As a new city, Vila Nova Dônia couldn't do without some necessary entertainment and public places.
Due to the influence of Aishi culture over the years, some places weren't just buildings. They represented needs and services.
For example, there were bars that sold intelligence, small markets that introduced gray missions, and inns that sold prostitutes. Since they existed, there was naturally a reason for their existence.
But what was special about the game was that Rorschach was currently in the Winterfell Gladiator Arena, which was used to settle grudges.
It was completely different from what most people expected. Ever since the luxurious Gladiator Arena was built, more than 70% of the time was used to organize performances and not duels.
Other than the high operating costs and high rental fees, the main reason was that the Gladiator Arena's location was rather awkward — it was a necessity, but most of the time, it wasn't used.
Private duels didn't need to be picky about the location and time. Only those competitions and duels that required spectators would use the Gladiator Arena.
Due to the habitual dispute resolution of the Gladiator Arena, the Gladiator Arena was a necessity for the city. Perhaps it wouldn't be used for a long time, but once it was used, it would solve a major problem.
In a new city like Vila Nova Dônia, the various churches didn't have any direct conflicts or historical grudges … but there would definitely be. As long as there was competition for resources, conflicts were inevitable.
Everyone was still harmonious, and the Gladiator Arena only existed in the city's planning. The locals were treating it more and more like a theater or stadium.
People habitually passed by the Gladiator Arena to see if there were any drama posters or event announcements.
Early in the morning, the heavy iron gates of the Gladiator Arena were opened. Not only were the tickets free, but it also meant that the Gladiator Arena could accommodate 20,000 spectators.
The last time the Gladiator Arena was opened was during the year-end celebration. There weren't any announcements of any major events, so this attracted the curiosity of many passersby.
Many spectators were walking in from the high spectator stands. There was no prior notice, but the topic of the Gladiator Arena's opening spread like wildfire.
However, the citizens who happened to be there to watch the show were surprised to find that there were already dozens of people scattered in front of the spectator stand.
"… Are all 20 members of the Board of Directors here?"
Some of them were the leaders of the various churches, while others were famous mercenaries. Most of them were influential figures in the hearts of the citizens.
Soon, they were even more surprised.
This wasn't a sudden event, nor was it a rehearsal for a large-scale celebration. It was just a duel between two people, a "private contest" without betting anything. Yet, they had used such a vast venue, and so many big shots had taken the initiative to come and watch the battle.
Opening the door to this duel arena also indicated the attitude of the participants — at the very least, they didn't object to others watching.
"Reporter Rorschach? He can also fight? "
Rorschach could be considered a celebrity in this city, but in the eyes of most of the citizens, this young man was not so much a Descender or a high-ranking member of the Church, but a paparazzi who was busy chasing news every day.
"Who's that? Tsk, a dark and short elf with black skin. Grey Poison Blade? A nickname I've never heard of? Are you a newcomer descender? "
And according to the usual practice, the manager of the arena even started betting on the fights.
It was just that the casino he opened was obviously not optimistic about a public figure as a challenger.
Those who bet that Rorschach would win would have a 1: 74 payout if he really did win, while those who bet that Grey Poison Blade would win basically had no benefits at all.
Nobody here was an idiot. With such an obvious difference in strength, nobody dared to bet.
For such a situation to occur, it could only mean that the difference in strength between Rorschach and Grey Poison Blade was too great. No matter if it was the manager or the participants of the bet, nobody felt that Rorschach had a chance of winning.
Below the arena, Rorschach saw the astonishing numbers displayed on the large screen. Even he himself was losing confidence.
[Good luck, you can do it.]
Rorschach could hear his younger sister cheering him on, but he felt even more helpless.
Just by looking at the information on the half-elf who was walking towards him, Rorschach felt that surrendering was the only way to save his life.
Grey Poison Blade, a mixed-blood half-elf. He looked like an ordinary half-elf with a kind appearance, but he was one of the most wanted criminals in the Aishi Empire. Not only did he have a credible record of massacres, he was also a perverted wanted criminal who was labeled as a "murderous poisoner".
But here, as a stowaway, he was a legal employee of the Eagle's Crown. He had no criminal record, and there were no so-called judges who would punish him.
In a way, this was the reason why there were so many escaped stowaways.
In the previous mercenary mission, Rorschach and Grey Poison Blade had briefly interacted, but Rorschach knew that if they fought, this shallow friendship would be meaningless.
"Can I change the target of the challenge? Although we're both at the peak of combat strength, I feel that this difficulty is a bit excessive. "
[Actually, this is already the most productive choice. Look, the Eagle's Crown still needs your help, so how could they leave you alive? Besides, without experiencing the baptism of a top-level opponent, how could you test the effectiveness of your fighting style?]
"... You're already using the premise that I'm about to be beaten to death? I don't have a sister like you who would force her brother into a pit of fire... "
As they chatted and laughed, Luo Xi's competitive spirit calmed down. He only had one chance to prove himself. If he missed it, he would probably be labeled as overconfident, and the Game Church would not be able to raise its head for a long time.
[Come, let the true combat expert Grey Poison Blade test your fighting style. Let's see if you can still survive in the world of the peak.]
Rorschach nodded silently. In another secret room of the Arena, the Game Church's theme park system was fully activated.
When the Fate System was fully activated, a tear in space could be seen behind Rorschach. In the sky, it seemed like an invisible grid was being split open.
Shadows materialized in front of Rorschach one after another. Rorschach's eyes flashed with light as he became abnormally calm. His tone was devoid of emotion and sounded like a machine.
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