My Magic Age

"Jia, do you want to have a couple of drinks to celebrate?" Benjamin said to me excitedly, holding my shoulders, "If you want to be a real El, you have to drink."

Perhaps because he won money, Benjamin was in a very good mood, his eyes became very bright, he used his hands to tidy up his messy hair, looking very proud.

Half an hour ago, when Hansenlton died unexpectedly in the arena, he was a little surprised and in a bad mood. No one would have thought that a shield warrior would be defeated by an assassin.

At that time, seeing the mummy assassin stand up silently from behind Hansenlton and pierce his back with a sword, Benjamin jumped up and cursed the mummy assassin fiercely with a northern slang "Really! ’

But the friend next to him laughed and said to Benjamin: "You didn't lose money, did you? Where did you get angry?"

"I lost face in front of my new friend, that's why I'm upset. I've always been optimistic about him. I just recommended this Hansenlton to Ji Jia for less than three minutes, and he was killed by an unknown assassin. When did the assassins in the arena become so powerful?" Benjamin blushed and said what he thought.

Now Benjamin, who has won the money, is in high spirits. He is very handsome, wearing a gorgeous dress, and the exquisite long sword on his waist makes him look even more heroic.

But I am a little embarrassed about Benjamin's proposal to drink.

It's okay to drink less at ordinary times, but not now. Since I met Hamasaki, I have a new plan. Revenge may be just a kind of psychological comfort for me, but for Hamasaki now, it is also a kind of relief. I still want to see Hamasaki buried in the grave of the fighting field with my own eyes. I don't want to wait any longer, and I can't wait any longer.

Maybe I can't walk into the iron cage and kill her in person, but I have my own way.

I have a very strong desire in my heart, but Hamasaki was already a level 7 weapon warrior five years ago, at least there is still a gap of 13 levels from me now. Even though I am a magic apprentice, when facing her, I still have a feeling of an ant shaking an elephant.

I thought so in my heart, and pointed to Hamasaki who walked into the iron cage silently with a big iron spear, and said to Benjamin: "I want to bet again, maybe you can go and buy it back first, I don't think this fight will take too long."

"Wow, 'Black Thorn' is on the stage? She is full of thorns. Maybe old man Claude is short of money again, so he let her go on the stage to make another fortune!" Benjamin raised his eyebrows and said softly.

I was shocked in my heart and asked calmly: "Are you saying that she is very powerful in the arena?"

"Well, let's not predict it. She is the most difficult to guess in the arena. Women, even if they lose, they will not necessarily be killed by those crazy people in the arena. As long as they pay their debts with their bodies, it will be fine. Old man Claude is very smart and will never do anything that loses money. Winning or losing sometimes does not only depend on the strength of the fighters, but also on the intention of the slave farm owner." Benjamin said very dissatisfiedly. I guess he must be so taboo about this woman because Hamasaki has lost money.

It turned out that Benjamin revealed to me that there were some shady secrets in the underground boxing matches here. I touched my wallet and followed Benjamin down to the second floor.

"Do you really not want to have a drink with us? The golden apple wine here is mixed with honey water and beer. The taste is very special. You can't drink it in other places!" Benjamin still felt that it was rude to leave me behind and wanted to persuade me to go with him.

I smiled and shook my head, with a firm attitude. So Benjamin and his two friends separated from me at the stairs. They mixed into the dense school of fish like a few koi, and followed the crowd to the place where people bought wine in the stadium. As the atmosphere on the field became more and more heated, the nobles who won money wanted to have a drink to celebrate, and the nobles who lost money wanted to have a drink to get rid of bad luck. Those who lost all wanted to get drunk before leaving, maybe when they woke up, they would forget the trouble of losing money.

At this time, the bartenders don't even need to walk out of the bar, and bills will be stuffed into the deep ravines of her chest one after another, and she will grab a handful of fat on the way. No one will complain. Even when seeing handsome men, those pretty bartenders will even give a sweet smile, and their teasing eyes are full of affection. Among the guests drinking here, there are also some generous guests who casually leave a considerable tip. In short, this is a paradise for the rich.

Seeing Benjamin and his friends being drowned in the crowd in an instant, I can only rely on my thin body to get close to the iron cage. Fortunately, I am relatively thin and can keep moving forward in the gap. It didn't take long for me to squeeze to the edge of the iron railing.

At this time, Hamasaki was already standing in the center of the field with the big iron gun, and the atmosphere around him was ignited.

Hamasaki's appearance cannot be considered that of an outstanding beauty, at best she has regular facial features, but she has a succubus-like figure, with very well-developed abdominal muscles on her flat belly, and the outlines of tendons are clearly visible on her legs. When she walks, her waist and hips move rhythmically.

The position I occupy is right in front of her body, and I can clearly see her squinting her eyes. Her eyes are thin and long, and her gaze is as sharp as a knife. She is carefully staring at the entrance opposite. At this moment In the passage behind the big iron door, a very strong figure appeared. He looked bigger than the savages on the ice and snow tundra, but his hairy face was really unflattering, like a head. Long-faced cow.

Watching him awkwardly bending down and walking in from the passage of the iron cage, the curved horns on his head were scratched by the iron bars above his head, and he only wore a pair of torn linen shorts around his waist. He was holding a large wooden mallet in his hand, with a hardwood handle and a hammer head as big as a stone mill. However, in the young tauren's hand, it was as light as a blacksmith's hammer.

