Succubus' Manor

Not everyone can go to the high-level arena of the arena, and an invitation letter is necessary.

That is to say, there must be status, either rich or powerful, and this is a high-level occasion.

Chi Yan doesn't think this kind of occasion is "advanced", he thinks it is extremely low-level, only the slave society can have this kind of legal arena, and there are also black boxers in modern times, but they are all shady, and the losers will not have to die.

But even so, Chi Yan had to hold his nose.

When the slave owner Yaheng left, he also said to Wen Ning that if he had a suitable slave, he could send it over, and if his slave won, he could get more money.

Chi Yan refused. He didn't have slaves, so he couldn't do such a thing.

These people are superior, whether they are slave owners or nobles, they will not take the life of slaves as their own. In their eyes, slaves are pigs and dogs, and they may not be as good as pigs and dogs.

Early the next morning, Chi Yan and Kleist went directly to the arena. When they arrived, the arena was already very lively. Not many people came, only the first two rows were filled, but they were all well dressed, almost All with servants.

It was probably because Chi Yan and Kleist looked so good, as soon as he sat down, someone came to talk to him.

"From outside?" The man knew he was an aristocrat at a glance, he asked with a smile, "First time here?"

Chi Yan: "I came here yesterday, and today is the second time."

The nobleman blinked his eyes: "Let me tell you, the wild dog has won more than 20 games."

Another person came over: "That's because he was lucky. I'm more optimistic about Man Niu. Man Niu is younger and better at fighting."

The nobleman rolled his eyes: "This is the fifth round of the bull. Why don't you say that he is lucky? The wild dog is different. He has been in the high-level field and won until now."

Another person: "Have you won a lot of money?"

The nobleman was a little proud: "It's all because of my good vision."

"The owner of the wild dog doesn't regret selling him if he doesn't know about it." The nobleman sighed.

Chi Yan was a little curious: "Did the wild dog have an owner before?"

The nobleman showed a gloating smile: "His master is the son of a wealthy businessman, but their family committed a crime and lost all their property, so they can only sell the wild dogs."

"The wild dog himself asked to play a high-level field. He played a few games. After winning, he became worth a lot. His master got a lot of money."

Another sighed: "He is quite loyal to his master."

Noble: "If it wasn't for his high value, I would have bought him. If you win a few more games before you die, you won't lose money."

The nobleman glanced at Kleist, but he knew that Chi Yan was the one among them who could talk, so he didn't ask Kleist's name, and just said to Chi Yan: "If your family has a good If you are a slave, you can also send it over for a try, and you will be nothing but a slave if you die, and if you win, you won’t have to worry about running out of money.”

Chi Yan: "I don't have many slaves in my family, let's wait for a chance in the future."

As soon as the nobleman heard this, he knew that Chi Yan was an ordinary person, and he should also be the son of a merchant, otherwise he wouldn't have brought only one person.

Even a baron had to bring more than two servants with him when he went out.

But the nobleman didn't cool down with Chi Yan because of this, instead he said: "I advise you to suppress wild dogs, more."

Chi Yan: "Okay, will you sit with me later?"

The nobleman was a little happy: "Okay, what's your name?"

Chi Yan: "Kadi."

The noble said reservedly: "My name is Arthur."

His servant said from behind: "My lord is a Viscount."

Chi Yan greeted the other party politely: "Master Viscount."

The noble had a good impression of Chi Yan: "Just call me Arthur."

After Arthur sat next to Chi Yan, he continued, "Actually, the arena was not as lively as it is now. Since there are more nobles coming to the holy city, there have been more people in the arena."

Chi Yan asked strangely, "Don't nobles stay in their own territory?"

Arthur smiled: "My Lady Queen asked them to come, and left their children behind."

Arthur obviously didn't think there was anything wrong with saying this. The aristocrats' reverence for the royal family was long gone, especially now that the one exercising the royal power was a woman. In their eyes, a woman was synonymous with incompetence and weakness. I don't think I will be controlled by a woman, let alone this woman is not a queen, just a queen.

Arthur said: "She did not leave any noble heirs, but all the children who were not heirs."

He also smiled mockingly, thinking that the queen is born stupid, but anyone who is smarter will leave heirs, so what's the use of keeping other children?

Chi Yan was a little startled, he glanced at Kleist, and Kleist's eyes also darkened.

They look at things differently from the nobles. The nobles only think that it doesn't matter if the heir is not in the hands of the royal family. They even think that the royal family only wants to control the heirs, and then control the nobles themselves.

But Chi Yan only felt that this matter seemed to be getting tricky.

The second son, or even the third son, of a nobleman has the right to inherit, but this is the right of succession.

The heir is alive and well, not being killed, not getting sick and dying prematurely, and of course the second and third sons are not threatened.

