Master SSS-Class Magic Swordsman

Sold 001.

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This is the underground city of Dreamland.

In fact, it is a gigantic underground gambling facility with a single extraterritorial jurisdiction.

Horses are gambling, and in reality, they are not limited to gambling. It was a place where much more illegality was being practiced than that.

Big and small, illegal gambling places where lives come and go are the default.

Brothels and slave markets are rampant, and even forbidden drugs and monsters are traded.

Of course, the existence of this place is unofficial.

Those who lead ordinary lives are unaware of the existence of this underground city.

As such, if the existence of this underground city is revealed publicly, it will be hard for people to believe.

Even more so, as the state tolerates places that deviate from these human races.

In this Dreamland, there are arenas all over the city.

As all kinds of unethical crimes are taking place, the arena of slaughter is the basis of Dreamland. Beyond that, it was the main business of Dreamland.

Among them, the deepest arena was a place where only VIPs from all over the world were allowed to enter.

At the same time, it was a place full of slaughter than any other arena in Dreamland.

Currently, all the seats in the deepest VIP arena are full of tables.

Great prosperity, it must be said that it is full.

Soon there will be a slaughter battle over the arena.

Fighting in the arena is usually divided into three parts.

‘The fight of those who have fallen into slavery.’

‘Fight of vicious monsters.’

‘Or a hunt-and-hundred fight between the two of them.’

Also, it is not only slaves who climb into the arena of the deepest part of this place, but vicious criminals.

It was not a simple monster, but a golden beast that killed dozens of hundreds of people.

A land of monsters that should never be dealt with.

Sometimes, even the form of a victory did not appear at all. It is also significant when only unilateral slaughter is produced.

So, anyone who has heard this far will ask:

(“Who wants such a risky gamble?”)

But this is a very stupid question.

Of course, all over the world is looking for it.

The movement of astronomical money proves that.

Demand creates supply.

And all the VIPs who came here are holding the demand for a stronger stimulus.”

These high-ranking people, overflowing with money and time, are always craving entertainment.

The stage seen by the VIPs is protected by a strong iron barricade.

A stage where death scatters at any moment.

You can enjoy it leisurely in an extremely safe space.

👌👌👌👌

The iron gate door on one side of the deepest arena opened.

A shadow like a giant human appears.

On stage, there are screams and a monster wielding a giant axe.

It was a monster called ‘Minotaur’ with the head of a mad bull.

"Look at that monster's solid body!"

“I must have eaten some already!”

“Heh heh, those eyes full of brilliance……!”

“It’s sure to be a sea of ​​blood today too, this one!”

Monsters, beasts- The danger attached to extraneous monsters that exist beyond that.

A monster called the Minotaur was basically a beast that crossed rank B.

Moreover, this minotaur has already slaughtered numerous monsters and humans for several weeks.

The dead corpse was devoured by chewing bones.

In other words, it has undergone significant growth.

Currently, the rank of this Minotaur will be comparable to A.

The moment they appeared in the city center and ran wild, dozens of people would immediately die in the ranks.

As I said, this is an arena and a stage of slaughter.

Sooner or later, the Minotaur's opponent will come up on stage.

Cheek-ra--------------

The iron grate on the other side was open.

The nose of the minotaur, who hopped, looking for the next slaughtering partner, noticed it.

...but, the shadow that was revealed was really small.

The one who appeared to fight the Minotaur was a boy with a small body and a helmet.

He was a poor boy with a full-faced gray helmet that completely covered his face.

“Kururu lu lu lar la la la!!!”

At the boy who appeared in front of him, the Minotaur spread his cry.

Even though it was a monster, it was a cry that was close to a sneer.

It wasn't just the Minotaur who had the scorn.

“What is that little boy?”

“Did you survive today? There are too few people for that. There's only one, right?"

“Bare hands on a single helmet? Are you saying that that one is also a military commander?”

“Shish. It doesn't matter how long you run away from this..."

The spectators of the arena also harbor laughter.

There is also a sport called “survival” where dozens of slaves come up and are chased by a killer. However, the event was not included in the schedule announced to VIPs today.

This Minotaur is a monster capable of tearing apart dozens of people at any moment.

On the Minotaur side of a little boy like that, even the flesh to tear would feel tantalizing.

Just as they reacted to the first laugh a little later, the other VIPs continued to laugh at it too.

