Vol 2 Chapter 2: Tekken Arena

This chapter is a little bit less, and everyone takes more. The papers will be revised in the past few days. The rented house has been installed with electrical handling furniture. Within ten days, it has been almost installed. Naturally, there is no shortage, but everything is based on quality.
When I re-read these chapters, I always feel that it is not very good. I have to take some time to change some typos. The plot will not move anymore, just because I am busy with the paper and some places are unsatisfactory. I hope that this book will not leave regrets. Consider the recent bad state.
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Della looked at the father who knew her identity but remained vigilant, sighed slightly, and finally reached out and took out two quaint badges, which were placed in front of the Byzantine Duke.
A brass-colored triangle badge, but lacks a corner, the pin has a little rust.
A full body is like a ruby, a complete icosahedron, twelve vertices and 30 edges are completely symmetrical, and there is no half point deviation.
After seeing these two badges, Duke Windsor's face changed slightly-he knew exactly when this thing existed and in which institution.
The ancient Siga empire, the predecessor of Byzantium, encompasses the sacred Gabriel Empire and the entire Byzantine region and even wider areas. The earliest religion is mainly to admire the gods, and the mastery of magical elements is called an important step for humans to move toward gods- Although this step was unusually high, it gave mortals hope, so institutions of magic research sprung up on the continent, the most famous of which was the ancient Sicca Empire Royal Academy of Magic, known as the "Ladder". The red badge of the icosahedron is the proof of the members of the "Ladder". The badges are all polyhedrons. The more complicated the badge is, the higher the level and identity. The icosahedron is the limit, enough to prove how terrible Della’s identity is.
Another emblem is more familiar-the "golden compass" council emblem five years ago.
As the supreme council of magicians, there will be a general ceremony every 100 years to replace some members, and this emblem now has nothing more to explain, directly proving the identity of Della in front of her.
"Please forgive my rudeness."
The Duke sighed inwardly, and finally realized what a terrible mentor Murphy had.
It's just that the old housekeeper Pafa brought another incredible news when the Duke just wanted to say something-Aquinas, the sixth giant of the original referee, came to visit in person!
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The Holy Gabriel Empire, the city of Hera.
Jungle life taught Murphy how to avoid starvation by himself when facing a strange environment, but did not teach him how to escape into the dragon's cave safely and the dragon eggs.
Ashcandi was imprisoned by the heretical ruling. Murphy understood that there are now two biggest enemies, one is the heretic ruling and the other is time-in the shortest time to understand the situation of Ashkandi, in the shortest Time gets stronger, go rescue her!
It sounds like a fantasy, but there is no other way-because Ashcandy's death may well mean Murphy's death.
Murphy calculated the silver coins on his body. After eating black bread for a few days, he gradually understood some of the "laws" of his city-the influence of religion here is not ordinary, but Murphy Si was surprised that the territory here seemed to be rarely restricted by the emperor-all the rules were established by the lords, and there was no unified law of the state. The protection of the nobility was more inclined than Byzantium, even if the nobility was If you kill someone, you can go back to live a happy life by ransom, but civilians have to bear various taxes and military service.
Yes, military service is mandatory in the city of Hera.
Murphy, who understood these rules, understood that he should act with caution. In the past few days, many young people have been taken away by the so-called "inspector team" to serve. It seems that a new round of large-scale conscription is due to Ash The Kandi incident is unfolding. Although the army can guarantee food, Murphy is not interested in being a small in the hostile country as an heir to the Windsor family.
In fact, the only thing about making money, burning and looting is the fastest, but it has a conscience and endless troubles. Although Murphy has not learned how to fight against the terrible department such as the referee, he also learned how to win one from Tang Jidi. A war.
Patience, this is the first, followed by the vision of the eagle, that is, a strategic view of the situation and trends, and then the strength, including all kinds of soldiers, and finally the logistics, to ensure that they will not fall On the most basic economic issues.
In the past, when listening to this, Murphy always felt that it was an unusually distant thing, but he did not expect that the 16-year-old would fight a "giant" war against the state machine alone.
