Three Philosophical Questions for Travelers

"That's 1 pieces!" Little Violet's expression was distorted by excitement, she grabbed Fassnut's two severed arms with terrifying strength, "1 pieces! You can buy whatever you want! No one in the Hou Temple has 1 bone coins!"

The high priest has it, and definitely more than ten thousand.

He said to Little Violet: "This money is not for you to spend indiscriminately, it is for ransom. After paying the money, you will become a free man."

"Become a free person?" She blinked. "After becoming a free person, what can I do? Will I continue to follow you?"

"Whatever you want," Fasnat said.

"Oh, shall I marry you?" she asked suddenly.

Palaces, gowns, garlands, companions, the images flashed through Fasnat's mind, making him feel ashamed. "No, no! You're just a stupid slave," he said.

This time little Violet didn't smirk like before, she lowered her head and said, "Yes, I'm sorry."

I said too much, and Fassnat suddenly felt distressed when he saw her lonely appearance. She is really not qualified to marry me. She is too weak. I don’t want a weak woman, and I can’t marry a slave. be a disgrace to me.But...but she can't be a slave forever, maybe I want her to take care of me, maybe I can...

Damn it.He frowned in annoyance, I was so stupid, I was infected by this stupid slave.She's just a slave, I shouldn't think so much about it.

"Continue to read the letter."

"Yes, my lord."

This time, little Violet didn't read those nasty love letters anymore. She tore open the envelope and read: "To the gladiator warrior, Fasnat with the broken arm. I am a gladiator eager to win, and I saw your Fight, I am moved by your strength and wisdom. I hope to fight with you on the last day of this month..."

"Remember this person's name and arrange the schedule for me." Fassnut interrupted her, "If I remember correctly, this is the sixth challenger."

"Yes, my lord, are you going to fight at the end of the month?"

"Yeah." Fassnut said.He needs bone coins, and now he has fifteen hundred bone coins on him.These ancient coins were rewarded to him after passing the first assessment.The content of the first assessment was to fight against a demon hunter. As a result, he was one against two in the arena, so the assessment was unnecessary. Priest Kalimos directly exempted him from the test and gave him double the bonus.Next, he still needs to pass three assessments. The total bonus of the three assessments is about [-], so he still needs to make some money in the arena.

He likes the arena and fights.Only when he was fighting did he feel alive, he could even feel his hands—the left hand was dexterous, the right hand was rough, and those two knives were his hands.Since the knife was installed, his phantom limb has never been in pain.

At this time, he heard a knock on the door, and as soon as Little Violet opened the door, he saw the orc Kaoda standing outside the door.The guy came up and said:

"Little devil, go out and practice?"

Fassnut was restless, two

Fassnut was restless, two

Fassnat stood up from the bed suddenly, he skillfully screwed on the long and short wrist blades, and said, "Where are you going?"

"Are you really going to fight?" The orc smiled provocatively, "You swelled after you won a match? Have you forgotten how you lost to me?"

"I haven't forgotten it, and I will never forget it in my life." He crossed his arms, and the two knives rubbed lightly, making a pleasant sound.Little Violet gasped, and retreated to the wall in fright.

"Okay, come with me, and I'll see how you're doing."

"Okay." Fasnat followed him out, and before leaving, he said to Little Violet: "I guess I'll come back at night, and prepare some food in advance."

"Ah, I'm going to chapel this afternoon, and the slaves have to attend classes today, so dinner will be a little later."

"Okay, I'll wait for you outside the chapel, and we'll go together later."

"Yes, my lord."

After explaining these trivial matters, Fasnat followed the orc and left the room. On the way, the orc asked him, "When do you plan to go to the second-level assessment?"

"Just these two days."

"Aren't you ready?" The orc stared at him with a pair of huge eyes.

"What is the content of the second-level assessment?"

"Kill a monster."

Fassnut raised his eyebrows and asked, "Compared to clay figurines?"

"Much weaker than a clay figurine."

"Isn't that the end?" Fassnut said.

"Victory makes you arrogant, boy, you should know that you won last time because of luck."

Fassnat moved his wrist and fingers that no longer existed, feeling his forehead was steaming, "I am not arrogant, I attach great importance to my opponent, but only if it has the qualifications for me to attach importance to it."

"Who is qualified to make you pay attention?"

"You count as one."

They stopped at the backyard of the school, a small square used for exercising.There are a lot of fitness equipment made of stone and a variety of weapon racks on it. Several candidates are practicing swordsmanship. When they saw Fasnat and Kaoda coming, they immediately stepped aside to make room .Then someone shouted: "Come on! Come and see! It's Kaoda and the one with the blue eyes." Soon many people came to watch.

Fassnut hated these noisy crowds, and he asked the orc, "Can't you drive them away?"

The orc smiled and said, "Duels are no fun without spectators, Fassnut." As he spoke, he took out the ax and longsword from his back, the first time Fassnut had seen him use this combination of weapons.

