Infinite Sims

six years later.

Rose Arena.

In the huge oval-shaped arena, there are dozens of rows of seats in the stands. The first area at the bottom is the noble area, the second area is the rich area, the third area is the ordinary area, and there are one at a distance. Together, the VIP rooms can accommodate nearly ten thousand people at the same time.

This moment.

Most of the seats are filled with people, nobles and commoners, old people and children, men and women.

But no matter who they are, regardless of age or gender, they are all talking about the ongoing game, and all kinds of vulgar words are endless.

The center of the arena is not a performance area.

It is an illusory scene that seems to be right in front of you - the mountain peak.

Above the mountain peak is a platform that is less than ten meters long and is slowly shrinking. Judging from the clouds and mist beside it, once it falls, it will be light to smash to pieces.

There are two grotesque summoning spirits on it, they are constantly testing each other, and the winner has not been decided for a long time.

This dilatory scene made the audience in the stands more and more angry.

"This gladiatorial fight is really boring."

In one of the VIP rooms, Eric lay on a soft single sofa, took out the cigar in his mouth, and exhaled a long puff of smoke.

"What you said is that I will punish these two people later."

Ure, the middle-aged housekeeper in a tuxedo, took out a tool and carefully scraped off the ash from the cigar.

Eric was smoking his cigar again, and said casually, "No, this is just a bronze gladiatorial match for the transition. The strength is limited, but it's time to reduce the treatment of these groups of slaves, lest they be too negligent."

"My lord, you are a kind man."

Ur looked at him with a respectful look on his face.

Just then, there was a knock on the door outside.

Ur immediately came to the door, opened the door and talked to the guards outside, then closed the door and came to Eric, saying, "Master Baron, Miss Vivienne wants to see you."

Hearing this, Eric's eyelids twitched twice.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, as the platform on the mountain continued to shrink, one of the summoning spirits was sent flying and fell down the mountain.

With the switching of the screen, the summoning spirit fell for more than ten breaths, and finally fell to the ground amidst the screams, its body was instantly torn apart, and flesh and internal organs flew all over the place.

See this scene.

There was a loud cheer from all the audience, who seemed accustomed to it and expected to show up.

The scene in the center flickered twice and turned into a corner of the ruined city. With a passionate commentary, a new phantom appeared on the field.

until then.

Eric looked at the butler next to him, and asked, "I heard that my niece recently hooked up with a viscount?"

"Yes, but not the Viscount himself, but his eldest son."

Ur said this, and added: "The heir to the Viscount is playful and impatient. After pursuing Miss Vivienne several times but failed, he gave up the pursuit, and even said that he wanted to make the lady look good."

Eric shook his head: "It's still young after all, but that's fine. If she uses her body as a bargaining chip, I'm afraid I can only give up this arena."

Ur nodded and asked, "Master Baron, shall I reject her?"

"No, let her in, and if it drags on, I'm afraid someone will not be able to help but intervene."

After Eric finished speaking, he turned his attention to the gladiatorial fight at the beginning: "Yes, this is the gladiatorial fight."

In the ruins of the city, two tall summoned spirits were fighting frantically, and pieces of building debris were hammered to pieces in their hands.

No matter in terms of visual impact or viewing, it far surpassed the transitional gladiatorial match just now.

Not long after the butler withdrew, the door of the VIP room was opened again.

"Miss Vivian, the baron is inside."

Ur stopped by the door and made a gesture of invitation to the woman in front of him.

This is a tall woman with long golden curly hair at the waist level, exquisite facial features, purple pupils and bright red lips, with a sense of seductive charm.

Especially the proud bust can easily attract the attention of every male creature.

Behind her was a young maid, and two statue-like tall knights in silver light armor.

"yes?"

Vivienne who just came here from the waiting area.

Glancing at the large single sofa in the room and the smoke rising in front of the sofa, he turned his gaze to a young guard not far away.

At this time, the other party was scanning her body with unscrupulous eyes, and the sound of rapid breathing seemed to be close to her ears.

"I like your eyes."

Vivian looked at the young guard and smiled lazily.

The young guard swallowed, reluctantly looked away from her chest, and looked at her charming face: "It's my honor to be liked by Miss, my name is Tiva..."

Just as he was introducing his name, Vivienne walked into the room.

Ur closed the door, looked at Tiwa coldly, said nothing, and stood quietly waiting.

Tiwa didn't pay attention to his surroundings.

All his mind was on that wonderful figure just now, that voice lazily catching his heart like a kitten, and that charming and alluring face.

Through the conversation just now, he firmly believes that Miss Vivienne has already taken a fancy to him. As long as he takes the initiative a little more, he might be able to become Miss's guest of honor. At that time...

Just when he fell into fantasy.

Eric heard Vivienne's footsteps and said without turning his head: "My dear niece, you came just in time, do you want a cigar?"

"No, Uncle Eric, you should know what I want."

Vivienne went straight to the side sofa and sat down, looking at Eric who was constantly puffing out smoke, with a very sweet smile.

"That's a pity. These are Bren cigars worth one gold coin. Each one is made on the lap of a beautiful virgin. It's hard to buy even if you have money."

Eric didn't seem to hear her, and said to himself.