But in fact, the belated sneer had a slightly different purpose.

The real intent of the ridicule was to ridicule the 'heard ridicule'.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!!

The iron bars on both sides are completely closed.

A slaughterhouse with no escape to escape is complete.

From now on, the stage will never open unless one of them dies.

Only the victors can escape and they are pushed back in a never-ending slaughter.

The loser simply goes out together as a corpse or the victor's nourishment.

With a click, the chains that bound both legs were loosened.

“Knuwuoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!”

The Minotaur wields his ax and raises a roar.

The bloody smell that never goes away spreads even to the audience.

It's like the battle has already begun.

The minotaur prepares a mad dash with drooling saliva.

Breathing out a hoarse, harsh breath, he contemplated how to kill the helmeted boy.

He spurs the ground with his hooves again and again, expecting soft flesh to be devoured from now on.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!!

The charge of the Minotaur began.

The sharp minotaur horns come crashing down with an axe.

The horns are bigger than the body of a helmeted boy. The moment you pierce it, it's over

Human bones will be turned into flour, and flesh will turn into simple pieces of meat.

“““Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!””

“““Waaaaaaaaaaaa-!!!””

Cheers echoed along with the minotaur's charge.

Whoa oh oh oh oh oh!!!

The minotaur's horns pierced the helmeted boy and crashed into the iron grate wall.

It had the momentum to break down several layers of walls.

Even though a strong barrier has been put in place to ensure safety, those who see it in front must have been horrified by the instantaneous fear. I whistle right away pretending nothing is wrong.

Even such a safe fear is one of the ways to enjoy the arena here.

But it was not long after.

The spectators who laughed when the helmet boy first appeared, realized something strange.

Not a single piece of the boy's meat was thrown in the arena.

There was no fountain of blood.

Helmets don't fly.

Was it right to get hit by horns in the first place?

“……!!!”

“Ahh!!”

"surely!!"

Only then do they understand the intent of the ridicule that followed.

Kwaga-ga-ga-gak....!! It's giggling....!!!

The helmet boy was holding the minotaur's horns with both hands as it was, and was holding on with it.

"Nonsense!!"

“That little kid!?”

“You say you have withstood the power of the Minotaur?!”

confusion. Then, a sense of intimidation transmitted back to the audience.

Perhaps it was a manipulation by the organizers to add thrills to the arena.

However, if you see the sincere displeasure of the Minotaur, you will immediately deny that thought.

woo d d d duk . . . . .

Thumbs up-!!

Let's go, let's go, let's go!!!

The minotaur's horn is broken.

One side of the horn, stained with blood and flesh, explodes like a piece of stone.

“““What---?!”””

“Nukuoooaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!”

The minotaur screamed.

The Minotaur staggers in the grip of the helmeted boy with unimaginable power.

Even the audience who saw the boy for the first time could not even sound astonished.

The little boy threw the minotaur's horns left on his hand like garbage.

A monster that lost one horn in an instant is struggling to balance.

Then, he showed hostility and madness that there would be no more to the existence in front of him.

"Koooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!

The blood-stained ax is swung as a blunt weapon that simply strikes the enemy.

But-

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Quad doddeuk!!!

This time, the fist raised by the helmet boy smashed the axe.

The weapon that had taken dozens of lives turned into a lump of scrap metal in an instant.

“-------”

The boy took a deep breath of his.

“Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh----!!!”

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!!

Quajijijik-!!!! . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

An ear-piercing roar echoed beyond the full-faced helmet.

Now it was a huge living that couldn't tell who the real monster was.

The boy ran to the Minotaur at once.

woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much!!

Immediately, the boy's fist pierced the Minotaur's face.

The minotaur's nose bridge was crushed relentlessly like an ax that had just been shattered.

subsequent blows.

Headbutts with fists, legs, and even helmets.

If you could become a beast just like a boy, would it be like this?

Truly a reversal of the food chain.

Those who come here often must have known everything from the beginning.

The Minotaur on stage is not a slayer.

The slaughter of the Minotaur so far was nothing more than a 'supper' before the end.

“Oh oh oh, this is it!”

“After all, it’s as powerful as expected!”

“Monsters that even professional hunters can’t easily touch, even like this!!”

simple prey.

The Minotaur is nothing more than a tragic sacrifice that is doomed to death by a boy.

