Chapter 223 Gladiator
Ryan returned to the "Windmill Tavern" in the Mechanical City.
After all, his goal was still the slave gladiatorial contest later on.
But he didn't expect that when he went there, the "Windmill Tavern" was closed down!
…
Ryan walked out of the alley and suddenly felt very puzzled.
It was open just now, why is it closed now ?
Although he vaguely felt that this was related to the previous events, he still found it incredible.
It was you who rescued the person, so what does it have to do with others?
He walked down the street a little depressed, intending to wander around and find a place to stay. He thought that since the taverns were closed, the gladiatorial contest should also be cancelled.
Unexpectedly, not long after walking, he ran into the broker with the mustache again.
It’s the familiar phrase for attracting customers, but with a different name for the pub.
"Hey, sir, would you like a drink? There is a wonderful barbarian slave gladiatorial contest at the Oak Tavern tonight..."
Ryan was embraced by the man with a mustache again, and then the man with a mustache also recognized him.
The man with the mustache greeted him with exaggerated enthusiasm, "Oh! Honorable doctor, you didn't drink enough just now, did you? Sorry, no one expected to encounter such an emergency."
When Ryan heard about the gladiatorial contest, he stopped again, pretending to be unhappy and complaining: "The 'Windmill Tavern' you introduced to me is terrible! I paid for half of the drinks and saw a nice girl, but the tavern was closed! I shouldn't have believed you..."
The man with the mustache looked like he had lost his parents, and he quickly explained, "Dear sir, no one wants something like this to happen. But no one expected that the 'ghost girl' would come, and she almost fell to her death in the gambling den... Fortunately, there was an unlucky doctor who got rid of the 'ghost girl'. Oh, of course I'm not talking about a doctor like you..."
Apparently, he didn't know that the "unlucky doctor" was Ryan.
The guy gave a long explanation, which roughly meant that the boss closed the restaurant because he thought it was unlucky. Then he introduced him to a new tavern, the Oak Tavern.
The man with the mustache continued to introduce enthusiastically: "Although the gambling stall of the Oak Tavern is a little small, if you like gambling on cards, betting on gladiatorial contests is actually more exciting. If you can bet on a few upsets, you will definitely make a lot of money..."
Ryan pretended to be interested and asked, "What kind of gladiatorial contest is that? Didn't you say that it was only held at the Windmill Tavern?"
Moustache: "It's the one at the Windmill Tavern! But because the tavern is closed, it was changed to the Oak Tavern. You know, the bookmaker has already opened the odds, and the game tonight will definitely take place, otherwise those big bosses will lose a lot of money..."
"oh?"
Ryan was embraced by the enthusiastic little mustache man and reluctantly went to the Oak Tavern again.
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The layout of the "Oak Tavern" is similar, and it is also located in the underground cabin of the Mechanical City.
Moreover, it is also lively here.
But listening to the guests' conversations, it seemed that many of them had "transferred" here just like him.
It was a noisy tavern, and the topic that everyone talked about the most was naturally the previous "Windmill Tavern Closure Incident".
Ryan walked across the dance floor and listened to a few words.
"That 'ghost girl' is really weird! I heard about it from others before, and I didn't quite believe it. But when I saw the blood just now, I felt dizzy. Then I lost eight games in a row, and I was so angry that I left on the spot. That bastard dealer got it right away."
"The dealers are not having an easy time either. Now all the gambling dens have closed down, and the losses are even greater..."
"Haha, you left too early and didn't see the exciting part. I heard that the dog shop lost tens of thousands of gold coins after a guy won 21 bets in a row. Otherwise, the boss wouldn't have announced the closure of the business."
"Ah, someone actually won money? How can you win money after meeting that plague god?"
"Haha, of course I won... But I wouldn't dare win that much money even if I were given it."
"What happened?"
"Just now, I heard that the guy got rich overnight and wanted to find two girls to have some fun. Just when he was getting excited, he suddenly died. The two girls were so scared that they ran out with their white butts naked, screaming so loudly that everyone on half the street knew about it..."
"So weird?"
“…”
When Ryan heard this, he finally understood what had happened at the Windmill Tavern after he left.
I had only heard about it before, but now I have experienced it myself. The "bad luck" buff of the little girl named Naretta seems to be really evil.
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The man with a mustache led Ryan directly to the arena on the next level, where the noise could be heard from a long distance .
The layout of the arena was a bit like the indoor basketball court in the previous life, except that the central court had become an octagonal iron cage, covering an area of 400 to 500 square meters. It was sealed by thick and strong steel cable nets on all sides.
There were already thousands of people sitting in the stepped stands, and it was extremely noisy.
Ryan sat down and picked up the match list and betting form on the stool.
Slave fighting is a long-standing "entertainment activity" in the two great empires of Theed and Omar, and is highly sought after by the upper class.
Because it was a fight to the death, it was extremely bloody.
The gladiators were ruthless, and there were endless killing moves. Most of the gladiators were war slaves. When these elite warriors on the battlefield entered the arena, they would show their brutal side that the nobles who lived in the mechanical city and enjoyed themselves could not see, which was also very entertaining.
Also because it is a fight to the death, there are many unpredictable factors and the gambling is very entertaining.
