"This potion is really effective...but the taste is so bad that it is really undescribable."

Komaco stood up, picked up the sword and shield again, and carefully closed the mechanical arm crossbow that Langdon had thrown to the ground.

The scene just now, let alone Chen Yaogang, even if he was in the Knights Templars to perform a mission... Such a battle judgment that made all kinds of misfortunes would not only be scolded by the captain of the Knights, but also could put his own protection object in huge danger.

In that case, even if no tragedy occurs, Komake must write a review and confession, and give reasonable explanations and explanations to his comrades who have worked hard.

"It was really embarrassing just now. Fortunately, no one saw it except Langdon. My virtue is indeed no different from the clown in the circus."

"Oh, why have I been deceived by divine prayer? I am actually a stupid and unknowing person. No one is around me and I almost lost my life... It's so bad. If a trash like me dies here, I'm afraid no one will sympathize with me."

"The weak both body and mind are not qualified to go to the battlefield. Langdon should have discovered this and planned to take the opportunity to kill me? After all, I was wrong in chasing him, but I ended up sending us to the Vaya Empire. If Chen and Langdon weren't kind enough to lead me all the way, I might have died there long ago..."

Komaco touched the part that was pierced by a pitchfork. Although the internal organs were slightly sucked, the deadly wound healed quickly.

"I must eliminate the cowardly and timid self. If I can't even do this level, I will have no shame to meet others!"

Three farmers were killed by crossbow arrows, and the deformed multi-headed giant dog roared in the depths of the gate. Komako set up a sword and shield and accepted the battle with all his attention.

Langdon in the shadow suddenly breathed a sigh of relief: "This idiot finally woke up. If he didn't succeed, I would not be able to complete the next task alone. While he was performing hard in the arena and attracting everyone's attention, I had to find out the nobles who were in a mad manner..."

It was impossible to use Langdon's sneaking skills to travel freely in the oval arena. But when others were not paying attention, he could use the dark environment covered by gray mist to quietly mingle into the audience, using the stenched eggs and rotten vegetable leaves to hide his breath.

"Success!" While the monsters were cheering, Langdon also raised his hands and started to make noises. Before he knew it, he successfully entered the corridor between the audience.

A gust of cold wind passed by near the stone statue, and the eyelids of the stone statue guarded on both sides of the passage immediately fell off and shattered, and a pair of dark blue demon eyes scanned the entire passage.

Langdon immediately held his breath and hid a historical monument that would never turn into a stone monster: "If Chen's analysis is correct, when the Chaos Meteor erupted, the nobles in Fair London were holding a fighting competition, and on the surface they had to try to kill Soragang... In fact, the group of nobles who formulated the whole set of rules of the game were the key to the nightmare!"

"Sora Gang only influenced the reckless people who came here, as well as the common people who had dreams but could not find a way to rise. However, the nobles of Fair London promoted the development of fighting skills and became the mastermind behind local customs. As long as they did not recognize Sora Gang's status, Sora Gang would no longer be the king of fighting skills!"

"Fair London's healing medicine and first aid medicine have always sold the best. The rapid development of fighting skills culture has made most nobles who are eager to get honor but dare not play in person have joined this bloody game bet!"

"Many nobles will spend money on slave gladiators, just like they buy hounds and falcons to show their identity. There will be a market if there is demand. The greater the demand, the larger the market. The people in Fair London are simply suffering from it!"

"I'm afraid that after the Chaos Meteor fell, they still insisted on holding a fighting competition, which led to all situations being completely out of control, right?"

The stone monsters did not find any targets and returned to their original positions. A stream of venomous mud walked along their legs and heads, causing them to fall asleep again.

Langdon had determined the mechanism and structure inside the passage. He carefully avoided every dangerous stone slab and constantly tested the maximum perceived distance of the stone statue.

Then, he transformed into a wind dancer in the shadows and quietly slipped into the behind-the-scenes area of ​​the arena.

...

The cartographer is right, Fair London has become a giant arena with one link.

Even if you win a game successfully, you will not be able to win or leave without breaking through the bottom.

The audience and spectators were trapped in the arena and were assimilated into monsters over time. Although the large group of monsters in the audience once scared Komako, it didn't take long before he discovered that those monsters would only make noises, and only a few monsters were the real leaders.

The devil's dull laughter came from the platform: "Ah haha! This embarrassing knight actually won a battle and cut off my beloved Hell Hound, but it doesn't matter. The reserves in the beast bar are... Challenger, you can enter the next round of fighting arena to continue fighting!"

Komako waved his sword and walked into the next round arena without saying a word.

"It's the Centaur and the Bull Monster. From the outside, they were originally cavalry and farmers transformed by demons. As long as I treat them carefully, I can continue to win!"

When Komako saw the centaur's shooting tactics, he immediately shrank to the corner, holding up his shield for a moment to find a flaw that could counterattack.

Langdon slipped into the arena, and the monsters in the beast clan were still sleeping soundly. He did as Chen Yaogang said and sprinkled a large amount of strong laxatives into the trough and sink.

"Do not do it, although these beasts look terrible, they are essentially corrupted and transformed from captive animals! According to Chen, those beast trainers sometimes feed some stimulants and use crazy beasts to remove disobedient slaves. They should not have doubts about the medicine I put in..."

Langdon discovered that the monsters began to pick up dried meat granules in boredom, and immediately slipped into the shadow.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with you? It's not your turn to play, why are you quarreling?"

A sheep-headed monster waved his whip and patrolled by, and Langdon continued to sneak through the shadows.

"Sure enough, there is a fork exit inside the arena! As long as Komaco shows enough threat, the monsters will force him to death. If Komaco is as weak as those farmers, they can win those fake matches where the enemies are completely free, and then be kept in captivity and slowly transform..."
Chapter completed!