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The three siblings chatted and ate, and soon it was evening.

Klein planned to take Mila to stroll through the Imperial City's night market. Mila would be going to the Eastern Border tomorrow, so they definitely had to have some fun tonight.

They were all professionals, so they wouldn't have any problems even if they didn't rest for a few days. Staying up all night was naturally commonplace.

Klein basically had zero understanding of the Imperial City's entertainment options, because he spent most of his time cultivating and researching, and rarely participated in such activities.

Mila was similar. When she first entered the Royal Academy, she was called a genius and became a bit arrogant, got a boyfriend, and went out to play all the time.

However, after the Lance incident, Mila never went out to play again, and instead cultivated day and night.

Klein wasn't sure how familiar Joe was with the Imperial City.

So, after the three of them entered the Imperial City, besides strolling around the night market, eating some snacks, and watching some simple street magic performances, there was basically nothing else to do.

Feeling bored, Klein finally couldn't help but ask Joe.

"Joe, are you familiar with the Imperial City? Are there any fun places? Take us to look around. I rarely go out to play, and I don't know much about the night market."

Mila also added, "Yeah, Joe, are there any fun places to go at night? Tell us about them."

Joe looked at their curious eyes and began to think seriously. He usually didn't go out to play much either, because he also cultivated very diligently. If he didn't work hard, Klein would beat him up.

"Flying Fish Entertainment Club?"

Mila asked again, not quite understanding what this place was for.

However, when Klein heard the name, his face stiffened. He had already guessed what this place was, but Klein still had some luck in his heart. Maybe the clubs in the two worlds were different!

"What does this Flying Fish Entertainment Club do?"

"Foot massage, massage, and..."

Joe said halfway, suddenly realizing that he couldn't say it, because he usually hung out with Eric, but he forgot that he was taking Mila out to play today.

Mila asked curiously,

"And what else? Tell me!"

"Uh!" Joe didn't know how to answer for a moment. He couldn't possibly tell Mila that there was also a "big health care"!

"Who took you there?"

Klein was a little upset. His brother actually went to that kind of place. It was too hateful, and even more hateful was that he, with two lifetimes, had never been there!

"Eric, Brother Eric!"

Joe naturally betrayed Eric.

Klein's face was a little ugly, but thinking that Joe had neither a girlfriend nor any female servants, it was reasonable to go to such a place to play. In this world, it was not illegal to save fallen women.

"Forget it, be restrained."

"Got it!"

In the end, under Klein and Joe's shift of topic, Mila stopped asking what the Flying Fish Entertainment Club did.

The three followed the bars in the night market and found an underground arena in the Imperial City, where they watched the gladiatorial matches.

The matches here were limited to Tier 1. The destructive power of Tier 2 and above was too great and not suitable for such occasions.

Betting was allowed here, but the amount of the bet was limited. It was just a mode of entertainment.

However, although everyone said it was entertainment, the people in the arena didn't think so.

Although they were only Tier 1, they fought without restrictions. Even if they killed their opponents, they wouldn't violate the rules. Generally, the referee would stop them in advance if they were defeated, but there were always times when they couldn't stop them in time.

"What's so interesting about Tier 1 fights?"

"Just treat it as watching a performance. Why are you talking so much?"

Joe found such gladiatorial matches very boring. In fact, not only him, but Klein also found it meaningless.

Because they had experienced too many life-and-death struggles, such gladiatorial matches were like playing house.

However, this kind of unrestricted death match gave Mila a different feeling. Although she had participated in several academy missions, she had never been in a deadly situation.

And the only particularly dangerous situation was when she was taken away by Lance.

It was precisely because of that time that Mila couldn't get out of it. She was very serious about fighting and cultivating, but she would always hold back and hesitate when fighting.

This was a major shortcoming of Mila's, and Klein also wanted to help her change it. Looking at the two people in the arena, Klein commented:

"Although they are only Tier 1 professionals, they are more ferocious than you. Not only do they use deadly moves in every attack,

but even more ruthless is that when they know that they may be injured by a parry, if they judge that they can hurt the opponent, then most of the time they will choose to parry with the opponent regardless of their injuries.

We won't discuss whether this kind of fighting method is right or wrong for now, but judging from the effect and result, this kind of fighting method is generally very significant.

If it is a death match, the more ruthless side will generally survive. This is almost the truth."

