He met a pair of teary eyes.
Then little Violet threw herself into his arms and cried loudly: "You were trembling and sweating a lot just now. I wanted to wake you up, but I couldn't!"
Fassnut was still immersed in that strange dream, and the last roar of the warrior echoed in his mind, until Little Violet kissed him forcefully, and he came back to his senses.
"What are you doing?" He pushed the woman away.
Little Violet's eyes were red, "You haven't spoken, I'm afraid!"
"So you..." Fasnat pursed his lips subconsciously, and the soft touch of the girl's lips seemed to remain on them.Just as he was pondering for a moment, Little Violet kissed him again.
bitch.Fassnut thought so in his heart, and then kissed back fiercely.
They did it for two hours—in fact, Fasnat felt that he could come for several more hours, but wantonness is a depraved behavior, and it should be stopped in moderation, not to mention that the female slave has already paralyzed on the bed and begged him, so he has no reason to continue go down.
Little Violet leaned on his shoulder and asked him, "My lord, can I take some bone coins from you?"
"Take whatever you want." Fasnat didn't think that thing was useful.
"I need five to buy a dress and a pair of shoes, and my skirt is ripped right now, and the shoes are—"
"I said take whatever you want, don't bother me." Fasnat said.
Little Violet nodded and asked, "Are you going to sleep?"
"No, it's still early." Maybe I should keep meditating, he thought.
"Then I'll peel an apple for you to eat." She said as she got up and got out of bed. She was naked and walked towards the cabinet with bare feet.Fassnut took a look at her back - Little Violet's waist was slender, and the skin on her back was smooth as if waxed. Her figure was not plump, but Fassnut didn't care - it was right for a woman to be plump or thin It's all the same to him, he just wants to find a woman who can beat him.
He looked away from the wheat-colored skin so as not to lose control.
At this moment, Little Violet came over with an apple, and she sat cross-legged on the head of the bed, peeling the fruit for him.The Hessian generation produces this kind of dark red apple. Some people call it snake fruit, and some call it blood fruit, but in Fassnut's opinion, this thing is no different from the apples in the Gulf.The locals love the fruit and use it for cooking, desserts and wine.
Little Violet was peeling the apple clumsily. Fassnat saw that her fruit knife had a gap and the handle was smoothed. It must have been used for a long time.Seeing how hard she was sharpening, Fasnat said, "It's time for you to buy a new knife."
Little Violet stopped the knife in her hand and said, "I can't bear to spend the bone coins."
"I have a pocket knife in my bag, use it," Fassnut said.
"it is good."
She rummaged through Fassnut's bag, and first took out a string of beads from inside. "What's this?" she asked.
It was the amulet that Smiley Cat gave Fassnut, but he kept forgetting it. "That's an amulet my friend gave me," he said, "and bring it to me to wear."
So little violet put the amulet on him, and continued to search for the knife.After a while, she came out with a delicate knife.
Fassnut brought many knives, some of his own, and some that Smiley Cat had prepared for him.The knife that little Violet is holding at this moment is his own.It was a small dagger, made of northern cold iron, very durable; the blade was extremely sharp, with blood grooves on it, and there was a small compass on the handle.
Little Violet had obviously never seen such an exquisite thing, and she was amazed immediately: "This knife is so beautiful, if this thing is sold, it will definitely be exchanged for a lot of bone coins."
"I gave you the knife to use, not to sell," Fassnut said.
"What? Give it to me?" Little Violet asked in surprise, "My lord, this thing is too expensive, I can't accept it!"
"I don't have a hand, so I don't need it," Fassnut said. "You take it, and you can peel fruit or cut something for me."
Little Violet put the dagger back into the scabbard, and murmured, "My lord, how could you give a slave a dagger? This... this is too reckless."
"Even if I give you a hundred daggers, you won't be able to hurt me, you weak and stupid slave."
"Yes, my lord." She smirked again.
Fassnut cold-blooded, [-]
Fassnut cold-blooded, [-]
Maybe Darlock's body is too light, maybe Fasnat's strength is too great.