But if the heirs are excepted, the remaining children have the right to inherit.

The queen is...instigating the ambitions of the second and third sons.

They are all children of the same father, why can he do it but I can't?

Even if it is a brother of the same mother, can he really value love over profit when facing interests?

And the original heir, what would he think when he found out that his younger siblings had more face and status in front of the royal family than himself?

The queen wants to make the nobles fight among themselves, so that more people will surrender to her. Without doing anything, she can harvest a bunch of loyal heirs who need her support.

If it wasn't for the wrong place, Chi Yan would have wanted to applaud the queen.

She was even smarter than he imagined after she was put to death.

Arthur didn't think there was anything wrong, he still smiled: "My third son is also in the palace, but it's also good, at least I don't have to worry about his future, maybe he can stay in the royal guard in the future."

"Anyway, he can't go to the Holy Court to become a knight now, and this is also a way out."

Chi Yan smiled: "Then congratulations."

Arthur: "What about you?"

Knowing what he was asking, Chi Yan said, "I'm here to do business in the holy city."

Arthur: "What business?"

Chi Yan didn't even use his brain: "I have some wine and sugar in my hand."

Arthur's eyes lit up: "There is still wine and sugar at this time, and you have a way."

Chi Yan smiled and said modestly: "It's nothing, I'm from Stettin."

Arthur: "I know Stettin, I heard that Stettin paved the road with gold!"

Chi Yan: "..."

Is this too exaggerated?How did Just blow it?

Arthur said eloquently: "There was a group of people from Stettin in the city before, and they still live in the city. They said that Stettin could find a job and have enough to eat by himself. You said, this Isn't it bragging?"

Chi Yan: "It's bragging."

Arthur: "Is it? Is there a place? If there is, wouldn't all the civilians go there? I think the lord of Stettin called someone out."

"I want to give myself money, I have seen a lot."

Chi Yan held back a laugh.

They talked for a while, and the gladiatorial fight was about to begin. The gladiators from both sides entered the arena, but they did not show off their strength. Instead, they walked around the arena to let the audience see themselves clearly.

Arthur pointed to a thin young man with no exaggerated muscles and said: "He is a wild dog. Don't look at him as thin. He fights so hard that even people three times his size will be beaten to the ground."

"That's Brute Bull, and Brute Bull is also good, but he hasn't fought a few games, so he's not as experienced as Wild Dog. This time, Wild Dog will definitely win."

After Arthur finished speaking, the gladiators fought.

The viewing and bloodiness this time are more than one level stronger than yesterday.

The wild dog is more agile, but the bull is stronger and stronger, and the two seem to be evenly matched at first.

Until the wild dog was beaten to the ground, the bull raised his fist and slammed the wild dog on the head.

The wild dog turned over at the moment when the fist was about to fall, dodging the punch, and the bull's fist hit the stone slab, smashing his hand full of blood.

The wild dog jumped onto the beast of the bull, put its legs around the waist of the bull, and grabbed the bull's eyes with both hands.

The barbarian screamed, and the wild dog poached the man's eyeballs with only his hands.

Arthur proudly said: "This is the unique skill of the wild dog. His fingers are very thin, but he is very strong. The bull is still inexperienced."

Chi Yan's eyes hurt a little from watching, and his face was tangled.

Arthur looked at Chi Yan, laughed and said, "It's the first time you watch it, and you're not used to it, that's what makes it look good."

When Arthur spoke, the wild dog had already jumped aside. Since the use of weapons was not allowed and the use of external force was not allowed, the wild dog had to beat the bull to death with his bare hands before the gladiatorial fight could be declared over.

Man Niu also seemed to know that he was going to die. He waved his hands indiscriminately, his eyes were bleeding, and his lips opened and closed, not like roaring, but begging for mercy.

The nobles in the front row scolded: "Brute bull, you trash!"

"Go to hell! Lost again!"

"Wild dog! Kill him!"

"Dug out his guts!"

The wild dog has no expression on his face, and his body is full of injuries. He was pressed to the ground by the bull before, and his back was also dripping with blood. He kicked on the back of the bull, and then grabbed the bull's hair and threw it on the ground fiercely. Collide.

There was a muffled sound, blood spattered again and again, the bull slowly died, and he died.

The wild dog stood in the middle of the arena. He raised his head and roared towards the sky.

The nobles shouted hoarsely: "Good job!"

"Dingo! Well done!"

"Wild dog!!"

Arthur smiled and said to Chi Yan: "Kady, do you want to visit me?"

Chi Yan's eyes were complicated, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Okay, the Viscount invited me, how can I not go?"

When Arthur turned his head, the smile on Chi Yan's mouth disappeared at the speed of light.

Everything here made him feel sick.