Struggling Hard As The Lord Of A Castle In A Different World

I was coming with Altair to Black Land where the Knights were supposedly flushed.

Naturally, as an escort, Orion and Sakya are also following, all dressed in robes and discreet attire before entering a small private house, outside the city.

In this, they have an underground arena where evil hobbyist aristocrats make slaves fight and spectacle, but the exterior just looks like an onboro little folk house.

There is a Lizardman man standing in the house, with a sharp glance and intimidating this one.

Altair does not cower and approaches the man.

When I look at that guy thinking he won't suddenly hit me or anything, I hear him because he seems to be negotiating something.

"Olesama Omaemarkaziri"

"Me too, you round."

…………

Was it a euphemism, or was there nothing a little better?

That's what I think. Suddenly the Lizardman tribe man took the spear and hit Altair.

But Griffon, the devil in the swallow tail suit who held back, grabbed the head of the Lizardman tribe and slammed it against the wall.

The Lizardman tribe has lost their mind in one blow and is trembling with pixie.

"Phew..."

"What, you didn't get the word right?

"No, I don't understand the language Lizardman speaks in the first place"

"No, but you didn't say anything that sounded like a euphemism."

"Appropriate."

I'm just saying it's fair to say that I'm going to fuck you too!

Looking at this guy as if there was something surprisingly out-of-the-box, Griffon found a staircase leading down to the basement with a force move.

"Hey, are you okay, forcing me in like this"

"I don't mind. It's worse to keep an unspoken watch."

"That's right..."

Slowly descending the dim underground staircase, you reach the iron lattice door.

The lantern lights are glowing and a creepy man in a robe, wondering what it is, is offering his hand over the iron fence.

When Altair paid the man a gold coin, the man in the robe unlocked the iron lattice and led us inside.

"Weapon."

When the man brings us to a place lined up with small boxes like lockers, he stores all his gear inside the box and locks it.

"I'm in trouble when I get run over by someone as strong as you."

That's what the man tells us to put the key back on us and take it back out of the box when we leave.

"The two husbands with titles seem to have a lot of good feathers."

The man in the robe grins with a nigga and a humble grin when he sees the Sakya and Orions following him from behind. Apparently, this man is the guide to the arena.

"What's the highlight of today's match?

Altair pretends to be ignorant and asks the guide about the Knights.

"A Kurt female knight came in recently. The knights we talked about the other day and all the knights we lost came to us. The people here hate the righteous Knights. Their duel will be exciting."

"Ho, but do you want slaves against the Knights?

"You can't win if you're supposed to. But there's a way to seal up the power..."

As the guide opened the arena door and went inside, he heard an awesome cheer.

"" "Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!

The arena is a circular donut-shaped stadium, and the outer perimeter viewing seats are joined by nobles wearing masks calling for them to be killed while gripping some kind of paper.

Looking at the center of the stadium following their gaze, there's a muscular Lizardman tribe man confronting his opponent as he wields a chained iron ball.

I'm dealing with...

"Zeno after all..."

There was the figure of Zeno Sturmfausen, head of the Holy Cross Knights Third Chevalier Regiment.

Her figure is not her usual bright white knight's clothing, her breasts and groin hidden to an extent of sorrow, she is also poorly equipped to call a bikini armor, one foot fitted with a heavy looking addition and an iron ball.

The weapon was a wooden shield like a toy and a blade spilled copper axe, more decently equipped even by a runaway adventurer, a miserable figure.

"Kill her, you fucking bitch! I bet you a million vestas! If you lose, I'll kill you!

Apparently they're gambling and everyone here enjoys killing each other as a spectacle (game).

What a noble hobby.

But no matter how tough the opponent is, Zeno has a huge amount of magic and I don't know if it's Armor Knights or Archangel, but there's no way to lose because he can invoke a very strong robot.

Altair and I sat side by side in the audience, and after watching the game for a while, the gambler approached us, how much would you bet? I've heard that. I said no, but Griffon bet that woman a hundred grand and Zeno.

"You're vulnerable to beatings, so you better not."

"This is the time to win"

I'm embarrassed by Altair, but Griffon laughs niggardly showing her fangly sharp teeth.

"What's the rate?

When Altair asks the gambler, Zeno is twenty times more, and surprisingly, more people seem to bet on that Lizardman.

"Then I'll give that lizard man a million."

The gambler notes the stakes, bows his head to both of them, and then goes down.

Apparently you don't have to pay for it on this occasion. That's what you said about the aristocratic playground.

"Hey, you okay? Bet a million. He's the Zeno, isn't he?

I'd bet 100% on Zeno.

"I'm fine. She'll never win."

For some reason Altair smiled confidently and put his arms on his hiccups and put a cheek wand on them.

I'm not sure why I'm so full of confidence, and I keep looking at the duel.

Then Zeno fights off Lizardman's attack, while it feels like it's finally time to start over. I don't even feel fine dust on the strength I felt when I had it before.

"What the hell..."

If that guy does it with magic or something dokan...... Oh, well, maybe they're sealing the magic by wearing a flat collar because of the slave fall... I think so. I look at her neck, but she has a dirty chained collar.

But that's not a flat collar, no matter what you think, it's just a collar.

Just moments after an approximate look, Lizardman's iron ball plunges into Zeno's belly, and she is blown away like a pinball, clashing against a high wall near the viewer's seat.

"Wow... looks painful"

Normally, a blow to the KO seemed unmistakable, but Zeno stands up with an axe instead of a cane as the earth smokes up.

Lizardman grins at his mouth, stretching his long tongue and slowly approaching him.

With a flirty Zeno in front of him, Lizardman throws away the iron ball and punches him in the stomach with that thick arm.