This person was kicked into the air unexpectedly.His body was about two meters above the ground, and amidst the screams, he flew out in a beautiful parabola, and then smashed his head on the bench in the last row of the school. With a "click", the bench broke in two.
He struggled to raise his head, and spit out blood when he opened his mouth.Immediately, his body trembled violently, and he collapsed to the ground like mud.Someone next to him touched his breath, and immediately shouted: "Dead!"
Fassnut was stunned for a moment, thinking to himself: Was my strength so great before?He flexed his ankle and tapped the floor with his toe.
When someone died, chaos broke out in the school.Some people ran out, some people went to call the priests of the temple.Fassnut stayed where he was.I did the right thing, he thought.
After a while, Priest Kalimos came. He looked here and asked, "What's going on here? Who killed him?"
Fassnut stepped forward to give a salute, and said, "Lord Karimos, it's me."
"Why did you kill?"
Fassnut had already prepared his speech, and he told Karimos the whole thing.It started when Dallock provoked him in class, and ended with Dallock hitting him in the face. "I just kicked him in defense. He died only because he was too weak."
The priest nodded, and then asked everyone, "Is that so?"
No one spoke, but a few people nodded silently.The priest nodded his head when he saw it, and said, "Since what he said is true, there is no problem. The Temple of the Queen of Worms is a place to train warriors, and weak people will be eliminated. Die here and die outside. There is no difference."
Priest Kalimos has the absolute right to speak here, and since he said so, others have no opinion.These candidates are all competitors, in other words, enemies, so no one will be sad about the death of the enemy.The priest called a few slaves in to carry the corpses and clean them up. Afterwards, he asked Fasnat, "I heard you are going to the arena this afternoon?"
"Yes, my lord."
"You don't have hands, how are you going to fight?"
"I still have feet, and I just killed someone with them."
The priest nodded solemnly, and said, "You are a warrior with potential, I don't want you to die so early. Don't forget, your body will be reshaped after you complete the four trials."
"I can kill those two demon hunters without hands, and blindly evading will only make me lose my fighting spirit."
"Very good, very good, I like your mentality." The priest laughed, "I will watch it, and behave well."
"Yes, my lord priest."
There were still four hours before the duel, and he had to prepare quickly.After leaving the school, he went to the blacksmith's shop to find a blacksmith to make him a weapon that could be firmly fixed on the prosthetic limb.
When he went to the blacksmith shop, the shrew was still swinging a sledgehammer, as if she had endless iron.Fassnet gave her the bone coin and asked her for it. The woman was shocked when she saw it, and said: "Even if this thing is made, it may not work well. I haven't seen anyone use this kind of coin." Arms fight!"
"You just have to make it for me—just fix the blade and the prosthetic, isn't it difficult?"
"It's not difficult, it's not difficult..." The thick woman took Fassnut's prosthetic limb, and Fassnut saw that her forearm had the same thick and hard hair as a man, "But I dare say, you can use this If you want to fight, you have to be hacked to death."
"Make it quickly, I'll use it this afternoon."
"afternoon?"
"I'm going to the arena in the afternoon." Fasnat said.
As soon as the woman heard this, she slammed the hammer on the anvil and shouted: "You little fool! You should have come three days in advance for such a thing. How can a weapon made in a hurry be useful? I don't think you Have you ever fought a war? The arena is full of veterans who have experienced many battles, and you will be hacked to death as soon as you enter the arena!"
"I pay, you do things, and you don't have to worry about the extra things."
"Be kind as the liver and lungs of a donkey." The woman muttered, and then began to strike iron with a hammer.Fassnut stood behind her, wanting to explain to her, but didn't know what to say.
But the woman's craftsmanship is really good, and the thing was finished soon.
"You still have an elbow and half of your forearm on your left hand, and only your upper arm on your right, so the two knives are different." The woman handed him the long and short prosthetic limbs and said, "Your left hand is more dexterous than your right, so the left hand is more dexterous than your right. The knife is sharper; your right hand used to be dominant, and your upper arm is muscular, so the knife on the right is heavier and stronger, enough to cut through heavy armor and shields."
