When the word came out of Lady Arya's magnetic voice, I had the illusion of time travel in a trance.There was a long marble staircase outside the entrance to the Colosseum, and the golden autumn sun on my face became somewhat warm, leaving my shadow on the white sheening steps.In autumn, the southeast monsoon on the Endless Sea no longer continued to blow towards the Roland Continent, and the air in the imperial capital became a little dry.The Yerkes scholar walked ahead with Lady Cecilia in his arms, and the two spoke in a whispered cordial voice.The quiet and delicate girl, Lady Cecilia's niece, Miss Jenny, followed behind Lady Cecilia, she was probably a little uncomfortable walking so far in a court dress, perhaps the crystal slippers under her feet did not fit well, and she looked a little difficult to walk, and the maid on the side helped her lift the long skirt, and the other maid helped her hold up a parasol to block the dazzling sun.Lady Arya and I walked behind and said to her with a smile, "I'm so young!
I just attended the Completion Ceremony last month!
”Mrs.
Arya took me by the arm, leaned her head over quietly, and said in a voice that only the two of us could hear, "I mean, please, can you dress up a little older when you ask me out to go shopping, and finally be considerate of the feelings of your female companion, right?"
”Looking at the delicate face that has not been left any traces by the years, the more we get along, the more I find that Lady Arya is the kind of woman who looks charming, whether it is eyes or lips, can make people's hearts full of a desire to conquer, she is also a woman who is very conditional, she knows to make some appropriate requests at the right time.I touched the fishskin hood on the top of my head with my hand, this hood that looks a little tribal style is indeed a little different, it still retains a large part of the texture of the fish-man skin, from a distance, there will even be an illusion of a small fish-man lying on the top of the head, wearing this fishskin hood, can make me have a feeling of continuous expansion of mental power, and magic perception will also be enhanced, I have to say that this feeling is still great.As for this black and white striped devotion set, this magic robe I usually only wear once in the academy once in a while, because the devotion suit has a set effect that increases the casting speed of a magic skill by level, and I found that when drawing the Gathering Fire scroll and the frost scroll, I can also increase the speed of drawing magic patterns on the magic parchment, so I wear it once in a while when making a beginner magic scroll.I met Mrs.
Arya by the pool outside the college dormitory, and I waited for her in the dormitory.Later, I was a little bored in bed, so I simply got up from the bed and drew dozens of frost magic scrolls on the writing desk in one go, but because I was too involved in drawing the scrolls, I forgot the appointed time, and it was not until the magic student in the next bedroom knocked on the door and told me that there was someone waiting downstairs, and I remembered to make an appointment with Lady Arya.In this way, it was inevitable that he was in a hurry when he went out, and he didn't have time to change into a Misoli magic robe, so he ran out in a hurry.She had a faint smell of rosemary on her body, and her long golden hair was coiled up on her head, revealing her long snow-white neck, and she stood out from the crowd.As I walked, I asked Lady Arya, "You and the Marquise Cecilia have known each other before?"
”Madame Arya greeted a nobleman next to her, and then said to me in a low voice, "You might as well ask me if I have a holiday with her, more directly." ”I laughed and didn't deny it.When she looked down, her eyes fell on her dress, which was so gorgeous that the hem of her skirt dragged almost to the ground, and she counted it secretly, about eleven whalebones.I thought to myself: I don't know how Lady Arya sees the road under her feet with such a big skirt.Lady Arya didn't notice my little movements, she needed to keep her image at all times, with her towering breasts, showing her long snow-white neck, elegant as a beautiful white swan, she said: "I used to always like to go to the aristocratic ball, we can always see at the ball, the imperial capital aristocratic circle is so big, speaking of which I am the same kind of person as her, and I will like it if she likes it too, once I stole her limelight at the ball, probably at that time there were some personal grudges, probably at that time." ”She waved her hand to Betty behind her, signaling to put away the parasol on her head, in the dazzling sun, Lady Arya squinted her eyes slightly, and said to me: "Her husband is a man's little lord, with a Constructed Knights in his hand, and he was very beautiful in the imperial capital before, but at the beginning of the year, he took the Constructed Knights to the Rocky Plane, and probably fell there, but he brought some messages back, and no one knows the specific situation." ”Scholar Yerkes and Lady Cecilia were waiting for us at the entrance to the Colosseum, and I hastened my pace.Lady Arya looked at the aristocratic girl standing at the entrance, who was as pure as a little white flower, and complained to me: "I don't think this trip is a bit undeserved, someone wants to serve you a plate of small desserts, but I spoil a good thing, if you think I'm in the way, I'll turn around and leave now, it's probably too late." ”"Okay, it's all here, and I'll go to the slave market to help me choose slaves later, don't talk about what I don't have."