The orc said to him: "Let's be careful with each other, I really hurt you, and the priest will get angry with me-Karimus is holding you like a treasure now!"

"Then I will restrain myself a little bit." Fasnat looked at his two knives, "I won't mutilate or kill you, but it doesn't matter if you see some blood?"

"Ha, you can try."

The moment he finished speaking, Fasnat rushed towards the orc, then he jumped up, and slashed down with a heavy knife in his right hand.The orc hurriedly crossed his sword and ax to block, but his body was shaken backwards, and then the onlookers exclaimed.

Fassnut doesn't like to be watched, and he wants a quick fix.Then he launched a fierce attack with his left hand. His left hand still has an elbow joint, and he used to be a left-handed sword, so this hand is very flexible.He stabbed the orc five times in a row, the orc blocked three times, the fourth time he was scratched in the stomach, and the fifth time the orc was stabbed in the abdomen.The wound was not deep, but enough to enrage the orc.

When Fasnat was about to stab the sixth time, he saw the orc slashing with a sword, which was enough to cut off his entire shoulder-although the orc said it would not hurt him, but Fasnat Don't dare to risk yourself.

So he squatted down quickly and jumped back, the orc's sword chased him up, Fasnat dodged sideways, and the blade edged across his scalp from the side.He jumped back again. At this time, his ponytail was loose, and his long hair was scattered in the air. After he landed, he shook his head and draped his hair behind his back.The women screamed in excitement, shouting some nasty and nasty love words.Fassnut turned his head and yelled at them: "Shut up!" These female monkeys in heat!

When he was pulling his spirit back to the battlefield, the orc's ax had already struck head-on.Fassnut blocked with both arms, and with a bang, the metal collided with sparks.At that moment, he saw the red eyes of the orc—there were spider webs of blood in those huge eyes, and the blood was sending crazy blood to his entire eyeball, and then the blood flooded his entire face , turning the orc into a red demon.

That terrifying appearance frightened Fasnat, and he recalled the scene when he lost to the orcs for the first time in a trance, and his courage immediately dissipated - I can't beat him!

But he had no time to fear, the orc immediately launched a storm-like attack.

This time he was in a state of embarrassment in parrying. The orc had a big ax in his left hand and a huge sword in his right. These two weapons were actually used with both hands, but a strong orc could wield both weapons at the same time.There is no feint or harassment in the orc's attack, every blow is a real heavy blow, and every blow can kill people.

The orc didn't seem to have the idea of ​​winning by cleverness. Every attack he made was a frontal attack. Fassnat could guess which direction he was coming from and block every attack.But with the increase in the number of blocks, his two arms were already sore and numb, and his defense was about to be broken through head-on.

Orcs are like a battering ram, ready to crush your defenses from the front.

After Fasnat blocked the tenth attack, his strength was almost exhausted.I can't go on the defensive, he thought, I must take the initiative, and the next time he strikes, I'll fire back from the side.

No. 11 times - the orc's big ax arrived as scheduled, but he failed to seize this opportunity.The orc's eyes were too terrifying, he didn't dare to attack under the gaze of that blood-red pupil.

At this moment, a clear female voice shouted outside, "Kaoda! You can't do this, you despicable orc!"

The orc stopped at the sound and said, "It's none of your business!"

Fassnut looked towards the voice and saw a woman in a dark red dress.

It is the Lord of the Arena, Natway.

She didn't wear that gorgeous gown today, but she still wore a long skirt and black silk gloves. She wore black lip gloss with silvery bright spots, her hair was tied up high and coiled together, with a thong in the middle. Bone hairpin with root pattern flower.As she walked towards this side, the sound of the high heels hitting the floor was as crisp as her voice.

"Orc, you cheated." She came over and said.

Fassnut was restless, three

Fassnut was restless, three

"What did you say?" Kaoda asked the woman walking over on catwalk, "You must be responsible for what you say, Master of the Arena!"

Netway came to Fassnut's side. This woman was tall and tall, half a head taller than Fassnut.She first threw a scalp-numbing wink at Fasnat, and then said to the orc: "I can see that you used the fear technique and the runes on your body. fair!"

It turns out that he used spells, Fassnat thought, but this is not considered cheating. I can't restrict the enemy from using spells when it comes to the battlefield.

"Meddling bitch!" the orc cursed.

Netway did not show any weakness, she stood in front of the orc with her waist in her arms, and said, "You are a famous witcher, and he is just a student here. No matter what, you should let him have a hand—ah, I There is no irony." She gave Fassnut a sorry look, but the latter ignored her, "At least you should tell him before using the spell. Orc, you just want to win, forget the rules of gladiatorial combat. "

The two quarreled like this.People started to talk about it, there were the sharp accents of the southerners, and the thick northern voices.A dog yelled in the mix, and some people laughed.

