Whispers of the Gods

Chapter 13 Hadgar I

Hadgar had never been disappointed in Madkalin's arena.

Surrounded by walls and soaring towers, this huge circular structure is a constant reminder of the ingenuity of its designers and builders.

It stands tall in the center of Madkalin City, like a huge amphitheatre.

Hadgar Greyman stood in the corner of the arena, watching a gladiator and a knight fight for glory and money on the sand-covered floor.

The air smelled of blood, rotting flesh, and viscera.

The audience roared with approval at every deadly thrust or ferocious counterattack.

Hadgar belongs here—the arena is his home, the gladiatorial is his festival, and he enjoys being applauded by the crowd.

His heart was beating unconsciously, even though this was not his first appearance.

It's a dangerous business, but it's also very rewarding.

Not only the prize money of the competition, but also the remuneration from private individuals.

You see, the arena is a dangerous place.

Although the old emperor of Apollo has long stipulated that during gladiatorial matches, he should stop after the opponent surrenders, but it is normal for accidents to happen from time to time.

The enemies of Hadgar's opponents will always find him, order him to "accidentally" kill the opponent during the game, and provide relative rewards-more than the prize money from the game.

Hadgar would accept these offers every time, and cleanly settle his opponent, earning himself a fortune and solving an annoyance for his employer.

He's just making some quick money out of other people's misfortunes, and dead people don't care about that anyway.

Hadgar's opponent today was a knight from another city, and a bounty had already been placed on the head of this unlucky guy.

The battle on the field seemed to be coming to an end. The knight retreated under the onslaught of the gladiators, and his long sword was suppressed by the gladiators' long spears, which had an advantage in attack distance.

Boos started coming from the audience, a one-sided battle was not what they wanted to see.

But Hadgar knew that if he wanted to defeat a knight in full armor with a spear, he could only find opportunities in the gaps in his armor, or wear him down until he was exhausted.

Although a gladiator in light armor is more flexible, he only needs to be hit once by a knight to be finished.

Probably trying to attack the eyes protruding from the helmet, the gladiator stabbed the knight in the head with his spear, but the latter blocked it.

The knight threw down his long sword, held the gun with both hands and pulled it directly, and slammed his head at the pulled gladiator, and then punched the gladiator in the face, knocking him down to the ground.

The knight put the spear on the gladiator's neck, and the gladiator also raised his hands in cooperation to express his surrender.

Then he was dragged from the arena, and Hadgar could see blood gushing from his crushed nose.

Only then did the crowd burst into cheers, the knight raised his hands to greet the audience, and finally turned and walked towards the entrance of the arena.

Hadgar didn't understand why the gladiator chose a long spear to fight a tin man. No matter how sharp the spear head was, it couldn't pierce the plate armor.

Except for a lance sprinting at full speed, that's another matter.

"Lord Valarik from Dragon's Rest will win the third gladiatorial fight!" The competition host announced from the high platform of the auditorium.

The voices of these people's shouts are really loud enough.

"The next fight, which is the fourth fight, will be against Lord Frobertus from Black Peak Castle——"

A knight in armor came from the other side of the amphitheatre.

"And 'Bane' Hadgar from Madkalin!"

Hadgar had already chosen his weapon, a poleaxe.

His poleaxe has a sharp spiked end, with the blade forward, the spike upward, and the hammer backward, making it the perfect weapon against armor.

To the cheers of the audience, Hadgar made his way to the center of the circus.

The knight was half a head taller than Hadgar, and his entire body was covered in steel armor. His helmet was also steel and held in place by straps, with a slit in the front.

Thick gauntlets protect the upper arms and end in a rounded bump for extra protection.

At his belt he wears a longsword and an arming sword, each with an amber gem on the hilt.

The knight's armor was covered with an orange and red striped tunic, embroidered with armor gauntlets holding amber.

Those employers didn't tell him that this man was an Amber Knight.

Hadgar felt a little bad when he heard that the knights came from Black Peak Castle. Most of the knights there were Amber Knights, the most difficult bastards in the empire.

Hadgar wore an iron breastplate over a leather jacket with chain mail extending over his head and neck, and an iron helmet with a decorative spike.

He wore black leather boots with iron leggings.

Even if it was Hadgar's best set of armor, it was still weak against the armored Amber Knight.He was not a knight, and he had no squires of his own.

"The gladiatorial battle begins!"

The two faced off on the sand-covered floor, both circling to the opponent's left.

The Amber Knight raised his longsword high above his head, as if to slash from above.

Hadgar slung the longaxe over his shoulder and aimed the spike at the end of the shaft at the Amber Knight.

Both sides are veterans in combat, and their combat postures hide the maximum distance of their own weapons, making it impossible for the other party to judge a safe attack method.

Amber Knight leaps forward and slashes at Hadgar in the fullest arc, who can only dodge by jumping back.

But this gave the Amber Knight a great space advantage and initiative. He raised his right leg and rushed towards Hadgar with a sudden step. The long sword slashed in the air and slashed from the right to Hadgar's left shoulder. Come.

Although Hadgar quickly reacted to the opponent's intention and blocked it with his long pole, the heavily armored Amber Knight was as agile as him. The long sword was one step ahead of the long pole and hit Hadgar's left shoulder at the last moment.

Hadgar's armor had decent protection, but the force of the blow knocked him back.

He felt the impact on his shoulder and blood trickled down his arm.

The Amber Knight continued his attack, and Hadgar could only parry in embarrassment.

At the edge of his field of vision, Hadgar saw the long sword gliding on the ground, picking from the bottom up.

He slashed down with the long-handled axe, and the front end of the ax caught the Amber Knight's long sword.

But in terms of strength, Hadgar was also slightly inferior. The Amber Knight struggled to pull out the hilt of his sword, pulled Hadgar who was dragging the long-handled ax to his side, and punched him in the face with his left hand.

The shock wave to his face knocked Hadgar down, his nose broken, but his right hand still gripped the pole.

Hadgar's vision was blurry, and his left arm was beginning to go numb.

He tried to get up, but the Amber Knight's sword continued to thrust at him.

Hadgar could only roll to the left immediately, and the left shoulder that was pressed during the rolling process felt severe pain again.

To escape this predicament, he had no choice but to put all his eggs in one basket.

The crowd in the audience yelled, some were already cheering Amber Knight's name in celebration of his promotion.

"Surrender!"

Amber Knight said to Hadgar, who was rolling, through his helmet while pursuing.

"Okay, I surrender!"

Hadgar said in a low voice.

He split the poleaxe in two, and threw away the pole.

His surrender slowed the Amber Knight, and Hadgar took the opportunity to grab the sand from the ground and throw it in the Amber Knight's face.

He picked up the remaining half of the long-handled axe, stabbed the amber knight's groin with the sharp thorn at the front end of the amber knight, and pulled it out forcefully.

The gushing blood was accompanied by the screams of the Amber Knight and the exclamation of the audience in the arena. He knelt down on the ground and curled up into a ball, protecting his lower body with his hands.

"I'm sorry." Hadgar stood up reluctantly and said, "Please don't take it to heart."

Judging from the injury of Amber Knight, he should not live long.

The crowd in the auditorium began to cheer. People like to watch the underdog win, and they didn't hear Hadgar shouting surrender.

(End of this chapter)