Why am I the only male apprentice of the evil queen

However, something as fragile as a crystal should not be made into a knife, it is usually made into the core part of a staff.

He must have used this material because he wanted to look good, especially when he sensed that the young man was planning to continue digging a hole. Hekati had already made a bet in his heart whether the crystal knife would break when it hit the gravel in the soil.

But the result surprised her, the mud layer looked like tofu in front of the knife, Fen Mu just swiped the knife a few times, and a big hole was cut out of the mud layer.

And the sharpness of that knife even turned part of the soil into nothingness, which is not easy!

What is the origin of this person, from which city where men gather together?

"Come here and hide, you will be discovered by the people above." Fen Mu hid in the alcove that was dug just now, and waved to Miss Witch.

From the perspective above, this is a blind spot of perspective, it is difficult to find someone hiding here.

Due to the commotion above, Hecate hid in without hesitation.

Taking advantage of nothing at this time, Fen Mu introduced himself:

"Although it's a little late, my name is Fenmu. I came here from the forest of all things by accident. It can be said that you are the first living person I have seen these days."

Out of unnecessary trouble, Hecate did not report his name:

"Angerui, it's normal that you can't see the living, because the psychic energy is flowing in disorder now, and no one wants to encounter accidents. But it's a good thing that you haven't seen the living."

Fenmu heard what she meant, it means that this place is not peaceful:

"Well, I just heard you say...war slave? What is this?"

Hecate didn't really want to talk to this familiar young man, especially because he was too dirty. Although his smile was bright and approachable, when his face was dark, his white teeth suddenly grinned, which looked like a very strange.

But after all he helped him, Hecate still explained:

"Free slaves, performers in the arena, and pastime 'supplies' for nobles. After they capture you, they will lock your psychic powers, take you to take a bath, eat a good meal, and then Send you to the arena for a melee death fight, and there will be no compensation if you die."

Fen Mu's eyes suddenly lit up—take a bath, eat a good meal, and bring him to the gathering area?

At the entrance of the cave, a bounty hunter has already discovered this place and shouted down:

"Skoto, are you down there... there seems to be an alcove? Just make sure."

She had just jumped down, and when she was about to land, Fen Mu suddenly appeared, predicting a rising dragon fist in advance, the bounty hunter's jaw hit his fist by himself, and she lost consciousness on the spot, unable to even scream.

But Fen Mu didn't intend to do anything to her, he turned to the witch and said:

"I have to take a shower, there will be a period later!"

He picked up the unconscious bounty hunter, climbed up deftly, found some dry grass nearby to cover the hole, and then threw the bounty hunter's body aside.

Fen Mu ran a little farther, raised his hand in advance to surrender, and then feared that the other party would not hear him, he shouted loudly:

"Don't come here, I won't give in, you don't want to take me to take a bath, have a good meal, and then send me to be a war slave, don't you think about it!"

Chapter 4 Just One Bowl of Rice

In this lawless area where disputes are the norm and the law is equivalent to jokes, people in the arena often go to catch foreigners.

It is even possible that you are still an audience in the audience today, and when you wake up tomorrow, you will find a few muscular big sisters looking down at you by your bed, and kindly say: You are awake—and then you will become a stage audience. One of the gladiators.

As Horace, the head of the arena's piggy catcher, this was the first time she had seen such a weirdo!

When other people met them, their first reaction was to run, but this young man was different. He shouted not to catch me, but he didn't move at the same time. Although his face was covered with dust, Horace seemed to read the expected message. mean?

What's up, masochist?

"What are you still standing here for? Let me warn you, although this is a lawless area, if you arrest me, someone will definitely stand in my place. You have no good fruit to eat!" Fen Mu continued to raise his hands, and said anxiously , I thought why these people didn't do it yet.

Didn't Miss Witch below the pit say that these people are cruel and lawless? He is so arrogant, why didn't he catch him! He has long wanted to find a place to take a bath!

Horace looked at him like a clown, laughed and said:

"I'm afraid it's not someone's madman who sneaked out while no one was watching the turbulent flow of psychic energy. You should go home and find your mother to nurse. Our arena personnel department is very reasonable. You are so weak. , Capturing it back will only ruin the golden villain sign of our beast arena!"

The people around also laughed, and one person walked over and patted the face of the companion on the ground, and tried his heartbeat:

"Boss, this man is not dead, and there is no wound on his body, probably fainted by the turbulent flow of spiritual energy?"

"Useless waste, quickly count the number of people, the turbulence of spiritual energy is coming to an end, we will search for a while, and then we have to go back. Otherwise, when the witch's spiritual energy recovers, we will all become souls of this wasteland." See Fenmu was still staring at her, and Horace said with his eyes widened, "Go away, your mother told you to go back to breastfeed, we won't catch the mentally handicapped."