This is an extremely young tauren. I guessed from the color of his lips and eyes that he is probably not yet an adult. It seems that his condition is not very good. His face looks very tired. This young man The tauren looked a little frightened and reluctantly walked out of the big iron gate with a big mallet in his hand. Outside the iron railings of the big iron gate was followed by a slave farm owner who looked like he was crying. He was still keeping Say some words of comfort to the young tauren.

At the beginning, they were far away from me and I couldn't hear anything clearly.

Later, the tauren came closer and closer to me, and the somewhat elderly slave farmer also came closer to me along the iron cage. His clothes looked a little old, and he wore His body is also a little bloated, his face doesn't look too good, and his hair is a little gray. He looks at the young Niu with a grimace. The leader said: "Luca, I'm sorry for sending you here. You know, I owe a lot of debt outside. If I don't find a way to repay those people, maybe they will drive me from home to the street tomorrow." , I don’t want my wife and daughters to be sold as slaves, and I don’t want to live on the streets and become homeless.”

The tauren sat helplessly on the edge of the iron cage, shook his head honestly and said, "But you brought me here. You know that we tauren are all pacifists. We hate war. I don't like it here."

"Luca, there is nothing we can do about this. They said that as long as I let you appear, I will get a large subsidy." The slave farm owner held a money bag in his hand, and it seemed that he had already received the reward. gold.

The tauren frowned and said: "According to the agreement in the contract, this is the last thing I do for you. Now I am standing in this iron cage. This time, no matter whether I live or die, I will eventually gain Freedom, return to the embrace of Mother Earth. Please give me back that useless page for the last time!"

The slave farm owner looked hesitantly at Hamasaki, who was standing in the center of the iron cage not far away. He also knew that he was very unlucky today. He didn't expect that he would win her during the lottery. He sighed helplessly. The bull-headed warrior who makes money is probably doomed to die. He I also no longer have any confidence in this young Tauren. Just now I placed a bet of fifty gold coins, buying the 'Black Thorn' Hamasaki will win, so maybe the Tauren will be killed later. time, your losses will become smaller.

He reached into his pocket and held the contract scroll that had completely lost its function tightly in his hand, but he hesitated and did not hand it out after all.

The young tauren glanced at the contract scroll in disappointment and lowered his head helplessly.

"Don't give up, I'm still waiting for you to have a full meal after your victory." The slave farm owner said to the young tauren with a smile on his face.

The young tauren warrior looked at the scroll in disappointment, shook his head, and said bluntly: "I'm afraid I won't have a chance in the future, so take care of yourself!"

After saying that, the tauren warrior stretched out three fingers and put them on the metal collar around his neck. He tore off the copper collar with his fingers and discarded it directly at his feet. Then he said 'hehe' to the slave farm owner. He smiled stupidly, and then said only two words in his mouth: "Freedom."

The bull-headed warrior walked towards the center of the arena without looking back. He looked so simple and honest, but he also had a very delicate heart. It seemed that he had known that the scroll had expired, otherwise he would never have been so impulsive as to remove the slave collar. tear apart.

Perhaps the reason why this tauren stayed was just for the promise he made. Now that the promise has been fulfilled and the contract has expired, who can stop him? The slave farm owner slumped on the stone floor on the edge of the iron cage as if he had collapsed, watching the young tauren warrior slowly walk to the center of the arena, his face was horribly pale, he didn't even Looking at the iron cage again, he just got up from the ground in a daze and walked to the outside of the field alone. It seemed that he no longer had the courage to watch the final battle and just wanted to leave here as soon as possible.

"Perhaps you can sell it to me!" I leaned next to the gray-haired slave farm owner and handed him the copper collar that the tauren warrior tore off, symbolizing slave status. Although the collar was completely damaged, , but the slave farm owner still sighed , looked back at me, reached out to take the slave collar, looked at me inexplicably, hesitated for a moment, and then said to me: "Your Majesty the Magician, you probably don't know that this contract scroll has expired. It is now No better than a piece of waste paper!”

The slave farm owner sighed, looked at the minotaur warrior apologetically, and said, "He is free now, and the contract scroll can no longer bind him!"

I didn't seem to hear his words, just staring at the contract scroll in his hand, then slightly lifted the hem of the magic robe around his waist, and took out a gold coin from his purse. The gold coin flipped quickly between his fingers, making people dizzy.

The slave farm owner looked at the gold coin in my hand, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately stopped hesitating and handed me the contract scroll. When he looked at the gold coin, his eyes showed eagerness. After I took the scroll, I threw the gold coin to him without hesitation. After he took the gold coin, he flexibly got into the crowd as if he was afraid that I would regret it. When I looked up at him again with the contract scroll, the slave farm owner had disappeared.

The minotaur was already standing opposite Hamasaki. He dragged the heavy mallet and smiled at Hamasaki, but there was no expression on Hamasaki's numb face. He looked at the minotaur warrior as if he was looking at a dead person.

The minotaur warrior touched the back of his neck awkwardly. Just when he was about to say something, Hamasaki had already raised the big iron spear and took a defensive posture.

I watched the minotaur who had lost all his fighting spirit on the sidelines. I felt that if he continued in this state, he would have no chance of winning.

I had to give him the hope and courage to live, otherwise how could he help me defeat Hamasaki alone, let alone make a plan to kill her. Thinking of this, I shouted the minotaur warrior's name in orc language: "Luka, you are free, look..."

Luka turned around and looked over at my voice. Seeing me waving the invalid contract with one hand, he looked a little excited.

At this time, I tore the contract scroll in half in front of the minotaur warrior.

The Minotaur warrior's eyes suddenly brightened. He looked at me with gratitude, turned his head and bowed deeply to Hamasaki, and let out a low roar from his chest.