No matter how ridiculous this is, he has no way out.
He is racing against time, against death.
On the evening of the fourth day of Hera, Murphy, who was exploring the last area of ​​Hera, seemed to have finally found a way to get gold coins as soon as possible.
Standing at the entrance of a slightly dirty street, a huge wooden sign suddenly appeared in the field of vision, with the words "Iron Fist Arena" written on it, and the following written: "Please do not enter"
The so-called arena is not a public place like Byzantine tall enough to seat tens of thousands of people, but it is a deep alley leading to the ground and guarded.
And not far away, there is a clean site that is different from the dirty surroundings. The bright carriages and deliberately removed family emblems indicate that this seems to be an underground for venting the nobles and quirks of the nobles. place.
Next to it is a bustling dirty market-the slave market.
In Byzantium, the slave market was almost extinct. Edward I launched a movement against slaves because the blood of slaves flowed on the former emperor, but in the sacred Gabriel, the slaves passed down from the ancient Sycamore Empire. Habits seem to be intensifying now.
As a homeless man without "identity", Murphy was unable to pick up "goods" like a noble junior who came to choose female slaves with a butler and was eligible to go directly into the high-end consumer area of ​​the slave market. All he could see was a group of The group of the cheapest male coolies tied together by iron chains, and occasionally a gorgeously dressed lady walked past the delicate little fan, all staring at the lower body of the exposed slave in search of the target The third-legged guy bought it and went back to satisfy his lonely body all year round.
Here, not only is the street dirty, but also the smell of rotting mind.
Although Murphy was compassionate, he could not take these into consideration. What he has to do now is to find the most suitable "eyes", "fists" and gold coins in the shortest time. There are no doubt that gold coins have the first two. Tao, the slave market and the arena are naturally not as simple as being neighbors, and finally Murphy confirmed his idea at the center of the slave market-strong slaves were bought in batches here by the buyers of the arena, And directly pulled to the backstage of the arena not far away, including soldiers and mercenaries from other countries, and even the legendary barbarians and black people who can't be named.
In addition to the slaves captured and for sale, there are also various professionals with free status.
They spend silver coins for a gamble.
In other words, gamble.
The rules are clearly written on the board next to it. It takes only 13 silver coins to participate in the most ordinary and lowest-level killing competition. If you survive and win, you are eligible to enter the next round of competition. You have to force five rounds. If you are still alive, you will be able to win the gold coins that make the other people jealous and you can choose to continue the fight or to slap and walk away. The up and down are basically not good at playing other things, and this risky and rewarding activity is as tailor-made for him-for a whole day, Murphy calculated the corpse lifted out of the back door of the arena and pulled in. The proportion of slaves is about X, and the most powerful slaves are about X, with a mortality rate of about 90%. However, most of the V class guys have walked out of the arena alive and earned a lot of money.
It's just that such a person is rare compared to the entire army of "cannon fodder".
Taking out only a dozen or so Gabriel Empire's Naz silver coins, Murphy handed it to the registration desk administrator sitting at the wooden table. The taste of the slave market will never smell good, so don't leave here What kind of good looks I want to see-a guy who always looks like someone else owes money to raise his eyelids, sweeps the undersized Murphys, sneers, reaches for a sign from the table and throws it at him, There is not even unnecessary nonsense.
That brand means the qualification to enter the arena.
Although the gold coin was stained with blood, Murphy understood that he wanted to get the most money in the shortest period of time, and he could only fight like this-although he was thrown into the lowest-level melee group at the moment, he was still The silent step followed a large group of people who signed up or were forced into the dark, damp, and smelly channel.
In a world where risks and opportunities coexist, if you want to do things in a sky-high attitude, you can never follow the steps.
The slightly thin figure, the hood pulled up, at this time Murphy was inconspicuous in the team of dozens of people.
The pace was calm, he lifted his cheek slightly, watching the sunlight above his head disappear at the entrance of Yongdao, and a gradual mature face gradually gained more and more determination.