Then the blacksmith helped Fassnat connect the prosthesis, which was firmly stuck to his flesh, and then the upper connecting rod stuck to the shoulder again.He waved his arms and felt the weight—yes, he thought to himself, a little bit like before.
The shrew blacksmith said to him: "I hope this thing can help you. If you can save your life, remember to thank me in your heart."
"If I defeat the enemy, I will pay you more money." Fassnut said.
"No need, you get what you pay for," the woman picked up the hammer and turned to forge, "Go, I still have a lot of work to do."
Fassnut saluted her back, and then left quickly.
The moment he walked out of the blacksmith shop with those weird arms, he found that he had become the focus of the crowd.Many eyes were thrown at him. He lowered his head and saw that his right arm was huge and his left arm was incomplete, like a crab with claws.But he has long been used to other people's weird eyes. Fassnat has only lived in the discrimination of others. He has always been a monster in the eyes of others.
He went straight to the arena, and the guard at the gate changed today.When the new guard saw him coming, he immediately opened the door and said, "Gladiators are free."
The door was opened twice, the skull decoration was divided into two, and a burst of fire radiated from the inside.
A passage appeared in front of him, and the passage was illuminated by the red crystal lamp in a blood-red color, just like a monster's large blood vessel.
He walked into the passage, and there was a harsh "squeak" sound from the door behind him.The door closed, and the light behind him completely disappeared, leaving only blood red in front of his eyes.The further he walked, the more dazzling the red was, but at the end of the road it was pitch black.There was a fence gate made of animal bones, and the inside of the gate was pitch black.
As he went into the darkness alone, he felt his heart surge—the battlefield, he thought to himself, my battlefield, I'm back.
A bright sun-like light suddenly flashed above his head, and he was so stabbed that he couldn't open his eyes.At this time, he heard someone shouting above his head: "He is coming!" Then there was a shout like a mountain roar and a tsunami.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was in a pit that could accommodate 1000 people. The auditorium around him was full of people, and excited faces were shouting at him.
Today's arena is packed.
Author's message:
ps: Happy birthday to Yanling Qingshang, hereby add w
Fassnut cold-blooded, six
Fassnut cold-blooded, six
He didn't expect the arena to be so big.The big pit he was in was very wide, as big as the castle square; the auditorium was built on a high platform like a city wall, and the highest point was nearly ten meters high.A huge chandelier hangs down from the ceiling of the arena, with a beautiful light shining on it, illuminating the entire arena in dark red.
The audience was shouting at him, whistling, waving, clapping, and women were blowing kisses and bouquets at him.
It must be that the rock wall behind the queen was hollowed out to create such a large place.Little Violet said that there are only more than 1000 people in the entire temple. Looking at the situation, almost half of the people from the Temple of the Queen of Worms have come.
Fassnut didn't expect so many people to come, but it didn't affect him in any way. The audience was just noisy monkeys in his eyes.
There is a three-story tower in the middle of the arena, and there are two people standing on it.One of them was Kalymus, the priest in white, and the other was a sexy woman in a bright purple dress and curly black hair.At this moment, she said loudly: "The first contestant has entered the arena!" Her voice was high-pitched and clear like a lark.The audience followed suit.
Then she bowed to the four sides and said, "It's an honor for me to preside over this fight again today! You all know me, I'm Natwig, Master of the Arena!" This time the men all cried out.Netwig has a gorgeous appearance. She has red lips, winking eyes and high heels that are as sharp as awls. The coquettish attitude she shows in her gestures can easily arouse the desire of men.
"First of all, I want to introduce the special guest this time. Everyone should stand up at this moment! It is the high priest of the Temple of the Queen of Worms—Karimus!"
Everyone stood up from their seats, paid attention to Priest Karimos, and shouted: "Karimus!"
