"Why is this so?"

Lying in the straw pile, Yi stared blankly at the dark ceiling and asked a question.

He tried hard to recall what happened before, and took a good look at it.

After leaving the world of little Arthur, Diana returned to Prato to continue to fight with those who engaged in pyramid schemes.

According to the arrangement of the God of Space, Charles took a short rest in Piran Port as last time before performing the second task of repairing the gap in the world.

Before this mission, he pinched his shoulders to the God of Space sitting beside the bed in the bedroom and asked, "Excuse me, will I get an extra reward every time I perform a mission?"

The God of Space said as a matter of course: "It's not good for me to let you do it."

Charles didn't expect him to answer so directly, he couldn't help hugging him from behind, and said tearfully, "You are so kind to me!"

"Hum hum hum~" the **** of space said again, "then you become a slime and use it as a mattress for me."

He thought to himself, fortunately, this guy didn't make himself a mattress back then, but he turned into a mattress and looked like it was fun.

"It's really comfortable!" He thought as he rolled on the mattress.

He patted the mattress and said, "Let me sleep here for a while."

After speaking, he lay down.

Mattress Xi suddenly felt his body and mind relax, and soon fell asleep.

It's just that when the mattress wakes up, he finds himself in a new world.

Not to mention the new world, work is needed.

I don't even talk about being by the river. Three of the first three times I fell into the river.

But now he is naked, with no pants, no storage rings, only a necklace hanging around his neck, the pendant is a thumb-sized world gap repairer.

It didn't matter, the most important thing was that he felt nauseated and uncomfortable. He felt like he wanted to vomit but couldn't spit it out. At the same time, he felt that his head was run over by a road roller.

It seems like it's summer here, and if you don't wear clothes, you will not die for a while.

Before his head was completely awake, a large convoy came here to station and rest, and Charles soon joined them as a captured slave.

Maybe it was because of someone's good looks, handsome appearance, well-proportioned muscles, and smooth skin without scars and other flaws, he got a separate wooden cage.

"What a pity!" The caravan's steward shook his head and left the wooden cage, as if regretting the loss of an expensive commodity.

This person is very good-looking and even better, but there is a problem with his brain, and he is confused when answering, and he cannot be cultivated and sold as a face at all.

The competition in this year's head-to-head industry is very fierce. Only good skin is not enough. It also needs to be careful, considerate, and tongue-in-cheek, so as to bring more psychological enjoyment to customers outside of physiology. .

Although the muscles on this man's body are good, but there are no traces of calluses and other marks left by using weapons for a long time on his hands, you can tell what he looks like at a glance.

However, the appearance goods also have the selling points of the appearance goods. With some gimmicks, they are far more valuable than ordinary consumables.

When Charles adapted to the laws of this world, he found that he had been locked up in a place similar to a prison cell.

He has already figured out the situation. There is no magic in this world. Although his mental power can still be used, he has not detected any magic elements around him.

Then he tried to release the elemental phoenixes in his body, but they seemed to be asleep and couldn't wake up no matter how they called.

However, magical techniques on the Reimu side, such as soul vision, mental retardation halo, and soul shock, can still be used, but they can only provide energy by converting their own mental power into the power of faith.

Because of this, he was the only one in the entire dungeon-like dormitory who was not harassed by bugs such as fleas and mosquitoes.

He also inquired about the current situation. This is the arena belonging to Mr. Hozenproz. The scale of this duel arena is world-famous, and wonderful shows are put on every day.

And he slapped someone, unfortunately, it became a prop for the performance, and it was a one-time use.

It is impossible for the arena owner to keep these props for a long time, and it is not just disposable chopsticks, so after giving them a few days of oatmeal with a little minced meat, the performance began.

On the day of the performance, Charles was taken to put on some gorgeous clothes, sprinkled some perfume, and hung a good-looking long sword around his waist. This sword looked shiny, but the blade and saw about there.

Some of the other slaves who were sent over at the same time wore soldiers' clothes and carried crude shields and weapons; Women in skirts can only carry baskets.

The weather was nice, the wind was sunny, and the huge arena was packed.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, a team that looked like a nobleman walking slowly walked into the center of the venue.

There was a very loud host who shouted loudly: "A beautiful day, the young master is traveling among the green trees..."

