I Want To Be a Nobleman

The bald head clenched his right hand into a fist, slammed it hard on the ground, and said angrily, "I told him very clearly that the arena is going to be ruined if it goes on like this, but the guy with one arm actually said to me calmly." What does that have to do with me? Go and talk to the Earl yourself!'"

"That guy has the closest relationship with the Earl. Only the Earl can listen to what he said. I have told the Earl several times about this in the past six months."

"My lord earl didn't listen to my suggestion, but he cared more about that bastard Scar. Why, that bastard Scar didn't care about the arena and the future of gladiators at all, he just wanted to earn agency fees by buying monsters and monsters."

Probably because he hadn't found anyone to talk about these troubles, the bald head couldn't stop talking, and the more he talked, the more excited he became, and he lost his way in the back, and began to curse Scar non-stop.

After listening to the bald head, Harold became more convinced that the scar was the earl's scapegoat.

'One-armed' may really want to retire, but based on his loyalty to defend his master, it is absolutely impossible for him to collapse from the perspective of the battlefield. The business arranged by the old Marquis must not be messed up?

Since 'One Arm' chooses to stay out of the matter, it means that all this is still under the control of Earl Salik.

The bald boss is starting to get anxious, the public opinion is starting to change, and the damage of the gladiator has reached a certain level. Earl Salik should be finishing up soon, and the scar will definitely be dealt with after the next "monster crusade". 'Beast fighting' would also be abolished.

What Harold thinks of is hard to tell the bald head, the bald head is sincerely loyal to Earl Salik, and Earl Salik also attaches great importance to the scar. relationship, affecting the future of the bald head.

Harold could only reassure himself with his words: "Don't worry, the Earl is wise and mighty. Scar can only fool him for a while, and he will eventually understand and listen to your advice!"

Strong people often need a little comfort from others to cheer them up, even if the comfort is perfunctory, because they will follow your words to comfort themselves.

The bald head nodded after listening to Harold's words, and his eyes became firm again.

After the bald head finished speaking, he sent Harold back to the cell. Before leaving, he told Harold: "What I told you today, you just forget it when you go back to sleep. Don't tell others."

"Also, as long as I'm still in this arena, I won't let Scar succeed! Believe me!"

The bald head also added in his heart: I will also trust Earl Salik, he is different from other nobles, he doesn't care about my slave status, he promotes me, reuses me, I trust him! ——

Harold also got up early the next day to go to the training ground. "Dragon Slaying Sword Art" is a precious move created by Baldhead himself, and he couldn't practice it in front of everyone during the day.

The effects of chopping wood stakes and body training are mediocre and have no experience points. Competing with other gladiators is the best way to improve your strength.

Naturally, Harold kept looking for various gladiators to single out. This was a pain for many gladiators. Even if they knew they couldn't beat Harold, they could only forcefully fight.

After all, it would be embarrassing to admit defeat without a fight, even if you are injured a little bit, you can't make people look down on you. This is the point of view of most gladiators.

After Harold has [Light Strike] and a two-handed weapon proficiency of 106, his attack speed has greatly improved. Most gladiators have difficulty dodging and can only resist hard.

And the few gladiators who are extremely agile are too weak to injure Harold with only wooden swords.

Before noon, Harold had challenged almost all the gladiators.

Only Huck, an elderly man, refused Harold's challenge and replied:

"Don't compete with us. Our strength is not strong. Those who are really powerful have already been promoted to elite gladiators. When those elite gladiators recover from their injuries, you can find them to learn from!"

Harold felt a little regretful after hearing this, the chance to gain experience should be gone.

After all, my strength has completely surpassed these high-level gladiators, and fighting them again is deliberately bullying, and it is easy to freeze the relationship.

Anyway, the level has also been raised to level 4, and after that, the experience for leveling up began to increase, and a few hundred experience is not so important.

Harold practiced the basic skills again in the afternoon and went back to the cell to read.

After the secret training with the bald head yesterday, he no longer cared about the problems exposed by the books.

The bald head personally took Harold to the training ground last night. Many guards saw it, and there was a bald hood on it. How could these guards dare to trouble Harold.

The content of "Sword Fighting Spectrum" becomes more and more profound as it goes to the end. Many contents are useless to read, and must be practiced to master.

When it got dark, gladiators could no longer go to the training ground, and their reading progress was stuck at 85% and could not increase.

Harold had no choice but to wait for the bald head to take him to training.

