Chapter 95: Battle and Identity

The people on the stands gradually increased.

The battle between the two mercenary captains also entered a white-hot stage; both appeared to be Transcendent Knights, one skilled with a battleaxe, the other with the common greatsword. In a fight to the death, the two gradually abandoned dignified combat methods; various dirty tricks emerged one after another, and taking the opportunity to drink various potions was naturally part of it. The seemingly deadlocked situation often decided victory or defeat in a single instant, and mostly it came unexpectedly.

A cry of surprise rose from the stands.

Luge also watched the scene in the arena with surprise. The two mercenary captains had actually driven their sharp weapons into each other's bodies simultaneously — one pierced through the chest, the other split open from the shoulder by the sharp axe. Both were half drenched in blood, rolling together entwined, and gradually neither had any breath left.

Every stand erupted in an uproar — naturally not sighing over the pair's ending, but because this result made many people lose money.

Luge pondered.

"By the strength standard of these two, find two opponents for my two friends. If only slightly stronger ones can be found, then two-on-one, a Victory-or-Defeat Duel." Luge instructed the red-nosed man beside him.

The red-nosed man bowed his head listening, and hurriedly agreed.

"My Lord, where are your two friends? When will they arrive?" The red-nosed man asked with a face full of curiosity.

"Right now." He said.

Luge waved a hand, and Aijin and Dasha appeared beside him. As early as before leaving the manor, he had already told them; both kobolds were very excited, and had been holding their weapons ready since before departure.

The suddenly appearing figures startled the red-nosed man; his attitude became even more respectful, and he kept bowing to Aijin and the others.

"You follow him; I'll watch you from here." Luge said with a smile.

A so-called Victory-or-Defeat Duel means no need to decide life or death.

Watching a strange-looking Underground Beast that had just entered the arena be driven back, the audience on the stands all grew excited.

Regulars here know this means a temporarily arranged gladiatorial duel; generally this kind always has a good show to watch. On the Noble Stand there were even people speculating it was a pair of noble young masters who quarreled over jealousy yesterday.

"Lorigo Fanxing? Young Master Lorigo, it's been a long time since I've seen you here."

A simple, honest voice came from the side.

Several men and women in gorgeous clothing ascended the Noble Stand from the stairs on the right.

"Oh? It's Edgar! Long time no see." Lorigo turned his head and greeted him.

Luge also gave a simple sweep of his gaze.

That red-nosed man handled matters quite nimbly; right at this moment an even larger Underground Beast was driven out, and simultaneously Aijin and Dasha walked out of the Gladiator's Passage holding weapons.

The battle began, and the Gladiatorial Arena welcomed a new round of cheers.

"Boring, I thought it was those two brats fighting over Lena..."

"Looks like they're cowards."

Some people on the Noble Stand expressed disappointment.

Luge stared wide-eyed, watching without blinking.

Aijin and Dasha seemed to have discussed beforehand, or perhaps practiced in private; their mutual cooperation was much stronger than the last battle.

That weird-looking Underground Beast had thick spikes growing on its back, three pairs of claws under its abdomen; it was extremely agile in its leaps, and also had a long tail. The spike at the tail's end gave Dasha no small trouble, and made Luge break into a cold sweat.

Until the two kobolds gradually adapted to the opponent's attack pattern, the scene no longer appeared so fraught with peril.

Luge also relaxed, and gradually he felt the surrounding atmosphere was off.

He looked left and right.

The center of discussion had two foci: one was Lorigo beside him, the other was that group who had just come up not long ago.

Among them he heard an interesting matter.

"That person who greeted you — does his family have someone going to the Wizard Domain?" He looked at Lorigo.

"Yes, it's said his talent is quite good; a Wizard Organization has already taken him in," Lorigo said with some envy. "The several major nobles in the city actually all have some people over there, but some have gradually lost contact, and this side is powerless. Their family currently should have only one, of Uncle Edgar's generation. This time they had someone come from over there to fetch some things, and by the way test the family juniors' talent, and discovered this child."

Luge nodded.

Perhaps some things should be pierced through, more directly, he thought.

"Do you have a way to let someone go to the Wizard Domain normally?" Luge turned his head, looking at Lorigo.

Dasha fiercely bit the tail the Underground Beast swung, swung his hammer and smashed the few eyesore spikes on its back; the Underground Beast's swift figure was also hindered by the heavy hammer, creating a new opportunity for Aijin — for a moment blood splashed flying.

The audience on the stands howled.

Young Master Lorigo was stunned for a moment.

"You... aren't you someone who returned from there?" The handsome youth spoke, then immediately switched back to his usual smile.

Luge saw it in his eyes, and also understood the meaning in Lorigo's words; simply put, the subtext was: You really are a Wild Wizard!

His previous powerful performance and uncommon methods had always let Lorigo misunderstand that he might not be a Wild Wizard. Luge had also sensed this, but never took the initiative to correct it. After all, Luge had always claimed to be a Wild Wizard, never saying he had any remarkable origin, so that was just a beautiful misunderstanding.

"When the major Underground Cities were built, they began receiving help from Wizards. Providing the talented is the duty of the Underground Cities. Every ten years, Wizards make a round to the major Underground Cities to conduct Talent Tests," Lorigo explained. "Each qualified person, when heading to the region where the Wizards are, is allowed to bring five Loyalists. Every Underground City has a Teleportation Array maintained by the City Lord. Fanxing City's Teleportation Array is in the Family Castle."

"But we are only maintainers, without the right to use it arbitrarily," Lorigo leaned close and said softly. "Wizards dislike letting ordinary people go to their places at will, because the Wizard's side is unsuitable for ordinary people to live. It's said staying near a powerful Wizard, ordinary people will fall ill. So the Teleportation Array has always had restrictions. To go there you not only need a recognized identity; depending on the receiving Wizard Organization, there are different Transmission Coordinates."

For the Wizards, testing once every ten years, those left here are all Eliminated. There's indeed no need to open the door wide for them, Luge thought.

But this wasn't good news for him; it was as if the road was blocked. He was a genius who had been missed, after all no one had been seen going into a kobold nest to test talent.

Of course this was just teasing, because even in the major Ground Cave Domains, there would certainly be missed talented people.

"Don't let them fight anymore. Those two abnormally tall kobolds — I bought them. Don't damage my treasures." A hoarse female voice said.

Luge sharply turned his head. At some point that red-nosed man had come to the Noble Observation Stand again, only this time standing respectfully among that other wave of nobles.

That group of noble men and women faintly surrounded a woman in a long robe. Among them was Edgar, of the family where the talented child was newly discovered. So this woman's identity was easy to guess. Probably the one entrusted by someone, who returned from there to fetch things.

The other party seemed to have sensed his Spiritual Power fluctuation as well, and looked over this way.

The red-nosed man was currently sweating profusely explaining to Edgar's group that those two fighters were not their arena's property.

(Chapter End)