Priest Kalimos waved to the crowd, and after shouting three times, the crowd fell silent in unison.Then the host Natway asked the priest: "Lord Karimos, I have something to ask you."
"Please, miss."
"You seldom attended gladiatorial fights before, let alone this tower. May I ask why you did this today? Does this have anything to do with this gladiatorial fight?"
Karimos laughed a few times and said, "Of course. I am very interested in today's wrestling, because this person who is playing this time is a candidate that I and Kaoda are optimistic about."
"You mean Kaoda?" she exclaimed.There was no way she didn't know who Kaoda the orc was, but she clearly needed to put on a show—for the atmosphere.
"Yes, master witcher, highland orc Kaoda—has he come?" The priest looked around.At this time, the chandelier above his head suddenly emitted a bright red beam, which pointed directly at a corner of the auditorium.Fasnat saw a burly figure standing there, it was the orc Kaoda.
"Master Priest." Kaoda bowed to him.
"Well." Karimos nodded, and continued, "It is him, our only master witcher, he is the candidate I recommend. Personally, I am also very optimistic about him. He He has strong force, a resolute spirit, a cold mind, and even he..." The old priest laughed, "And he has the most handsome face here."
The women screamed, and flower petals, handkerchiefs, and hats were thrown at him.So annoying!He thought to himself, these female monkeys are so annoying!
"This person is Fasnat, the gladiator of the black flag party this time." After the priest finished speaking, Fasnat noticed a huge black flag planted on the side of the passage behind him.
Then the hostess asked: "Then Master Sacrifice, Master Kaoda, why are you so optimistic about this..." She looked at Fasnat with a smile on her face, "Where is the handsome guy with beautiful blue eyes? "
What a disgusting woman, Fasnat thought while looking at the woman on the tower.
The priest said: "Because he has outstanding military exploits - Kaoda, tell me."
The orc nodded and said loudly: "I brought this young man named Fasnat. I met him in Bear Mountain. When we first met, we had a fight. I beat him by half a point, but It can be said that they are evenly matched." After he finished speaking, the audience was amazed, but Fassnut felt his face was hot and thought: I lost to him no matter what.
"But he really gained my respect because of the subsequent Battle of Bear Castle. In that battle, this boy alone killed the city wall of Bear Mountain and slaughtered at least a hundred cultists who served the ferocious demon!" People exclaimed again, But the orc followed closely and said: "And he also slashed one ogre with his hands, and killed the other with a trick! He is a brave and resourceful warrior. I have been hunting ogres for 30 years, but I have never seen such a monster." The hero! Most importantly, he is the only one, so the priest and I agree that he can become a great warrior in the future!"
The crowd cheered for him, not just the women this time, but the men too.Fassnut was not good at dealing with other people's compliments, so he involuntarily turned his gaze to the floor.
At this time, the priest on the high tower said: "However, he also paid a terrible price. His hands were lost in that battle." I still think he is a warrior." The priest said, "Today he went to the arena for glory, we must give him this chance, and I think he has prepared his weapon—Fasnat, you are ready ?"
"Please start quickly." Fassnat said with his head held high, "I'm not here to listen to your chat!"
After hearing this, the priest laughed, and Natway next to him also laughed. She said to Fasnat: "Strong, tough, cold, and handsome-Fasnat, I remember your name. I think I'm about to fall in love with you!" She said and blew a kiss to Fassnut, and then the men in the stands roared and the women hissed.
Fassnut glanced at her and said, "That's your own business, miss, I only care about when the wrestling can start."
"Ah, you can really hurt a woman's heart. You little enemy!" the woman on the tower covered her heart and said to Fassnut in a coquettish tone. After she finished speaking, she turned to the audience and said, " Now, invite gladiators with white flags!"
The gladiators of the white flag were those witchers. Two witchers came out from the passageway of the white flag opposite Fasnat.The two men were shirtless, painted with oil paint patterns, holding strong and reliable weapons, and shouted loudly towards the auditorium.
Fassnut picked up two knives of different lengths and sharpened them.
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