The weather is getting cooler, and the rain has discouraged many people from going out. At this time, Aogu City is like a goldfish, with its belly filled with food residue.
Because of the Secret Art Fair, the city is crowded with people this year. Not only are the hotels full, but there is even a trend of spreading to slums.
But the vast majority of people are staying in their rooms at this time. They come from the warm south of the world, and they can't stand this cold climate.
There are even many rumors that Aogu City is a city shrouded in ice magic all year round. Or maybe someone has angered the gods and lowered the ice barrier.
There are endless complaints, but Fernando can do nothing about it. Should Yuri or Furion be asked to use fire spells to roast the ancient city?
But at the imperial meeting half a month ago, Sergio, the president of the four major families, the spy family, and the mercenary union, suddenly appeared.
All the ministers were surprised by this. Although this man was a great noble, he was not from a famous family. In the eyes of many people, he was just a "high-class poor man" who hung out with mercenaries all day long.
But this somewhat unpopular president of the mercenary union perfectly solved everyone's troubles, and even Fernando praised him repeatedly.
Sergio's idea is very simple. Since people are now idle, and even most nobles are living a very dull life, this is the best time to make money.
The underground arena, a place for people to fight, can not only alleviate people's grudges, but is also the blood and cruelty that nobles like to see most.
As for the word "underground", it is used most cleverly. After all, Fernando is the King of Ogu, so naturally it is not easy for him to blatantly disobey the gods.
But he doesn't mind that he is selectively blind. In many cases, acquiescence is far more reliable than verbal agreement, and it also appears more tactful.
As a result, a bunker made of gray stone appeared next to the mercenary union. Although its appearance is only two stories high, the underground part is more than thirty meters deep.
Today is the opening day of the underground arena. As the first batch of people to watch the ceremony, naturally they are the nobles in Augu City and those foreigners with some status.
The setting sun sank into the horizon, and the stars opened their eyes. Sergio stood in front of the iron gate, and the exquisite carriages were lined up in a row.
"Welcome everyone, I am Sergio, are you satisfied with this place?" Sergio said loudly after everyone sat down.
"Sir Sergio, we are here to have fun, not to listen to your nonsense." A marquise replied with a smile, but her words were full of impatience.
"Yeah, we want to watch a fight, why are you nagging on so much? Have you changed your career to become a bard?" The orc man touched his chin and said coldly.
For a while, there were complaints everywhere, and everyone present said that they were tired of staying at home, but it was rare to go out today, and they came here to listen to nonsense.
However, at this moment, the iron gates on both sides of the venue slowly rose. Twenty prisoners in the black cell were seen being chained together and walking step by step to the center of the venue.
"Next, the two parties will start a battle. The last one who survives can have his name engraved on the wooden board and get one point. The person who accumulates ten points can regain his freedom."
Sergio spoke again. Seeing those bullshit nobles quiet down, he nodded with satisfaction, and the fists in his sleeves relaxed into palms.
"Wait a minute! It's too boring to start like this. Sir Sergio, aren't there any additional entertainment items?" the baron sitting at the outermost corner asked with a smile.
Sergio looked at this person, and then at the nobles behind him who looked expectant. Many foreigners had even taken out their wallets.
Seeing this, Sergio clapped his hands gently. He saw a tetrahedron surrounded by wooden boards slowly descending from the roof of the shed, with some numbers written on it.
The waiter shuttled between the nobles with a silver tray. After a few minutes, hundreds of gold coins were recorded completely. But her buttocks were already red and swollen.
More than a dozen weapons were thrown into the venue, and the fighting officially began. Although the prisoners did not want to do this, "freedom" was too tempting.
This is how people are, no one wants to be the villain who takes the lead, but once someone takes the lead, there will definitely be followers.
Blood was constantly being sprinkled on the stone floor. The nobles showed no mercy, and even the children accompanying them were shouting.
In less than five minutes, there were only three prisoners left in the venue. Two of them seemed to be twin brothers, while the other one was half-kneeling on the ground, vomiting blood.
"Brother, let's kill that good-for-nothing first, and then we'll talk." My brother stared at the prisoner opposite and whispered.
"Okay, then I'll do it!" What he responded to was the steel cone in his brother's hand, and the tear in his lower abdomen that was bleeding continuously.
"Why... why?" The elder brother lay on the ground and tried to look up at his younger brother. He still can't believe it until now.
"Why? I'm sorry, I also want to live, and there happens to be only one quota." The younger brother ignored his older brother and slowly walked towards the third person.
A moment later, his name was carved on the wooden board by the waiter, and there was a small sword behind his name, representing one of his points.
When the nobles saw that the fight was over, they also raised their hands and applauded, but the sound was very thin. It was not bloody enough, not exciting enough, and it fell far short of their expectations.
Sergio didn't speak when he saw this, but just waved his hand. The iron gate opened again, and this time, tens of thousands of bloodthirsty moths came out.
The magic defense barrier opened instantly, and the bewildered prisoner stayed where he was, and was forcibly chewed into bones by these things.
The wooden board with his name engraved on it was taken off, and it was only then that the nobles showed smiles on their faces. This makes sense, only death is the most wonderful.
"Wonderful! This is the happiest day I have had in the past two months." A middle-aged earl said loudly, twirling his beard. As for those gold coins, they were just icing on the cake.
"But if that's all, it must be too monotonous." Another noble continued.
Sergio listened to the compliments or meaningful words without interrupting or defending. He had already expected that these people would not be satisfied with this.
"The most basic purpose here is to reduce the number of prisoners in the black jail. There is no extra food in the royal city to feed those useless people." Sergio said softly.
"But I personally can guarantee that future programs will be more exciting and bloody." Sergio said again. And this sentence is exactly the result that the nobles hope to get.
Now that the performance is over, the nobles have no reason to stay. They walked out of the underground arena in twos and threes, but there were still a few people sitting in their seats.
"Mr. Sergio, I wonder if you have any idea of taking the initiative to participate? My men have come from afar and have been eager to fight for a long time."
The person who spoke was a dark elf young man, and the representatives of the major foreign races behind him also nodded. Sergio was stunned for a moment when he heard this, but then he laughed.
"As long as you are not afraid that your men will be killed, you can come even if you don't want me to." Sergio said and personally sent these people out of the iron gate.