No, why are you?

You people who do all kinds of evil, now I personally send you to arrest me, instead of arresting me, you call me mentally retarded?

A man with a mohawk haircut approached, his body covered in tattoos, and his explosive muscles hinted at his proficiency in fighting.

He straightened his 20cm-long cockscomb hairstyle, and said sympathetically:

"We only catch capable people, so that others will buy tickets for face, and after a while, it will be the Beast Festival, which is a very important multiplayer sports day, we pay attention to business reputation, go back—"

Before he finished speaking, Fen Mu rushed over and threw the chicken-combed man to the ground with a quick "Oula Oula" fist.

"Let me tell you, I am also very strong, you don't want to take me away!"

Horace and the subordinate next to him looked at each other, nodded to each other, and read appreciation from each other's eyes.

"Anyway, there is probably no chance to find the witch. If you can catch one, it is one. This man with an abnormal mind seems to be a bit of a showman, catch him!"

This time Femmu didn't resist, but almost resisted twice, and then pretended to be defeated and fell to the ground.

After Horace's men counted the number of people, they said:

"Leader, there is one person missing, Skoto, she doesn't know where she went!"

"One person is missing?! What's going on? Who was with Sigeto at that time?" Horace glanced at Fenmu who had been tied up, and immediately denied the guess in his heart.

Impossible, Sigeto has a musket on his body, and his own fighting skills are superb, this young man with an abnormal brain can't deal with her.

But as the decision maker of the team, the current situation does not allow her to hesitate:

"It doesn't matter, it's too little, and don't search for witches anymore. After a while, it might be our turn to be chased. If you catch one today, go back! Those who fall behind can only bear the consequences."

As soon as her words came out, no one dared to object. A group of people braved the wind and sand in the wilderness and left in a turbulent flow against the spiritual energy that was about to dissipate.

There were still a few loud and shouting battles in the wilderness, but the original silence was restored for a while, only the sound of spiritual energy tearing the space and wind and sand rubbing.

Under the mine pit, Hecate stood on the spot and thought deeply.

She was thinking about Fenmu's motives with the logic of a normal person-why did he do this?

Miss Witch carefully recalled the conversation she had with Fenmu at that time. She clearly knew what this group of people did, and told him what they would do when they were caught.

Being a war slave is not an interesting, or very honorable thing, especially on the eve of the beast festival.

At that time, the entire lawless zone will work together to send a group of people to a dream city, and use the whole city as a cage for fierce beasts to compete. It is a game where only the last few people die will win.

Now that this young man has roughly understood the meaning of war slaves, instead of avoiding such a bad thing, he took the initiative to send it to his door?

Reminiscent of the "I came from the forest of all things" mentioned in Fenmu's self-introduction, Hekaty has already guessed the only possible answer - he is sacrificing himself to divert the attention of the bounty hunters, and then save the bounty hunters. Let her be such a stranger who met by chance.

The elves are kind-hearted in their hearts, and most of Finmu is also a human race who lives in the forest of all things, and his heart is also so kind.

But this kind of kindness is the source of all injustice when it is placed in a lawless place. It will kill those who are pure in nature.

Because only the wicked and the powerful can survive in the Lawless Zone.

"... Self-assessed concern made me disgusted!" Hecate let out a low snort, and then fell silent.

She climbed out of the deep pit and walked a short distance in the direction she was facing, before she could leave this barren Gobi plain, which led to Griffin's territory, which was considered a relatively stable place.

No matter from the point of view of gathering intelligence or safety, it was a very good place, and Hecate's original plan was to go there.

But she turned in a different direction, which led to Prison City, where the arena was located.

Hecate hates those beautiful things, such as friendship, family affection, and trust. She likes to see these hypocrites who hold these "beauties" show despair.

"If I go over now, I should be able to see the annoyed look on that idiot's face. He will regret his self-indulgent devotion. I can taunt him well, and by the way, I should be able to find out a lot of news." Miss Witch gave I found a good reason, and then headed towards Prison City.

Chapter 5

When the psychic turmoil ended, the group had just returned to Samet City.

This is a gathering place for all kinds of criminals and villains, but apart from the night, Samet City is still very peaceful during the day, because this is an exchange for wicked people, used to circulate all kinds of stolen goods and heresy tokens, so a normal trading environment is very good. necessary.

There are several evil forces divided in the city, and the beast arena is one of them.

After Horace took the people back to the arena, he arranged for his men to take those unlucky ones to take a shower and eat, while she came to the room of the boss of the arena, Minotaur.

In the past, Horace would never knock on the door, that kind of thing is trivial, but recently the boss Minotaur has started playing the game of high-ranking villains, requiring his subordinates to obey the rules and pursue pursuits. A villain with grace and class.

Boom boom boom!

Horace tiptoed the door three times as if he had knocked.