Today, the bald head continues to instruct Harold to practice "Dragon Slaying Sword Technique" just like yesterday.

During the practice, Harold understood the key points of several moves in "Sword Fighting Manual", and the reading progress increased to 86%.

The training was as exhausting as ever, and after two hours Harold was exhausted.

"Huh, huh, it can't be done, let's stop here today!" Harold lay tired on the ground after two hours of training.

"You have mastered it very well, and it won't be long before you can use it in actual combat!"

The bald head praised Harold. The pleasure of witnessing others' growth step by step is one of his few pleasures. His own strength has not improved for many years.

"I heard that you killed all the gladiators in the arena?"

The bald head asked Harold who was lying on the ground.

When Harold heard that, he thought that the bald head was going to settle accounts with him, so he quickly sat up and explained: "I just feel a little itchy, I just asked them to learn from each other, and I didn't play hard!"

The bald man laughed loudly after hearing this, "It's the same as me back then, don't worry, they are not pampered young ladies, a little flesh injury is nothing."

"But it seems that your injury is completely healed, and I will arrange a gladiatorial match for you tomorrow!"

Hearing that there will be a gladiatorial match tomorrow, Harold didn't feel scared at all. Anyway, he couldn't avoid it, so he faced it bravely.

And he is also very confident in his own strength, and the bald head will not deliberately trick him.

The bald head said to Harold seriously: "Tomorrow's battle has special requirements. You can't save the opponent's life, you must kill the opponent!"

This request was a bit strange. After hearing the bald head's explanation, Harold realized that tomorrow's opponent was a rapist.

That guy ruined several unmarried girls in a village, but this guy still has a lot of money in his family, so he bribed the prison to send them to the arena.

His family is going to buy him from the arena again, so that the rapist will be exonerated if he comes and goes.

Although it sounds unfair, it is legal, and the entire northern province is the territory of the Marquis of Harlaus.

Lord Marquis has the right to formulate and amend laws (not in conflict with the "Kingdom Law"), and the law enforcement team is also under the old Marquis.

As the property of the old marquis, the arena is naturally outside the jurisdiction of the law.

After the prisoner is transferred from the prison to the arena, his identity is not a criminal but a slave. As long as someone is willing to pay a high price for it, who cares whether he has committed a crime before.

"Understood, tomorrow's battle is not a duel but a execution!" The bald head seriously instructed Harold with a serious expression.

Harold looked at the bald head with a serious face, and felt a little strange in his heart, this matter is tricky!

Although the bald head is upright, he is not a person who can't tolerate sand in his eyes. How could he offend people for the sake of villagers he doesn't know.

Eighty percent of the people who can buy off the prison are not ordinary wealthy businessmen, they probably have aristocratic backgrounds.

Besides, the family wants to buy the rapist, the arena can definitely make a lot of money with the lion's mouth open.

In this way, hello, hello, hello, everyone, there is no reason to kill the rapist, right?

Harold asked suspiciously: "Boss, is there any inside story about this matter, tell me!"

The bald head replied angrily: "It's not a pity for that kind of scum to die, why do you care so much, it has nothing to do with you!"

Harold knew there was a problem as soon as he heard it, and quickly asked: "You must explain clearly when you arrange me to do things, I am very strict with my mouth, and I promise not to talk nonsense!"

Gossip is human nature, and Harold is naturally not exempt from it.

After hearing Harold's words, the bald man thought it made sense, waved his hand to signal Harold to approach him, and whispered: "The rapist not only ruined the villagers, but also seemed to be the daughter of a nobleman. You understand!"

I understand, I understand, Harold nodded again and again. The aristocratic master probably had itchy teeth, but he was afraid that others would know about it and damage his daughter's reputation.

So the nobleman didn't come out to deal with the rapist officially, but privately found the rapist with a bald head to kill the rapist to prevent his daughter from being exposed.

Harold understood the cause and effect and patted his chest to reassure him: "Don't worry, I promise to complete the task. Tomorrow's wrestling will either be his death or mine!"

Although the bald head believed in Harold's strength, he still worried again and said: "The rapist's strength is not too weak. I originally planned to do it myself, but I was worried that it would be too obvious, so I arranged for you. You must Don't be careless!"

"In addition, you must let me rot in your stomach. If you dare to talk nonsense, be careful of your life!"

After repeated assurances, Harold's bald head let him go back to the cell to rest.