Vivian didn't plan to talk to him, and got straight to the point: "At the beginning, my father was seriously ill, and you managed the Rose Arena. After my father left, you said that I was underage and still controlled the Arena. Two years ago, I arrived The legal inheritance age of sixteen, you said that I am not capable enough, and I have to hone it for another two years."

With her hands on her chest, there was a serious smile on her beautiful face: "Then, Uncle Eric, what is your reason this time?"

"Hiss~"

A small snake with colorful scales crawled out from behind her and landed on her shoulder. Its vertical lavender pupils looked at Eric coldly, and its tongue stuck out from time to time, as if looking for an opportunity to make a move.

"Vivienne, I haven't seen each other for two years. As your uncle, I'm very sad when you talk about it when you come here."

Eric took a puff of smoke, stretched the cigar out of the sofa, and flicked the ash: "Maybe you can visit my arena first."

Vivian said: "It's my arena."

Eric spread his hands: "Isn't it all the same? We are all members of the Qiangwei family."

"You're not, you're just a proxy."

Vivienne said, and then smiled lightly: "By the way, Uncle Eric, I almost forgot to tell you one thing. An elder of the United Council seems to be coming here for inspection recently. I wonder if you can bring him Good reception?"

The United Parliament is the highest authority.

A total of thirty-seven great nobles served as the elders of the parliament, controlling almost all the military power and most of the rights.

Regardless of whether it is a commoner or an aristocrat, the United Council has set strict rules and regulations.

A cold light flashed in Eric's eyes.

Taking advantage of loopholes like myself to take over an arena that doesn't belong to me is already on the verge of breaking the law, just to see if anyone above meddles.

That elder might not support Vivian.

But I am afraid that I will not have a good impression of this kind of behavior.

Although I have someone on top, but the other party may not offend an elder for me, the only way is to delay time and find a chance to legally inherit the property of the Qiangwei family! Or just kill her!

Soon, Eric said with a smile: "My dear niece, this is your arena, so naturally you should receive it, but..."

He changed his voice and said again: "Considering that you are not familiar with the affairs of the arena, I will give you some authority first, and finally the entire Rose arena."

"A part of authority?"

Vivian repeated.

Eric nodded: "Yes, specifically..."

After a few minutes.

"There is something I want to remind Uncle."

Vivienne stood up, covered her nose lightly, and shook her head: "The Bren cigars are not made on the thighs of virgins. The real makers are a group of men. This information comes from the city newspaper this morning."

"It's really young to think that this will make me angry."

After she went out, Eric picked up the cigar and was about to put it in his mouth, but stopped in the middle of the movement.

Then he threw the cigar directly on the ground, stretched out his foot and crushed it.

outside the door.

Just as Vivienne took the maid and the knight a few steps away, she heard the voice of the young guard Tiwa just now.

"Miss Vivian, I haven't introduced myself to you yet."

Teeva's eyes flicked over her hips, only to feel aroused.

Vivienne turned around and slightly bent her knees to apologize: "I'm sorry, I actually forgot you. As a lady, this is something that shouldn't be done."

Tiwa looked at her seductive curves, and swallowed hard: "It's okay, I..."

But the next moment.

He heard the words from Vivienne's mouth that made his hair stand on end: "I will take your eyes away."

puff!

One of the silver-armored knights flashed up to Tiwa, immediately gouged out his eyes, and held him in front of Vivienne.

Tiva covered his bloody eye sockets, screamed and fell to the ground.

"Sorry, I suddenly don't want it anymore."

Vivienne looked at the two eyes, turned and left.

The maid and the two knights followed closely behind, leaving Tiva writhing in pain and two bloody eyes.

Under the signal of the butler Ur.

The dozen or so guards around didn't do anything, and let Vivienne and the others leave.

Ur looked at Tiva who was screaming, and sneered in his heart: "Things without eyesight, even if Miss Vivienne and Lord Eric are at odds, it is not something you, a commoner, can offend."

Even if Vivian's people didn't do anything, he would make people do it afterwards.

This is related to the glory of the nobles, no noble can tolerate it, and they don't know how such a stupid person became the baron's guard.

A carriage leaves the arena.

Next to him were two silver armored knights riding tall horses.

"Miss, what does that big villain say?"

Inside the carriage, the maid Sylvia, who looked only eleven or twelve years old, waved her little fist angrily.

Vivienne looked at her cute movements and said with a smile: "A slave living area, and all the slaves living in it and their gladiatorial authority."

"How can it be like this, the Qiangwei arena belongs to the lady, that big villain!!!"

Sylvia threw a punch angrily.

As a result, she accidentally hit the hardwood next to her, and the pain immediately brought tears to her eyes.

Seeing this scene, Vivian couldn't help but shook her head with a smile.

Immediately, a heavy look appeared in her eyes, she knew that Silvia did this on purpose to make herself happy.

"That group of greedy and dirty trash!"

Recalling the experience of asking for help in the past few years, Vivienne couldn't help but sneer in her heart.

As the legal successor of the Qiangwei family, in fact, as long as some nobles are willing to step forward, she can easily take back the Qiangwei Arena.

But those nobles who used to have a good relationship with their father immediately turned their faces after his father died.

To get their help, not only do you have to give up most of the family property, but some people even have their eyes on you, wishing to gain both money and man.