There was a sound of dismounting in Mondstadt, and the exiles of Munata finally arrived in Mondstadt.

The guards on the city listened to the movement below the city and looked at the red scene. They immediately blew their horns and got everyone ready for war.

But not long after, the red area stopped, and a man stepped out, riding a horse and whipping his whip.

"Who are you, and what does it mean to come to Mondstadt with such a grand ceremony?"

"We are Munatar people who were attacked by the dragon Ursa and want to migrate to Mondstadt."

The soldier guarding the city breathed a sigh of relief. Without any suspicion at all, he informed the others and asked them to report it to the nobles.

It can also be seen from this that what can be obtained at this moment is so rotten. It's incredible that a group of people are only doing superficial protection. I have to say that these people in Munata are really honest. There are obviously many of them. Facing such a corrupt country and such a decadent army, it is really difficult. They went to the arena.

Each and every strong fighting nation, even if they had no weapons, could fight two of them. If they had any scheming, they would have revolted long ago.

The guards on the city wall quickly received the order and The people from the city took them to a piece of land outside the city, and at the same time, the craftsmen sent by the nobles quickly built a concentration camp here. The wanderers of Munata were very satisfied with this, and they could even be said to be extremely grateful..

Thanks to the simplicity of these people, anyone who has experienced the dangers of the human heart can smell something wrong if they take a closer guess.

Mondstadt, the bright crown of the north. Legend has it that at the beginning of its long history, the wind god Barbatos Blow away the ice and snow, split the mountains, sow grain, so that his family can escape from wandering and live in peace.

The wind god also imparted his wisdom to the people of Mondstadt, brewing fine wine, building windmills, weaving flying wings...

He set up many celebrations and Festival, hoping that the joy will be enough to support people through the long toil. When all the dust settled, the wind god walked away into the wilderness with his harp in his arms...

But that was old news thousands of years ago. Now Mondstadt is controlled by the great nobles headed by Lawrence.

They have a lot of power and wealth. They exploit the people and even use them as slaves.

The celebration that everyone can enjoy has become an exclusive playground for the nobles.

Fighting against the number one enemy outside the city wall, the"Magic Dragon Ursa" The power is also firmly grasped by them.

Recently, dragons and monsters have become active again.

At this moment, some people gathered in a conference room in the city of Mondstadt. They were all gorgeously dressed and very arrogant. Each one of them pretended to be everything, as if they didn't take everything seriously.

These are basically representatives of the nobles in power in Mondstadt, and they are also the most corrupt group. Although the God of Wind has set a rule that Mondstadt has no king after the lonely king in the tower, there is no difference between this group of people and the uncrowned king.

But although these people have high positions, are extremely arrogant, and look like dogs, in fact, their behavior is to say that they are inferior to pigs and dogs, which is an insult to pigs and dogs.

One by one, if they don't do anything, it's no wonder they will be overthrown sooner or later.

A very ordinary-looking middle-aged man with white beard and hair said at this time:"Everyone here is a big noble, and I will make it clear. At present, we have the power to fight against the evil dragon Usa, and those Mu The Natars are just a group of bereaved dogs begging to be taken in. Our Lawrence family has just prepared a concentration camp for them. They can only choose to live a humble life as dogs, with candy in one hand and a whip in the other. My decision, everyone here. , who is in favor and who is against?"

"This plan is good, but we have to get a share of the pie, and we can’t let your Lawrence family have the exclusive benefits!"

"Yes, as long as your Lawrence family gives everyone here a share of the pie, then we will definitely support it with both hands."

"……"

The noisy sounds continued one after another, but the specific meaning never changed.

"I naturally accept your opinions. We will divide those people equally and serve as gladiators, slaves, etc. It is up to you whether you choose to buy or sell them or use them as tools."

The other noble men nodded and agreed to this decision. Naturally, they are still very greedy for this group of labor force.

"Actually, I have another idea about this. Recently, dragons and monsters have become more and more active. We must fight against them, and these Munata people just take advantage of them. We just need to force them to sell themselves to us, wait until their value is completely squeezed by us, and then use them as the first line of defense to consume the magic dragon Ursa"

"What a great idea! Ha ha ha ha!"

"……"

Countless people echoed and agreed with this idea.

The people of Munata wanted to resist the demands of these great nobles, but they had no choice but to do so. Their lives were tightly controlled, so they could only agree in the end.

As the strongest warrior, Vanessa signed an agreement with the nobles of Lawrence, that is, if they win twelve gladiatorial battles, the nobles will return their freedom.