I touched Lady Arya's arm and said to her."
Maybe tonight, she'll ask a wizard to curse me."
She muttered quietly.The ring stand of the gladiatorial arena is divided into two parts, the upper stand is for the aristocracy, there are pergolas and benches, each area is separated by a low wall, it looks like an open room, each room is a relatively private space, like a private room.Madame Cecilia familiarly led us to a private room in a decent location, two attendants stood guard at the door, the maid placed some golden cider and fruit prepared on the stone platform, and the five of us sat down on the benches behind the stone table, just in time to see the gladiatorial arena below.There were deafening cheers all around, and the place was as lively as the legend had been.The stands below are for civilians, there is only a large circular area separated by stone walls, there are no benches in the stands, and civilians can only stand on the stands to watch the gladiatorial fight, but this does not stop the enthusiasm of the people to watch the gladiatorial fight.When we walked into the gladiatorial arena, we found that the stands below were already crowded, and the civilians filled almost every inch of the space in the stands below, and the civilians watching the gladiatorial fights seemed to have already entered the state early, and they were so excited that they sang the songs of the heroes before they set out for the battle.The lyrics are to the effect of: O warriors who have gone to the battlefield!
Courage will bless your admired heroes!
May you return triumphantly to the colosseum in the center of a circular duel area the size of four basketball courts, the loess tamped ground has already been swept clean and clean, and some water has been sprinkled on the ground, there is a round arched gate on the north and south sides, and the doorway is set up with an iron fence, and if you look inside along the iron fence, you can see the gladiators sitting inside, their naked upper bodies rubbing tung oil, just a rag around their waists, just squatting behind the iron fence.Each gladiator's eyes burned with war, and he grabbed the iron fence with both hands and looked out with a cold gaze.The guards on both sides of the iron fence were wearing heavy armor, each with a spear in their hands, a Roman sword hanging from their waists, and a steel helmet and mask on their heads.Entering the stands of the gladiatorial arena, Lady Cecilia and Arya finally did not continue to quarrel, and the scholar and I were happy to be quiet.Lady Arya pinched an agate-like grape with her white fingers, and opened it red.
Lips, gently put into the mouth, smart eyes but looking left and right, always inadvertently revealing a charming style, her gaze never stays in any place, but is looking at every place.I looked down to see if there was any blood left on the yellow earth in the gladiatorial arena, and I felt that the field was a little too clean.In the gladiatorial arena, the winner has the right to decide whether the loser lives or dies.The victors obeyed the will of their masters, and the lords who raised these gladiators usually consulted three opinions: the opinions of the powerful in the gladiatorial arena, the opinions of the people in the stands, and the will of God.The last time I watched a gladiatorial fight was in the underground arena of El City, where I met Breguet and Hamasaki, the leaders of the Starry Adventure Troupe, and slashed them with my own hands, as well as Ruka the Minotaur.There was only one iron cage in the underground gladiatorial arena, which was like a thatched house and a royal palace in the countryside compared to the gladiatorial arena of the imperial capital.At this moment, Arya touched me lightly, and her eyes looked at the upper left of the high stand, and said to me: "Look over there" My eyes looked at her, and I saw a group of young noble teenagers gathered under the pergola on the high platform, each accompanied by two beautiful noble girls, these noble young men were richly dressed, and looked very interested, and pointed and pointed at the bottom with a smile.The group of aristocratic teenagers surrounded a man who looked to be about eighteen like stars holding the moon.
