"I won 45 contribution points, but I still have to participate in the Blood Moon Trial for a few days!?"
Ashi, who was doing his meal, raised his head blankly, with a deceived expression on his face: "Don't you say that those who have contributed more will be later in the trial sequence!?"
"indeed so."
Lang Na said while drinking milk: "But there is a premise - all prisoners are not allowed to miss their first blood moon trial. Only a very small number of people can escape due to reasons such as amnesty."
"Those who have experienced a blood moon trial and survived will be arranged in a trial sequence based on their contribution."
"Then what if I die in the first blood moon trial?"
"If you have such worries, why not fight with me on match-fixing and lose all your contribution points to me?"
"What a beautiful idea!" Ya Xiu muttered, thought for a moment and said, "You said before that only one person will die in the Blood Moon Trial?"
"Yes, there are eight participants, but only one will die." Langner said: "There is only a 12.5% chance of death, which is actually quite low - this is a general situation."
"Then am I an ordinary person?"
"Obviously, as the leader of the Four-Pillar God cult, you are not. Murder, kidnapping, imprisonment, bloody sacrifice... At least more than a thousand people have been victimized by you. Your reputation can be said to be a household name during this period. If there are no accidents, you will definitely
It is an important target of attention in the Blood Moon Trial."
Heath flies bravely, but Ash is responsible for the blame... Ash has endless resentment towards Heath in his heart. He just drinks six walnuts because he is brainless. What kind of cult are you doing! And you are making people so angry that even online loans don't even have you.
So hateful!
"How about it, if you give up, why not give me your contribution points." Lang Na said: "I will remember your sacrifice and live happily with my boyfriend..."
"Get out!" Ash said with a groan, "Maybe I'll survive? I won't give up!"
"Okay." Lang Na didn't seem to care about Ash's 95 points of contribution, and said: "There is someone who wants to challenge you, do you accept it?"
"Is this why you were waiting for me in the restaurant?"
"That's right." Ronner said calmly: "As for the reason, you will understand if you look at the amount of contribution the other party bet - 37 contribution points."
Ash narrowed his eyes: "A person who has fought 36 death matches before challenges me? I will only bet 2 points of contribution."
Rona shrugged.
"That's why I came here to inform you."
"Generally speaking, newcomers challenge old people in death matches, because newcomers can use their small skills to make big gains. It is not impossible for old people to challenge newcomers. After all, mosquitoes are still meat no matter how small they are, but it basically takes 5 games, otherwise the old people will not even have the interest to earn contribution points.
nothing."
"So I'm quite surprised that an old man takes the initiative to challenge you. I want to ask if you have any issues with him."
"Who is the other party?"
"Walkas Ur."
Ash shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."
Of course he hadn't heard of it. After all, he didn't even have the memory of Heath. Even if Valkas really had a problem with Heath, Ash wouldn't know about it.
"Céline Dole."
"Huh?" Ya Xiu blinked: "Who?"
Lang Na waved his hand: "It's nothing, I just thought of an acquaintance."
"Then are you willing to accept Varcas's challenge?"
"What weapon did Varcas use?"
"sword."
Ash's heart moved, and he looked to the side with the corner of his eye. He saw Sword Girl sitting on the dining table with her legs crossed, her hands folded in front of her chest, looking at him calmly, the black stockings on her legs were very dazzling.
She looked askance at Ash: "Is it interesting to peek at me sneakily?"
"I'm sorry." Ya Xiu turned to look at Heisi with wide eyes, and a thought suddenly came to his mind: "Speaking of which, since you can touch me, can I also touch you? Ahem, Sword Princess, you
Go back and clean up later..."
Zheng! The Sword Lady pulled out her gorgeous decorative sword. Ash immediately sat upright and said to Ronna: "Let Valkas wash his neck and wait for me tomorrow!"
"Then you come to Deathmatch Club tomorrow morning and I won't disturb your meal. My boyfriend is still waiting for me. Goodbye." After finishing speaking, Long Na left in a gust of wind.
Ya Xiu thought that Rona's boyfriend was waiting for him in the lovers' room with a good room, but after taking a second look, he found that Rona was not going to the lovers' room. On the contrary, the direction he left was leading to the Death Match Club... maybe
It's because there are people fighting to the death late at night, trying to get the medical doctors to die suddenly while working overtime, Ash thought to himself.
"Go back to the dormitory." Sword Girl jumped down from the dining table: "You are very busy tonight. I want to take you to explore a world you have never known."
Ash's face turned red with anger - What is a world I haven't understood!? Do I look like a virgin!?
This woman talks too much. If she continues to be arrogant, won’t I lose all my status!?
"Why haven't you come over yet?"
"Come on~"
…
…
At 8:45 pm, an unknown death match was going on in the Death Match Club with no other spectators.
"Ash agreed, but not because of the name you gave me, but because he was looking forward to an opponent who uses a sword - he only made up his mind when I said you use a sword blade."
"Thank you, I owe you a favor this time, Rona."
"Varkas, you can return the favor to me now, as long as you tell me why you suddenly set your sights on the cutie Ash. Does it have anything to do with the name - Celine Dole?"
In the dim auditorium, a thin middle-aged man was watching the eating on the ring.
Yes, eating, there should be no better adjective than this. Although food can move, escape, scream, and beg for mercy, in the end it is just food to eat.
"I don't mind saying it, as long as you don't regret it."
"Forget it, my boyfriend and I are very loving and satisfied with our lives. We don't want to get involved in the big shot's game."
Lang Na tore off a piece of warm meat, put it in his mouth and chewed it carefully: "But is Ash really the leader of the Four Pillar God cult? I think my ability to recognize people is pretty good, he is more like just...
As a student who has been working for a short time, I thought he was innocent."
The middle-aged man snorted coldly.
"Everyone who steps into this cesspool is far from innocent. The only difference is whether they only have dirt on their skin, or whether they open their mouths and actively swallow the stench."
"I'm eating, Varcas, can you please stop talking about feces?"
"Then I won't disturb you and wish you a pleasant meal."
...
...
When the door of the Death Fight Club rumbled shut, the vague wailing disappeared into the thick darkness.
Varcas walked in the prison passage, and every prisoner and prison guard he met stayed away from him indifferently.
Occasionally, I met a new prisoner who had just come in. When the latter saw Varcas's ears, his face naturally showed an expression of schadenfreude.
Because Varcas' ears are pointed.
When Varcas returned to his dormitory, he saw a prison guard waiting in front of the door.
He had already expected it. As he opened the door, he whispered: "Ash Hiss has promised to fight to the death with me."
"His brain, heart, and spine must be completely crushed to an extent that even two-wing magicians cannot treat," the prison guard said.
"I will do what you ask, but what about what you promised me?" Varcas opened the door but did not go in. He turned his head and stared at the prison guards.
"As long as Asher Hiss dies tomorrow, you will disappear from this prison after the next blood moon trial." The prison guard said, "But you and that child cannot continue to stay in Cammon City. This is
Mr. Schilling's request."
"I have no interest in continuing to breathe the same air as Xilin." Varkas showed a disgusted expression.
"The free time is almost over, don't stand outside, go into your cell."
The corner of Varcas's mouth twitched, he stepped into his room and let the automatic door close.
The prison guard turned around and left, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised and a sneer.
"A mere elf on death row, but he still has the arrogance of a born noble... Ha!"