I bend over to her bodily writing and I hear an unpleasant noise.

Zeno, stunned by just one blow, fell to the front glance while holding his belly as it was.

"Winner, Dormus!

When the referee makes the winner's declaration, Lizardman boasts a victory with one arm up and falls back to refrain from playing. All that was left was the appearance of the miserable Zeno, who fell at the forefront.

I'm hoping to get her to the infirmary ASAP, but I don't see how she's going to be recovered. He thinks he's going to be left there until he wakes up on his own, throwing bottles of wine and garbage in the ring that the nobleman seemed to have wagered on Zeno.

"I'm not kidding, you fucking bitch! How much do you think I bet on you!

"Die and apologize!

"What's the strongest knighthood, don't lose it! I don't have a clue!

For the first time since the audience told me, I notice one of the twats on Zeno's head is broken.

"The Kurts can't do anything like that when the tuna breaks. It's like a bug with a tentacle."

When Altair drops his gaze, one cockroach is running around under the chair.

Griffon steps on it with his feet.

"They're less than cockroaches right now."

"You don't have to say that..."

I thought so, but his eyes aren't looking at Zeno and touch his own hat.

Surely Altair was also Kurt, and the tuna was broken. Perhaps I realized that the word now was not directed at Zeno, but at myself.

[Then we'll do an exit match more than this. The match card is with Zeno Sturmfausen]

An iron fence on the ringside opens at the same time as the announcement, and a four-legged warcraft emerges from the back.

A monster with bat feathers on his back and a scorpion poisonous tail on his maddening face like a lion.

Probably a monster that even decent adventurers escape barefoot.

[It's a manticore. There are no dividends for Exhibition Matches, so enjoy the show purely]

"Wait a minute, Zeno just fought, there's no way he can do another fight"

She regains consciousness when the man in the Zuta bag shows up and pours water towards Zeno.

When the man immediately escapes, he closes the exit gate and locks Manticore and Zeno inside the ring.

All of a sudden a monster appears in front of her, axed without knowing, but her legs tremble and her complexion is bright blue.

Naturally, it's impossible to stand up to a monster like that without equipment on top of a hand.

"They're gonna kill Zeno before he joins us."

"I'm fine. Manticore's back teeth are pulled out, and there's no poison-tailed needle."

"That's not what this is about!? That twitch just kills normal people."

"Right."

"That's it, you..."

Zeno is desperately fleeing, trying to climb the outer walls with the high seats of the spectators, and desperately rocking the iron lattice at the exit. aristocrats laughing so much at the motion as funny.

No, I'd say anyone would be hit by the same cage as a frenzier monster than a lion. The nasty laughter of the nobles makes me feel uncomfortable.

"Orion"

"I can't do it. The distance to the ring is too far away"

"Sakya"

"When I enter here... the spear... was taken"

They did make me keep all my weapons when I walked in here...

"But... if you help him, you can kick him in the head."

"That's right, Dragon Knight, you're not half as good as a leg."

But suddenly it's too conspicuous to intrude.

"Do you have any discreet hands..."

The galaxy is pointing at itself all the time.

"Do you have any good hands..."

"Ah, that hall, if I were you, I could tailor that warcraft without anyone noticing me"

"Do you have any good hands..."

"Oh, that!

Even though I deliberately ignored it, the galaxy came right in front of me, and when I could, I would have a rich chest.

"............... how are you going to do it? We're unarmed."

With that said, the galaxy takes out something like a whistle from the valley of its breasts.

"I will finish with a blow arrow made from Maurette poison Tengdake poison, given to me by this Mr. Matsutake."

"... that your lung capacity can be hit by a manticore more than fifty meters from here?

"Meh, if you get close enough"

Anyone would notice if they were desperately stretching an arrow from the outside wall of the ring.

I can't help it, it makes me stand out, but do you ask Sakuya?

"Sakya"

"Yeah...... I'll work hard for you"

What a jerk.

That's what I think, Griffon stands by Sakuya.

"... what?

Don't move.

Griffon's saying don't move would be to tell him not to do anything.

"That's the end of the weak."

"But not like this."

"I'm not going to kill you. While we are being used as a gateway to aristocratic stress"

Altair looks gracefully at the ring with his hands together.

"You're telling me to let it stay sandback?

"If you correct the original, she also has a cause. If we had a more special attitude toward the inhabitants here, this is how they would have been dropped underground and not made into spectacles, they would have just been sold to whorehouses and abnormal sexuality nobles."

"Is that the better one?

"It means that what I've done is returning to me. And."

Altair signals with his gaze, Griffon shoots an invisible demon bullet into the ring. Then the bee sounded and the demon bullet was played in the hollow.

"There is a barrier around the ring to prevent disengagement"

…………

Altair and Griffon tell him to keep him company when he finds out.

"Me, I hate this stuff"

"I know it will be unbearable to you with a strong sense of justice, but humans. Everyone lives under stress. Humans with gold like to gas out with these radical plays. Besides, the ex-knights are terrible guys, so you get the big nickname to do whatever you want."

"I don't have a good taste. I'm not convinced the irrelevant guy's gonna come together and wave his fist up."

"You don't have to be convinced to understand, do you? That's what public opinion is, proof that it's shapeless and liquid."

"I'm not sure what you're talking about."

Eventually Zeno, who had been badly assaulted in the ring, stopped moving again.

Was the nobles refreshed around here, Manticore is returned to the cage and Zeno is cluttered by the man in the Zuta bag and disappears to the exit point.

"Well, I'll have a little chat with her owner (owner). You should see her."

With that said, Altair disappears with a griffon toward the VIP table.

I was worried about Zeno and ran right to the players' room.

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