Mila knew that Klein was guiding her. Looking at the two warriors in the cage who were fighting hand-to-hand, she nodded thoughtfully.

As Klein said, the fighting style of these gladiators was indeed very ruthless, which was what Mila lacked.

"After you go to the Eastern Border and find Katie, if you want to improve, she will definitely let you go to the battlefield, and the battlefield is the best place for death matches!

Bringing you here today is just to let you feel the atmosphere of death matches in advance!"

"I know, I will overcome my psychological obstacles, Klein."

"You don't have to do it all at once, but your attitude towards the enemy must be clear: kill the enemy to win."

This underground arena was open all night, 24 hours a day. Klein gave Mila a lot of combat analysis. Although it was only Tier 1, it was still very useful for Mila.

Then he also let Joe place some bets, basically buying the ones that were sure to win. With their strength, they could basically see the strength of the professionals at a glance.

The only thing that could affect the final outcome was who was more ruthless in the arena.

After playing all night, the next morning, Klein and Joe sent Mila to the train to the Eastern Border together.

Standing in front of the train, Mila gave Klein and Joe a hug each.

"Klein, this time, I will definitely cultivate hard. I won't retreat anymore. When I have achieved success in cultivation, I will come back to help you!"

Klein looked at his sister and finally nodded with a smile.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

......

After watching the train to the Eastern Border leave, Joe finally couldn't help but ask Klein:

"Brother, why can Mila call you Klein, but I get beaten up if I call you Klein? I feel like this isn't fair."

"Joe, because you are a boy, a boy should be more responsible and more polite. Letting you call me brother is a matter of politeness.

Also, when your strength is not as good as others, it is very stupid to talk about fairness with others, understand?

If you can beat me one day, then you can talk about fairness with me equally. Strength is the confidence to speak, understand?"

Klein still used the principle that whoever has the bigger fist is the boss, which made Joe unable to refute.

"Okay, brother, do you want Mila to join our team too?"

"Yes, I don't trust many people. You are one, and Mila is also one, but her strength and mentality are not good enough and still need to grow. I hope Mom can help me hone her well."

After hesitating for a while, Klein decided to tell him about the Homunculus in the Bottle from his mother Katie and Frando, revealing a part to Joe.

The first reason was because Joe's current strength was already okay, and he already had the ability to know some of the truth.

Although the so-called truth he knew may not be completely true, it was at least much better than a blind man feeling an elephant.

The second reason was about the bottle. Joe and he were both Homunculi in the Bottle, so Joe's bottle should also be in the hands of his father Esmond.

So he had to inform Joe in advance so that he could do some prevention as much as possible.

Although he didn't know how strong the soul control of the bottle was, or whether doing prevention would be effective, doing something to protect himself was at least much better than doing nothing.

"Joe, have you made any new discoveries about the Ancient Miracle recently?"

"Uh, I've also checked a lot of information, but I haven't gained anything practical. Brother, have you made any new discoveries recently?"

"A little bit! You must remember the following things carefully. I will only say it once."

"Okay!"

Klein told Joe a part of the things about the Ancient Miracle and the Homunculus in the Bottle, picking out some of them.

Among them, he didn't tell Joe about the legacy of the Ancient Ruins, the New Human Plan, or the Homunculus in the Bottle numbers, because those were too far away and would only disturb his mentality.

Klein only told Joe about the fact that the bottle would connect to the soul, and asked Joe to do some soul protection plans as much as possible.

Unexpectedly, Klein's words actually got feedback from Joe.

"The bottle can control the soul? According to what you said, I really had a similar experience."

Klein's eyes flickered. He was also very curious about the effect of the bottle.

"What is the specific situation? Tell me about it."

"Before I returned to Jess and entered the Execution Department, I stayed on the border for a while. At that time, my power skyrocketed, and my whole person became very crazy."

Speaking of this, Joe secretly glanced at Klein. In fact, he was still very crazy when he came back, but he was beaten up by Klein in the library as soon as he came back.

"Once I went out on a mission, and I killed very crazily in the wild. The soldiers who were with me asked me to go back, but I didn't pay attention to them, and then they didn't follow me anymore.

I originally thought they had given up on me, but unexpectedly, that night, I felt an irresistible force pinching my soul, making my whole person very weak.

And when I was in a very weak state, those soldiers appeared again, and then I was taken back to Jess."