Boo woo woo woo woohoo-!!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah

Finally, the boy's hand pierced the Minotaur's neck.

Blood dripped down the minotaur's blood-soaked neck, like juice.

There would be nothing more to see than this.

The unilateral slaughter was over.

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“Is that the boy, Gareth?”

“Yeah, is it like I said?”

After the match, one side of the audience.

Two men, seated secretly, are looking at the stadium.

A young blonde man and a middle-aged man with silver hair and a beard.

One of the country's ten nobles, 'Gareth Allite Phoenix', the head of 'Phoenix'.

And he was 'Alberto Cheros' who served him and acted as his right hand.

Alberto brushed his finely manicured beard.

Only the remains of the Minotaur remain in the arena.

He must be a boy about ten years old now.

But the power did not belong to the child.

It is also true that his strength is exceptional. But before that, he had been activated beyond the standard from his magical powers.

“I’ve seen it all along, and it’s not really a joke. And today, you have surpassed my standards.”

Alberto asks Gareth, just in case.

“Are you going to do what you said?”

“Alberto. When did you see me change words?”

Alberto recalls his memories for a moment.

“It changes a lot.”

“……Ummm.”

This man's change of words was a frequent occurrence.

Of course that's the whim Gareth shows in trifles.

At least in the important decisions, this man named Gareth does not overturn.

Gareth hides his embarrassment and smiles.

“I will do what I planned. My judgment for a year is telling me that it is the right answer.”

“I'm not sure I can even control it. Not an ordinary boy.”

“If you are Alberto. And if it were me, I would be able to control it enough.”

Guaranteed to mention even the power of ‘own’.

That being said, trying to convince me more than this won't work.

Alberto sighed in pain.

“I am sure he will lead the growth of our daughters.”

Gareth smiled confidently in a luxurious audience seat that smelled of blood.

Gareth raised his hand.

It was to call the Dreamland agent who was accompanying them.

“Let me buy that boy. I will prepare you.”(Read more @ hotmtlnovel.xyz)

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the back of the stadium.

If you keep walking along the maze-like road, you will soon find a place where slaves gather.

Not a great place. It is a prison made of iron bars as a place where horses gather.

This helmeted boy was still in a slightly better place among them.

Yes, it is the difference between living with a group or living alone.

The lights that were hung up for a while dimly illuminate the toes.

Not a friendly light. In order not to fall, you need to take care of yourself.

The helmeted boy, who had just finished fighting, walked down the hallway, dripping his blood.

His blood is not his own, but that of the Minotaur.

At the site of the slaughter, the helmeted boy suffered no scratches.

Behind the helmet are two agents from Dreamland.

Each one of them is an S-rank wizard.

If he had been outside, he would have been able to make a name for himself as a professional hunter.

No matter how much a boy defeats the Minotaur, he cannot break through on his own.

I don't know what it would be like if you were determined and fought a deadly fight.

However, Dreamland was a place with countless Minotaur-class monsters.

There are, of course, more powerful beasts, as well as many other heinous death row inmates.

In other words, devices to subdue fugitives are located throughout Dreamland.

Even if you run away alone, your limits will be revealed.

Thanks to this, the helmeted boy had given up his escape on the old evening.

He has no reason to leave.

He walks down the hallway, relying on the dim light.

The footsteps of the two agents exactly overlapped behind the boy.

Now after 30 steps, turn right at the fork in the road.

That is the direction that leads to the place where the boy lives.

Always the same pattern.

You can do it even with your eyes closed.

Upon arrival, the boy said under his helmet to wipe off this filthy blood.

Tub Tuk Tuk Tuk-

.........

....the agents stopped walking.

oddity.

This has never happened before.

"what?"

“-That’s it, Udeu Galea.”

“I just got the news.”

"........What?"

What the hell was going on, Helmed Boy-Wood held his breath and rolled his head.

But before Wood could organize his thoughts.

poop!!

“Ugh……?!”

A strong shock with a defenseless back neck.

One of the agents lowered the blade.

mind is broken

His eyes are blurred.

“Udeu Galea. As of today, you are sold in Dreamland.”

“Dreamland has decided to hand you over to one of the ten noble families, the Phoenix.”

""Congratulations. As of today, you are a slave to a new place.”

Those were the last words Udeu Galea heard in this noisy passage.

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