In the past, there were no slaves in the Glory City, and this kind of bloody duel competition was also strictly prohibited. Now that the country has been established, the tricks played by the nobles of Omahid have also spread here, and the business is getting more and more popular.
There are eight fights tonight.
They are all marked on the event list, such as "Headless Ghost", "Undertaker", "Ruthless Iron Hand"... They are all code names for gladiators.
The betting slip contained the odds and some brief information, including height, weight, maximum punching power, level of transcendence, what fighting techniques he was good at, and his previous identity...
All gladiators have a 100% win rate and no losses.
Because once the match starts, only one gladiator can walk out of the octagon alive.
The only difference between all gladiators is the number of consecutive victories they have.
Ryan had absolutely no interest in watching his own kind fight for fun.
He set his eyes on the final introduction, his brows furrowed slightly.
[Game 8: Barbarian Viper vs. Iron Head Jack, odds of winning or losing 1.12:4.8; odds of match time 3 minutes 1:1.2, 5 minutes 1:12, 8 minutes...]
Ryan was still looking at the details on the event list, but the gamblers around him started a heated discussion.
"Hey, old Parker, who are you looking for tonight?"
"It's hard to say for the first few games. After all, there have been many upsets recently. If we only look at the wins, it's hard to say which one is a sure win. Only the last game is a sure win."
"Pah, I know the last match is a sure win. That barbarian 'Viper' has won 36 matches in a row. He is no match for any human gladiator of the same level! I'm going to buy the first few matches first, and if I win, I'll bet on that barbarian in the end..."
"Haha, I think so too. Although the odds are a little lower, it's a sure win. Anyway, I'm all in and bet two million. I shouldn't miss the money given by the dealer for free..."
"But then again, the Barbarians are really strong. Their fighting skills may seem wild, but they are not weaker than the 'Six Secret Styles' of the Fighter Sequence..."
"It's hard to say. In the upset match seven days ago, wasn't that barbarian killed?"
"Tsk! That's obviously the dealer's doing, right? That barbarian won three games in a row, and was finally killed after being seriously injured in the extra game..."
“…”
As Ryan listened to the gamblers' conversation, a strange look flashed across his face.
He suddenly realized that this gladiatorial contest seemed to be part of a trap, waiting for someone to jump in. However, it seemed that there was only one Coleman warrior tonight, and Habu's "auction items" would not appear.
The bunny girl next to him was still waiting for him to place his bet. Ryan looked calm and filled in a few bets at random, placing a bet of about one million liso.
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The gladiatorial contest began, the host came on stage, and the cheers from all around became louder and louder.
First, introduce the fighters to show the gamblers their condition so that they can collect the last wave of bets.
Ryan seemed to be watching the fighters in the octagon with interest, but his eyes were scanning everyone in the stands.
If this is a trap, then there must be an ambush.
With just a glance, without him having to identify them, the "intelligent brain" identified several people whose eyes were not on the fighting field. Perhaps those guys were also inspecting the "abnormal spectators" in the stands.
Ryan collected his thoughts and looked normal.
"Now, the first fight begins!"
The host announced the end, walked out of the cage, and then locked the two entrances and exits.
The first match was an appetizer, featuring two female gladiators.
They were not wearing any protective gear, and were all topless, with the only clothing being a pair of short leather pants. When the battle started, they stood there facing each other with crude shields and iron swords, and moved around cautiously.
This is somewhat similar to the "women's sumo" in the Tang Dynasty. Bare-chested, it is said to be a fight, but it is also selling erotica.
Both female gladiators were first-level [Awakeners], but judging by their pace, they were both experienced Transcendents. The event list said that one was a war slave, a female knight who had once served under a defeated noble; the other was a professional fighting slave raised by a noble family.
In the stands, cheers and shouts were getting louder and louder.
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
“…”
At this time, the two female gladiators found the right opportunity and collided with each other. The violent impact made their chests rise and fall, which also attracted a wave of whistles and strange laughter from the gamblers.
Ryan felt calm, but imitated the gamblers' excitement, whistling and cheering for the side he bet on.
The fights are very entertaining to watch, but only if they are kept to a certain extent.
But once the cage is sealed, it is destined that only one person will be able to walk off the stage alive.
Both female fighters were experienced in combat, but even though they were evenly matched at first, they gradually became angry with each other.
The loser is doomed, and no one holds back.
They didn't even have leather armor on their bodies, so a single cut on their skin would surely leave a horrible wound that tore open the flesh. And because of the intense exercise, the blood gushed out like a fountain.
There was blood at the beginning, and the scene became extremely bloody afterwards, turning into a fight between the two sides.
Like a slaughterhouse, blood spurted everywhere. The warm smell of blood soon spread throughout the fighting arena.
But it was just such a scene that made those well-dressed nobles and ladies scream with excitement. This was a "stimulation" they had never experienced before.
In the end, the female knight chopped off the other party's head, twisted the bloody head and raised it up, declaring the duel over.
She won the victory, but she herself looked like a bloody person, with several horrible scars all over her body. As she walked off the stage, blood flowed all over the floor, but she became numb and used to it.
The winning gamblers cheered hysterically as they watched the female knight chop off her opponent's head with one blow.
"Haha, I won! I made a small profit of half a million!"
"I told you, the female knights coming back from the battlefield are more powerful..."
“…”
Ryan also won. He just followed the gamblers around him and bought casually, but he was not at all upset.