A nine-year-old young man, he was wearing a set of dragon skin light armor, his immature face had a calmness that was different from that of his peers, and there was a heroic air between his eyebrows, and I found that his eyebrows and eyes were three points similar to Wales."
He's the Angel Boyd royals?"
I asked Lady Arya.Lady Arya said: "He is the favorite son of His Royal Highness, if the eldest prince succeeds to the throne, this will become the first heir to the throne of the Green Empire, everyone calls him Little Charlie." ”I said lightly, "Oh, it looks pretty handsome." ”I don't have much interest in knowing much about the Angel Bolder royal family, and if it weren't for Ying Li and Kige, I would have even hid far away.At this time, I saw a familiar figure beside Prince Charlie, the young man I saw at the door of the laboratory of the Institute of Magic, who had asked for a marriage from Kige, he was sitting next to Prince Charlie, and from time to time he chatted with Prince Charlie for a word or two, and I remember his name: Ironside.We didn't have to wait long for a nobleman under the pergola to climb up to a high platform and strike a copper hammer on a gong with a brass hammer."
Dang" "Dangdang" "Dangdang" "Dangdang" The people in the stands around him immediately fell silent, and his voice was very loud, loudly announcing that the first gladiatorial match would begin immediately, and then began to introduce the two gladiators who came to different training grounds, I was not at all interested in what he said, and I did not even remember the names of the two gladiators, but Arya and Cecilia watched with relish.The nobleman only gave a brief introduction, and the iron fence on the left hand side of the colosseum slowly opened, and out of it came a sturdy gladiator, who walked into the colosseum with his bare hands.This gladiator has long hair, a burly figure, a body full of tendons and scars, he is only wearing a black leather armor battle skirt, standing barefoot in the middle of the field, he does not look like an Imperial person, the Grimm Imperial people are rarely as tall as him, he must be at least about two meters five tall, although not as good as the Minotaur and the Barbarian, but it is not about the same.His face was disgusted, and his yellow-brown fangs were sticking out of his mouth, and when he walked onto the field, the crowd in the stands around him erupted in a deafening cheer, shouting: Fangs and fangs!
I guess that's probably his nickname!
Her name was Jenny.
Cecilia's maiden looked through the crowd and asked me, "Wizard Gigga, do you know where the gladiator called Sharptooth came from?"
”The Yerkes scholars and I rarely watched this kind of gladiatorial fight, and we were so unfamiliar with these aliens that we couldn't help but look at each other."
He came from the Scorpion Clan in the depths of the Dulwa Desert on the western border of the Empire, and it is said that the ancestors of that tribe are descendants of sand thieves and barbarians, they have the natural brute strength of barbarians, and they have the tenacious vitality of sand pirates, and every scorpion tribe is a natural warrior."
Arya sat beside me and spoke unhurriedly.When Jenny heard Lady Alia's explanation, her eyes showed a loss that she couldn't hide, but she said to Alia politely: Thank you!
I'm a little impressed with Arya, she's busy with the weaving and rune workshops all day, and she's still involved in them.Arya smiled at me quietly, and when I turned to look at her, I realized that Arya's personal maid Betty was holding a square piece of parchment with imperial characters written on it, and I took it and took a cursory look at it, and found that it was a brief profile of a gladiator.Betty smiled playfully at me, pointed to the hallway outside the private room, and whispered, "She took it outside."
At this time, the iron fence on the other side of the gladiatorial arena also opened one after another, and a human warrior came out of it with a short sword, and he was only wearing a pair of shorts that were almost rotten, and his feet were wrapped in animal skins, and he walked out step by step.At the same time, a tidal cheer rang out from the stands around it.Grigory!
Grigory!
Grigory!
Everyone chanted his name together, as if welcoming the triumphant return of the hero.My eyes followed everyone's gaze, and I looked at this human gladiator, and found that his not very strong chest and right arm were actually tattooed with two magic pattern formations, and a faint magic halo slowly flowed on the magic pattern line, but I didn't expect this gladiator named Grigori to be a magic swordsman.Apparently the Yerkes scholar had noticed this as well, and he couldn't help but get up from his seat and stare at Grigory in the gladiatorial arena