Vanessa accepted it naturally. She knew that these big nobles were untrustworthy, but what could she do? She could retreat alone, but she still had Lynd to take care of, and she still had her tribe. Even if she just It was most likely a lie, but it was the last straw for her.

Vanessa dressed in gladiator clothes and walked towards the arena, betting her life and everything she had.

……

Vanessa slowly walked into it and looked at the sea of ​​people on the audience stage. The nobles who ate people without spitting out their bones had bloodthirsty eyes and cheered wildly.

This arena is just like the Colosseum in ancient Rome. The ground is covered with yellow sand and the smell of blood remains.

The Munata people should be very familiar with this scene. They compete for victory through duels, and before making a decision, they will swear an oath to the God of Fire to dedicate their victory.

But Vanessa had just been born on the grassland. The elders of the tribe did not tell them the rules of Munata, but explained to them how to survive.

Their life has been very difficult, wandering on the grassland.

But Vanessa couldn't help thinking so much at this moment, and the gladiator on the opposite side had also walked out.

This is a big man like an iron tower, holding a huge hammer, which is definitely extraordinary at first glance.

Vanessa looked at the big man and murmured:"Is this the first match with an opponent of this magnitude?" The two gladiators looked at each other, and a solemn atmosphere filled the air. No one opened their mouths to say anything, and they all held hands. He held the weapon in his hand and looked at the opponent solemnly.

In this place where one could lose one's life due to an accident, no one would despise his opponent, because it is very likely that one will lose one's life because of a small slight or accident.

Disrespect for your opponent is contempt for your own life.

Not many gladiators want to die, they all want to live. When they come to such a battle here, most of them are forced to do nothing.

Who wants to be watched by others in a cage like a wild beast?

Even if you know that this is a game for the nobles, all battles are meaningless and are just a way of entertainment for the nobles.

But they were all helpless, forced by the power and power of the nobles.

The big man raised the sledgehammer in his hand and rushed towards Vanessa, and Vanessa also rushed towards him.

Just when the big man got close to Vanessa, he hit her hard with a hammer.

Vanessa dodged sideways, narrowly escaping, spinning sideways and jumping in the air, jumping onto the back of the big man, holding a dagger in her hand, and stabbed down with the sword.

But this tower-like man was also an old gladiator. In the blink of an eye, he had one hand free to hold the blade.

Compared with this big man, Vanessa's weight is indeed far behind, but her strength is relatively even. This may be the talent of the Munata people.

There was a brief stalemate between the two, but the big man jumped up high, turned around in the air, and turned his back to the ground.

Vanessa had no choice but to give up her dagger, then landed and dodged to the side.

She was also embarrassed by something at this time. The moment Vanessa had just withdrawn, the big man turned around, rolled over, stood up quickly, and threw the dagger farther away.

Vanessa had no choice at the moment. Suddenly the sun shone on her waist, and a purple light flickered.

She touched it at her waist and took out the gem. She didn't think about anything anymore, but held the gem in her hand and punched the big man directly.

Of course, her action of taking out the gem was very secretive. No one observed her holding the gem in her hand, and no one even knew she had a gem.

Except for the big man who confronted her.

The big man was caught off guard, thinking that Vanessa was at her wits' end and planning to make a final struggle, so he attacked her with a hammer.

The big man was still confident at first, but the moment he made contact, he already felt something was wrong. This power was too terrifying.

His consciousness only stayed for a moment before he saw himself and the hammer quickly turning into powder.

The huge air wave impact even affected the audience seats in the lower rows, and countless spectators fell backwards.

Seeing such a terrifying performance, the nobles were all stunned at first, and the spectators who were knocked down by the impact also looked at a loss.

But after two or three seconds, someone came back to his senses and let out a violent roar.

Those nobles have gone crazy. They have never seen such a powerful person. With just one punch, he can directly turn a huge hammer and people into powder. Such a powerful force is simply unimaginable.

Why they like to watch gladiatorial games is precisely because such violence and excitement satisfy their wild hearts.

Vanessa walked off the arena, but the cheers from the audience continued.

With just this battle, she became completely famous in the arena.

In the next two years, Vanessa participated in a total of eleven gladiators, leaving only the last one. However, Lind fell seriously ill in the second year after coming to Mondstadt.

(There is not much homework today, at least it is much better than yesterday. I not only have to do the plot, after all, you have fallen behind a lot, but I also have to write a mountain of homework) (Thank you for your support and commenting if you can. After all, I am a very good person. I love chatting, and I have the habit of reading comments from time to time to see your opinions. 886~)

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