Since there is going to be a gladiatorial fight tomorrow, then count all the system points to ensure nothing goes wrong.

Agility increased to 10 points, running to lv3, proficiency to 112.

"Dragon Slaying Sword Art" has requirements for speed and strength. His strength is qualified but his speed is not enough, so he strengthened his agility.

The next morning, the bald head and a few guards took Harold away who was warming up.

The bald head brought Harold to an entrance of the arena, and warned again: "The rapist is agile and nimble with swordsmanship, don't mess with your hands and feet!"

"Understood, don't worry, I will deal with him calmly and calmly!"

Harold was a little speechless, the bald head had told him no less than 20 times along the way.

This is the same feeling as parents who worry about their children going to school alone.

At this time, the gladiatorial competition started immediately, half of the auditorium was full, and the host was introducing the two sides to set off the atmosphere.

"The two sides fighting today are Rodri who is good at wielding two knives!"

"He has speed and dexterity that are different from ordinary people, and this is also his first gladiatorial fight since he came to the arena!"

Immediately afterwards, there was a sparse cheer from the audience stand. After all, Rodrik was not well-known for his first gladiatorial fight, so naturally few spectators cheered for him.

"And his opponent is the trump card of our arena, Ha, Luo, and Te, who have the status of elite gladiators!"

The host raised his tone when introducing Harold, and finally called out Harold's name word by word.

The audience shouted loudly out of face. It was not the first time for most of the audience here. Knowing the host's grand introduction, the one who appeared must be a master.

The gate in front of Harold opened, and Harold knew that it was his turn to play, so he picked up the dilapidated sword handed by the bald head and walked towards the arena.

Harold looked around. The arena was huge, almost half the size of a 400-meter playground, and the auditorium around it could easily accommodate thousands of people.

The host held something that looked like a trumpet in his hand, and stood on a high platform, introducing Harold who was slowly walking towards the center of the arena.

"Harlot, the undead god of war who survived the full blow of the troll, one of the heroes who defeated the troll, has top-notch physique and strength, and it is rumored that he can tear hungry wolves alive and fight black bears hand-to-hand!"

Now the audience cheered even louder. Although Harold was not well-known, the heroic scene of the troll crusade a few days ago had a profound impact on all audiences.

Hearing that Harold was one of the gladiators who fought the troll before, he cheered for Harold as a matter of course.

Harold wondered who spread the rumors, what the hell is it about tearing up hungry wolves and fighting black bears.

But these are not important, Harold walked to the center of the arena, and looked at his opponent, Rodri.

Rodri is thin and has slender limbs. He is about 1.8 to 1.9 meters tall. He holds a machete in each hand. What is particularly striking is this guy's face. He is very handsome. With his plain makeup, he can rival many celebrities in his previous life. .

"It feels like rape, but it's more like seduction." This was Harold's first reaction. He was a little jealous of this little boy. It doesn't matter if the family has money. How can someone be so handsome? I have to chop you up today !

Rodri stared at Harold with an ugly expression, his body trembling uncontrollably, he was so nervous that he couldn't breathe, "Damn it, didn't the family say they wanted to buy him at a huge price? How could such a monster be arranged in the arena? Let me deal with it?"

Gladiators can only be purchased after they have played at least one match. This rule is intended to prevent buyers from being scammed.

Although Rodri's relatives said that there was no need to "inspect the goods", after all, no one dared to arbitrarily waive the rules set by the old Marquis.

Rodri originally thought that in order to earn this money, the arena would definitely arrange for him to deal with a cannon fodder and a weak chicken, so he wanted to send such an "undead god of war"!

Harold has a strong figure. With a height of two meters and a body as strong as granite, the psychological pressure brought to the opponent is extremely terrifying. Looking at Harold's eyes full of evil spirits, Rodri felt his legs faintly weak. trembling.

Rodri took a few deep breaths, and forced himself to comfort himself: "It doesn't matter, the other party is so big, speed should be the weakness, I may not have a chance!"

"And maybe he's here to play a match-fixing match. Maybe the arena wants to raise the price temporarily to ask for more money? My family has a lot of money, and the arena will definitely not be against money. I'm sure I'll be fine!"

With this comfort, Rodri calmed down a lot, his legs stood up straight, and his body no longer trembled. He felt that even if he lost the fight, his life would not be in danger.

"Then, who will win this gladiatorial fight, let us wait and see!"

As the host's voice fell to the ground, the wrestling began!