I became the master of the alien world

Chapter 144 What’s going on?

Lancelot looked at the little guy fluttering in front of him, smiled and stretched out his finger, and the firefly stopped on his fingertip very cooperatively.

"Little one, it would be great if I could be as free as you." Lancelot looked at the faint light and murmured to himself, and then blew lightly. The firefly was frightened and quickly flew away from his sight.

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Lancelot lay on the ground, looking at the stars in the sky, and he began to miss his friends from the Wizarding Academy.

More than a month has passed since the boy traveled to the continent of Sebion. He doesn't know the current situation of Lilith and Frank. Maybe they are frantically looking for their whereabouts, or maybe they have already forgotten him.

"What the hell, this is really not a life for human beings." Lancelot sighed and gently wiped away the tears that overflowed from the corners of his eyes.

The boy knew that he did not belong here. The Blackthorn Arena was filled with violence and killing. Perhaps for some special reasons, Lancelot hated death extremely. He did not want to kill anyone, nor did he want to be killed by anyone.

No matter what the price is, I must return to the continent of Cordia, to the Wizarding Academy, and to Lilith.

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The next day, underground at the Blackthorn Arena.

"Lancelot, are you ready?" Boru nodded with satisfaction as he watched Lancelot put on the tailor-made light armor.

"Teacher Bolu, why don't you come up with some innovation? I remember what you said to that unlucky guy Mokre before he walked into the arena." Lancelot spread his hands helplessly.

Bolu touched his dark bald head and smiled: "Okay, then go up and kill those cousins!"

As soon as the words fell, the two looked at each other and laughed.

"Teacher Boru, where has Mr. Harvey gone?" Lancelot was a little disappointed. He originally thought that the red-robed mage would meet him before the game.

Boru patted the boy on the shoulder and said, "Sir Harvey will be watching this fight in the audience. He is very much looking forward to your performance."

A minute later, Lancelot and Boru walked to the entrance of the Blackthorn Arena.

Lancelot wore a round iron helmet on his head without any protection on his face, because the boy believed that the mask would affect his vision.

"Lancelot, your performance this month has been very good." Boru's voice was hoarse when he said it, as if a master had seen his apprentice finally leave.

He paused and continued: "Remember, use your own advantages and use your brain to fight."

"I understand, Teacher Boru." Lancelot nodded solemnly, then turned and walked along the slope towards the Blackthorn Arena.

"Pah, pah, pah." Lancelot stepped barefoot on the rough floor, and the sound of his footsteps, along with the sound of his heartbeat, clearly reached his ears.

Soon, Lancelot arrived at the entrance of the arena. The guard at the door began to turn the thick hinges, and the iron door weighing a thousand kilograms slowly rose.

"Hiss~hu~" Lancelot took a deep breath and stepped into the arena that he had not seen for a long time.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The screams and roars of the audience kept coming to my ears. They repeated a word like a repeater filled with emotion.

【These people are really crazy】

However, when Lancelot saw the scene in front of him clearly, he immediately froze on the spot. There were at least twenty gladiators standing sparsely in the arena!

There were many familiar faces among them, and Lancelot could spot Eusebio and Hector in the crowd at a glance. The fighting power of this pair of good friends could be said to be quite terrifying.

[What the hell is going on?] The boy looked around and found that the expressions on the faces of these guys were the same as his own, and they had no idea what the situation was.

[Isn’t it one-on-one in the arena? 】

Lancelot understood the rules of the competition. The Blackthorn Arena does not allow one-on-one situations between contestants. This involves the most basic issue of fairness.

Even if the competition system is temporarily changed, it should be informed in advance. Now a large group of contestants are gathering in the arena. Isn't this a joke?

And judging from the expressions and reactions of the people around him, it was obvious that they didn't know what the situation was.

Lancelot, who looked confused, decided to find someone to ask. He held a spear in his hand and walked towards the location of Eusebio and Victor.

The other two also noticed the boy's figure and stared at Lancelot intently.

Amidst the overwhelming shouts, Lancelot walked up to the two of them and bowed to show friendship.

"You, the new kid, tell me what's going on."

Eusebio was still wearing his extremely gorgeous golden armor and holding a giant sword weighing one hundred and fifty kilograms in his hand.

The giant sword that had been carefully wiped clean revealed a cold light in the sun. God knows how many dead souls were born because of it.

The bearded Hector on the side is wearing silver light armor like Lancelot, holding a shield in his left hand and a gun in his right hand.

Lancelot walked up to the two of them with his head held high. He was no longer much shorter than Eusebio and Victor, but there was still a significant gap in size.

"I don't know what's going on. Are you here to participate in a duel too?" The boy looked at the heavily armed gladiators around him and asked in confusion.

"Nonsense." Eusebio spat on the ground, glanced at Lancelot with contempt, and said, "Master Harvey didn't tell you what's going on?"

Hector looked directly at the boy, waiting for the answer to the question.

"No, he just asked me to prepare for a duel, that's all." Lancelot said and shook his head. He found that the big guys around him also had blank faces, not knowing what the situation was now.

"Humph, I thought you lived in the Lord's Castle and had known this would happen beforehand." Eusebio suddenly lost interest and looked away from Lancelot, observing the position of everyone on the field.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" The audience still roared like thunder. They were angry because the twenty-five gladiators on the field were confused.

"Please be quiet!" A seductive female voice sounded in everyone's ears. The audience, who had been extremely excited just now, immediately fell silent. The gladiators on the field also stood up straight, as if waiting for someone to give the order.

[Who? Where did the sound come from?] Lancelot looked around with vigilance and found that the sound seemed to come from the sky.

[Wait, why does this voice sound so familiar?]

Lancelot carefully recalled the owner of this voice in his mind. He was obviously very familiar with it, but he just couldn't remember it.

However, he noticed that the gladiators around him immediately became quiet, and even the cheers from the audience on the stage were muted.

"What's going on?"

"Hush, the judge is announcing the rules, be quiet!" Hector made a silent gesture.

(End of chapter)