Genshin Impact: Start by establishing the Kingdom of Winter

The civet cat, known as No. 43, was very flexible. She swung the spear in her hand into a red shadow that filled the sky and stabbed the dog beast.

Puff!

In just a moment, the dog had several more wounds on its body. Blood flowed down its body, but it aroused its ferocity.

"Beautiful! No. 43 gave the dog beast a warning at the beginning, but unfortunately this level of wounds will only make it more ferocious!"

As soon as the host finished speaking, he heard its majestic voice:

"Roar--"

The pain made the dog beast roar, and its huge forelimbs with sharp claws like blades pounced on No. 43.

No. 43, who was well prepared, blocked the powerful blow with her spear, but her petite body kept retreating.

After more than ten steps, she finally got rid of the brute force, but it was still not easy.

The monster in front of her had rough skin and flesh, and the spear in her hand could not penetrate the opponent's body at all.

The previous blow almost broke the spear in her hand.

While No. 43 was thinking, the barbarian beast opened its mouth and bit at her with a fishy smell. The rows of sharp teeth looked numbing, and there was still some meat in its mouth that had not been cleaned.

"The Pug ate a slave an hour ago. Such a huge body is definitely not enough for it to eat. The hunger still makes it want to swallow No. 43 immediately."

"What kind of counterattack will No. 43 make, or is her life over?"

No. 43 did not dodge or evade, raised the spear, aimed at the bloody mouth of the Pug beast, and stabbed straight at it.

"He didn't dodge, but directly confronted the Pug beast head-on!"

"What a beautiful blow, it makes my blood boil!"

The spear pierced into the mouth of the beast, and blood gushed out of the mouth. No matter how powerful the Pug beast was, it could not defend against this suicidal fighting method.

"Roar--"

The tip of the spear pierced through its entire head from the throat, and then the spear continued to stir with the power of No. 43, and the wildness of the Pug beast was aroused again. Before dying, it slapped No. 43 with a claw.

"Ahhhh——"

No. 43 screamed painfully, and finally couldn't hold on. He instinctively left the range of the dog beast and fell to the ground.

"I... am free..."

She murmured to herself. For freedom, she risked her life.

Even though she was covered in wounds, her eyes were filled with infinite hope at this moment, which was the hope of regaining freedom.

"Incredible! It's really incredible. I didn't expect No. 43 to win the duel of "The Road to Freedom". Let's congratulate her, congratulate No. 43, for officially leaving slavery and becoming a free man!"

The host's voice echoed in the arena.

At the same time, there were countless curses, happy and excited voices.

"Win! Hahahaha, I finally didn't misjudge you!"

"No. 43, you really didn't let me down, hahaha."

"Fuck, I lost!"

"What the hell is this dog beast, fuck that shit!"

"Fuck, my poker is over!"

At this time, several staff members came to the arena and carried the dead dog beast and the seriously injured No. 43 out.

Then the staff took a bucket and poured it on the ground, cleaning the blood stains at a very fast speed.

"Miss Rosa, the slave auction will start soon, can you see if there is anything you need to buy?"

"In addition to this bloody duel, there is also a slave auction here?" Rosalia looked at the arena unexpectedly, thinking that this place was just a place for duels.

Unexpectedly, there is also a slave trade business.

"Well... Hehe, all the guests who win here will want to vent, and we just meet the wishes of our customers."

Kerr understands the hearts of these gamblers. They want to vent when they win money. At this time, they are still extremely excited, and they are not vague when they make bids.

"It is said that there is a top-notch one today. Not to mention us men, even women will be moved when they see it." Kerr showed a lewd smile on his face.

Rosalia really wanted to take out the duel gun and stab this thing to death at this moment.

If there was no matter to confirm, she would have made a big fuss here.

"Hey, where are you going? It's about to start." Kerr saw her stand up and asked hurriedly

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"Bathroom."

Seeing Rosaria leave, Kerr quietly followed behind her. There are only two passages to leave here, one is the one she just entered, and the other is the staff passage here.

After seeing Rosaria enter the bathroom, Kerr found the staff squatting nearby.

"Did you see the woman I brought in?"

"I just came to Dranok today. I saw her get off the train with my own eyes. If I can't squeeze out the oil and water later, I will sell it to you."

"This woman looks sick, but her figure and appearance are both top-notch, and there are many people who like this."

Kerr smoked a cigarette and sold Rosaria in a blink of an eye, and negotiated the price.

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In the bathroom, Rosaria's eyes burst with murderous intent. After looking around and seeing no one, she froze the door of the bathroom and immediately entered the ventilation duct.

As soon as she entered the arena, she kept observing the situation in the room here.

According to her calculations, this place is very close to the staff passage, but she arrived above the staff lounge in a short while.

No. 43, who won the duel just now, is among them, which is what Rosalia wants to confirm.

At this time, No. 43 was bandaged all over. After the wound was treated, her body staggered and swayed, and she roared at the staff with an extremely angry expression on her face:

"How can it be so expensive! Are you lying to me!"

"I didn't lie to you. In order to treat your serious injuries, we used the best medicine. You see, you were seriously injured just now, but now you are alive and kicking."

The staff said helplessly: "I have given you the bill. You must pay these medical expenses before we can help you remove the slave circle and let you leave."

"But where do I have so much money to pay!"

"Then it's none of my business. If you don't have money, you can sell yourself."

"I'm already a free man, how can I sell myself!" No. 43 roared: "I came here to fight in the life and death arena just to avoid being sold!"

"What you do is your business, I won't interfere."

After a moment of silence, No. 43 spoke again: "Then I will continue to go to the arena..."

"No, you are no longer a slave."

"You are lying to me!"

There was a hint of crying in No. 43's voice. Even after ten life and death duels, he was never as desperate as he is now.

"Miss No. 43, you are so beautiful. You can get freedom just by lying down. Why don't you do it?"

The staff said puzzledly: "I have personally seen slaves become nobles in this way."

"Go away, I don't want this kind of freedom!"

Tears kept flashing on No. 43's face: "I understand now, you don't want me to leave this place at all!"

"The so-called selling of body is just a trap for you to continue to deceive me!"

"In the end, you still want me to continue to be a slave and let me use the name No. 43 forever. This is what you plan to do!"

The staff did not speak, perhaps acquiescing, or perhaps unwilling to admit it.

"Kill me."

No. 43's eyes became extremely empty, and despair made her have no nostalgia for this world.