess.

"War and... justice?"

Wu Yue felt that the words "war" and "justice" looked a bit awkward together.

"Well, I know what you're thinking. This justice is not what you think... Do you see the scale in the goddess's hand? Because those people in the alliance often have disputes, no matter whether it is a small fight or a conflict of power, there always needs to be a solution, so there is this arena."

"The Colosseum always needs an object that everyone respects, for swearing and notarizing, right? The goddess Minerva is the most suitable object."

"As for the true meaning of justice, it is definitely not about helping the weak and suppressing the strong. Gods would never do such boring things. Justice only refers to the fairness, justice, absolute order and balance of oaths, contracts and agreements."

"Oh, that's how it is."

Wu Yue finally understood.

Is there any god who will really help people for free?

Even the most benevolent goddess of light in the church cannot do it.

Wrong, it's "I won't do it"...

"Oh my, who is this little dragon girl pointing at the statue of goddess Minerva and making such a fuss?"

A teasing remark interrupted Wu Yue's thoughts.

Then Beora exclaimed:

"Marcella! Why is it you!"

There was a dragon girl with a strong body standing next to Beorra, and the armor and weapons on her body revealed her identity.

"Why? Are you unhappy about it being me?"

Marcela cursed with her hands on her hips, pretending to be angry.

"I'd love to. You always liked to scare me from behind. You haven't changed at all after all these years."

"Tsk, you are the one who ran away without saying a word. I thought you were gone..."

After the two who were full of bad friends met again and exchanged a few words, Marcella looked at Wu Yue.

At this time, Wu Yue, at Moon's suggestion, had put on a hood to cover his white hair to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, which added a bit of mystery.

"This little sister is..."

"Uh, this is Wu Yue, my friend. Also, don't call her little sister, she is about your age..."

"Ahaha, really? Sorry, sorry...looking at you, I thought you were only twelve or thirteen."

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

Wu Yue smiled.

Marcella said to Beorra awkwardly:

"Come to think of it, Beora, why did you come back so suddenly? Where have you been these past few years? Even when I asked uncle and aunt, they wouldn't tell me."

"This... is a long story."

Beora knew what she was talking about.

Long before she was admitted to the academy, Beora secretly followed a passing caravan to the other side to do business, leaving only a letter for her parents. So in their eyes, she was chasing an unrealistic dream just as the letter said, and naturally they were unwilling to reveal anything to other members of the tribe.

Uh, no, I'm just embarrassed to say that my daughter is involved in these unreal things, I'm afraid of being embarrassed...

"Don't worry, I have plenty of time. Let's go find a place to sit in the arena and chat slowly."

"Okay, lead the way."

Beora shrugged. Since she could take advantage of Marcella, why not do it?

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