Naturally, his voice could not be heard clearly by the entire venue, as long as it was heard by the audience in the nearby VIP seats.

Sitting on the lift chair and playing the role of the young master, he looked around and admired the owner of this arena a bit.

There are many wooden boxes in the field, and some small trees and flowers are planted in the boxes, which are regarded as forests.

The people in this team were told before the show to just walk to the open space in the middle of the field, and then listen to the actors who came out next, and the performance ended with a drumstick per person.

These slaves have been eating oatmeal with minced meat these days, so there is no doubt that they will have chicken legs tonight.

The props full of blind thoughts about chicken legs sparsely came to the center of the arena, and then stopped to wait for the protagonist to appear.

"The journey back home is always full of expectations. The snow-white body is waiting for me on the bed, and I hope there are no **** to work on it."

"The woods are full of danger, and a loud roar drove away the soft body in the young master's mind!"

Following the host's explanation, the roar of the beast came from the wall of the arena.

A fence on the wall opened, and a man-tall saber-toothed tiger dashed out from inside.

Charles was thrown down, and the other props did not expect that the protagonist of the show was a man-eating beast, and was immediately frightened and fled.

He suspected that the two people who were carrying the lift chair were Tuo, because they threw themselves at the saber-toothed tiger before they ran away.

Needless to say, other people, from the hope of eating chicken legs, instantly turned into the despair of being chicken legs. Many people collapsed on the spot. A small number of people were too weak to run and could only crawl on the ground. Some people were even caught on the spot. scared to death.

"Ferocious beasts that feed on human flesh!"

"Its claws can shred shields like a robber shreds a girl's dress!"

"Its teeth can crush skulls and use the brains inside as fine wine!"

"The young master, who is full of love in bed, stayed like a log in front of the beast, and even forgot to open his legs to escape!"

At this time, the host was very depressed, and the performance should be a little dramatic.

The one who played the young master looked in good health, and could run two laps under the tiger's mouth, so as to whet the audience's appetite, and when he was finally bitten to death, the audience's emotions were even more aroused.

But now he was standing there stupidly, and he had to remind him to run away.

Please, is the host so good? It's tiring to shout so loudly, and you have to spend your brain thinking about words on the spot, so you can reduce your workload.

Charles stood there a little speechless, thinking that the boss of this arena is a mess.

This saber-toothed tiger is fierce enough, looks hungry for days, and may have been drugged from its abnormally red eyes.

This guy is also wearing a beautiful helmet on his head, and the front half of his body is tied with patterned armor.

The most important thing is that Charles found that the saber-toothed tiger looked at him a bit wrong, as if he had some qualities that attracted it.

Soon Charles's mouth twitched, and it seemed that there was a problem with the perfume he sprinkled on himself before he appeared on the stage.

But there was not much time for him to think about other things, and the saber-toothed tiger launched a final charge towards him.

The host gave up and reminded the guy to escape. He drank some iced wine to rest his throat, and thought about how to mobilize the atmosphere when the saber-toothed tiger hunted other items to prepare for the protagonist's appearance.

The saber-toothed tiger leaped high and rushed towards the wooden young master.

The audience suddenly shouted, some people screamed in horror, and more people let out excited shouts.

Charles naturally won't sit still and let himself become the dung of a saber-toothed tiger.

Although he couldn't use magic, he didn't carry all kinds of killing weapons, and he only had a blunt prop sword in his hand, but this kind of beast that was just a little ferocious was not a big problem in his eyes.

However, since it's a performance now, let's make it a little more dramatic.

The blood plate of the saber-toothed tiger approached rapidly, and you could even feel the stench it exhaled.

Charles moved~lightnovelpub.net~ He completed drawing, stabbing, and drawing swords between lightning and flint.

The cheap long sword pierced from the saber-toothed tiger's mouth, passed through the upper jaw, and penetrated its brain with a huge impact.

When the long sword was drawn, the saber-toothed tiger was already dead and collapsed in front of Charles' feet.

The entire arena instantly quieted down, as if the tens of thousands of spectators who had just shouted were all wooden people.

In the passage where Charles and the others just came out, behind the fence door stood a burly man with a sluggish expression holding a double-edged axe.

He should be the protagonist of this show.