The noise was so distraught to Fassnut that he wished he could chop all the idiots down.

"Enough, I won't fight anymore." Fasnat said, "Kaoda, you won, this time I admit defeat."

"Okay then - Fasnat, when do you plan to take the assessment? When will you graduate?"

"I want to end this within half a year."

The orc smiled and said, "Ha, you can graduate from the temple in half a year, and you are also the No. You will learn about it later, every ferocious warrior will learn, let's fight next time."

"it is good."

So they left, and the crowd of onlookers also left in disappointment.Fassnut next planned to go to the chapel, where little Violet had a class, and he was going to wait for her.

I have to learn magic, even if I don't learn how to cast spells, I have to learn how to resist magic, otherwise I will lose to Kaoda.He was lost in thought, it seems that I really have to go to the library to have a look.

He walked for a while, and suddenly heard the sound of high-heeled shoes next to him. He turned his head abruptly, and saw Natway following him, their eyes collided, and Natway was smiling at him with his head down.

"Is there anything else you can do?" Fasnat asked him.

"You are so indifferent," Netway clasped her hands together, twisting like a little woman. She lowered her head and quietly raised her eyelids to look at Fassnut, but her eyes were only wide enough to see her chin. , "I'll help you out, can't you just say thank you?"

The last time he saw a woman talking like this was when Lord Haiwen and his wife were having a tryst in the forest.At this moment, the alluring master of the arena scolded him like a charming girl, he really couldn't bear it.Fassnut felt his scalp go numb, and quickly said: "Thank you, goodbye." After that, he hurried away.

However, Netway stopped in front of him and said to him, "What are you going to do next?"

"Nothing to do with you."

"If you don't answer me, I will always follow you."

"If I answer, will you leave?"

She smiled and said, "No way."

So Fasnat ignored her and kept walking, so the woman kept following him. "Are you staying here for half a year?" She kept talking, "Are you still coming to the arena? You can come to fight or be a guest, ah, do you want to come to the tower to host with me? Audience Everyone likes you, especially women, you don't need to say anything, just scold them a few words, those audiences like to be humiliated by you..."

"I'm not going to answer any of your questions, Miss Nightaway, so I suggest you keep your mouth shut," said Fassnut.

Netway smiled and said, "What if I were willing to tell you about those magic things? Would you still be so indifferent?"

She knew what I was thinking, Fasnat quickened his pace again, I can't get entangled with this woman, this person is an endless trouble.

"You want to be the best, you want to break all the rules, and you don't want to fall behind even if you lose two hands." She whispered in Fassnut's ear, "But life shouldn't be like this, you are too serious about yourself." Ruthless, my darling."

"I've written you so many love letters, haven't you read them?" Netway covered her heart and said in a very aggrieved voice, "Oh my God, I've been waiting for your reply day and night, why don't you Can this..."

You wrote all the love?He can no longer speed up his pace, he has reached the limit of walking speed, if he goes faster, he has to run.However, Netwig followed him all the time, and the two walked quickly in the temple, crossing the streets and alleys, attracting many eyes.Fed up with the stares, and tired of the woman, Fassnut stopped at a corner and said, "What the hell are you trying to do?"

"Fasnut, stay."

"Leave?"

"Stay in the Temple of the Worm Queen, stay after you graduate, come to my arena, and I will give you everything I can, including myself."

"I don't want to stay, and I don't want you." He said expressionlessly.

Netway rubbed her gums a few times, and the corners of her mouth twitched, "You must have said that on purpose, you must be, you are the best at breaking women's hearts."

"No, I'm the worst at dealing with women."

Netway sighed and said, "Blue-eyed Fasnat, listen to me, I am doing this for your own good. If you are willing to stay here, I will speak for you. After you graduate, you will There is no need to venture outside. Fasnat, I don’t know what the fate of these candidates in the Queen’s Temple will become, but I can tell you that I have never seen anyone come back.”

"They graduated and then worked as mercenaries outside. How could they come back?"

"No, that's too strange...because..." Natway hesitated at this point, "Fasnat, have you heard of such things as fierce warriors outside? We have sent them out over the years. Hundreds of graduated fighters, but I've never heard of them."

"Maybe they are doing secret work, maybe your news is not well-informed." Fasnat thinks this is nothing strange.

"But I..." Natway remained silent.

Just then, they came to the crystal windows of the chapel.Fassnat looked into the window, and he saw hundreds of bone farmers and slaves. These people were sitting on the ground, listening attentively to the speech of Priest Kalimos on the stage.

"What are you doing here?"

"Wait for her to finish class." Fassnut was looking for Little Violet with his eyes, but there were too many people, and he couldn't find it.

"Who are you waiting for?" Netway continued to ask.

"My slave girl, little Violet," he said.

"Your female slave? What's it called...Little Violet?" Natway's face froze, like sour milk.