"Come in." A rough voice came from the room.

Minotaur is a strong man of the tauren race. This name is a prize for the internal festival competition of the tauren race. Only the winners are eligible to use this name.

The boss of the Fierce Beast Arena held a goblet of red wine in one hand, her tuxedo was stretched to the point of being torn apart by her muscles, and she was humming a not-so-pleasant tune.

She glanced at her subordinates and said dissatisfiedly:

"Horace, how many times have I told you not to be so rude, you must have the proper decorations, and it will be a big fight in a few days. You will make people from outside look down on us and think that we don't have enough taste !"

"Yes yes yes," Horace replied grimly.

She took a look at her attire, expensive wolf eagle leather armor, and silver rivet boots. Although they were a bit worn out, they were still very proud and dignified equipment in the combat field. Why did they lose their taste?

It's a pity that in the lawless zone, people with big fists speak the truth. Horace took out an exquisite bow tie from his pocket and put it on his collar, which was considered tasteful.

If Fenmu were to evaluate it, he would definitely feel that it was a beggar with a hairstyle with a big back for a dinner party. It was as funny as it could be.

However, Minotaur was very satisfied and gave a thumbs up approvingly:

"You should look in the mirror yourself. It is said that details determine success or failure. After wearing this cute little bowknot, your taste level will immediately go up, very classy! See the changes in my pair of sharp horns Well, I've polished and waxed them!"

Horace didn't want to say more about topics such as class and taste, and she just wasn't interested in asking, so she got straight to the point:

"Boss Minotaur, I came here to hunt down the witch. Unfortunately, I failed. It happened to be night, and the turbulent flow of psionic energy brought a damn strong wind and sand. The witch of hatred ran away. Considering Safety issue, I brought people back before the psychic turmoil ends."

"In that case, it's really a pity. If we can negotiate with her, our arena will have a great chance of winning in the subsequent big fight." Minotaur crossed his legs and turned out a registration book.

The above are the contestants who were "negotiated" (forced to arrest) in the Murderer's Arena this time. There are quite a few well-known villains, but they are always a little less interesting.

It is the lack of that kind of star-level big villain who has both strength and fame.

At that time, people of many races will come to participate in the competition, and there will also be retail investors who participate alone, but these people are usually just going in to fish, and it is difficult to have a bright performance.

Even Minotaur was wondering if he would send a few capable men into the arena to compete.

"Now we have enough arrests. We have arrested fifty people. There is no problem in terms of quantity, but the quality is still a little bit less. Can you see if there are any powerful villains who have been around recently and send an invitation to them?" Invite them to drink tea and eat meat, and when the other party enters the city, they will drug them and set a trap to take them away."

"It's very difficult." Horace shrugged, "At the time of the big fight, those who are interested in participating have already registered in Prison City, and those who just want to join in the fun will not wander around here... Compared to that, I am more worried about whether the Sorceress of Desire will come back for revenge, she has done no less than you, boss."

"Don't worry, Samet City is still very safe, there are so many eyes staring at it, if the Sorceress of Desire dares to come back to take revenge, this city will become her cage!" Minotaur raised his goblet and clinked in the void After a while, he took a sip of red wine.

But because of her mouth problem, the cup was directly gnawed out by her teeth.

"I hope so." Horace was noncommittal.

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Fen Mu was taken to the bathhouse. Although he was wearing a shackle-like bracelet, he felt that his decision was really correct!

Not only is there a direct horse-drawn carriage to pick you up, but you are also taken directly to the bathhouse after you are done. I heard that meals will be arranged when you wait for the meal. This kind of treatment really can't find any faults.

After wandering in the wilderness for an unknown number of days, he no longer wanted to walk away blindly under the scorching sun.

Probably because there are guards, the other thugs in this public bathhouse are quite peaceful, they don't provoke right and wrong or anything, it's much more peaceful than the place of strife in Fenmu's imagination.

Not long after he took a shower here, Taivia's anxious voice echoed in his mind.

"Fenmu, where are you! Did you hear that?"

"Yes, yes, please calm down, Taivia." Fenmu comforted her, wondering why she came here as soon as she entered the bathhouse.

She was even more excited when she heard Taivia's voice after a long absence. They had been in contact with Fenmu in this way a few days ago, and with the help of Sylune, they also tried to call Fenmu with the dream of the Kingdom of God, but it was of no avail.

Taivia didn't expect anything at all, but unexpectedly got a reply from Fenmu, which is really a pleasant surprise.

"Where are you, have you returned to Granville?"

"Not yet, what should I say now... It is said to be in Samet City, do you know where it is?"

Fenmu's understanding of the current location is only limited to hearsay, and the area of ​​disputes is also a very wide range. It can be said that as long as there is no unified rule, it can be said to be a disputed area.