People in the Middle Ages, draw cards to get promoted

It's getting late.

The team finally lined up to enter again.

The performance venue of the circus is an amphitheater left over from the ancient Roman period and later repaired by the Apennine wolves who called themselves "Romans". It is worthy of its name.

Because the origin of circus performance is the athletic competition in the Roman era.

The clown on stilts performed various simple tricks to guide the guests to enter in an orderly manner.

The clowns here are completely different from the clowns in the medieval court (actually they should be called jesters or actors). They are the kind of images with exaggerated red lips and pale makeup.

"Beautiful sir and madam, guess which hand the coin is in."

A clown stretched out his palm and showed an exaggerated smile.

Lothar frowned and said, "It's not in your hand, it's under your collar."

The smile on the clown's face froze, he cursed secretly, and said dejectedly: "I wish you and your partner a happy evening."

Then he went on to greet the next visitor.

Lavinia said something curious: "You don't seem to like their performance very much."

"It's true that I was scared by a clown when I was a kid."

Lothar was referring to a horror movie she watched in her previous life, which seemed to be about a clown coming back to life or something.

Lothar found his own number plate and sat down. This giant arena could accommodate 2 people watching the show at the same time. The seats at the bottom were sparse, offering the best viewing experience and the most expensive tickets.

The seats going up were getting denser and denser, and by the time we reached the topmost stand, there were no seats left, so we could only stand and watch, but even so, the top was already packed with people.

Lothar and Lavinia were in the middle of the grandstand. Most of the guests here were the well-dressed middle class. After all, the ticket price of fifty lire was already a lot of money for many Turin citizens.

Waited for a long time.

The full moon is already high in the sky, and the circus performance has finally begun.

The clown waved his whip and led two majestic lions to the stage. He walked through fire hoops, walked on tightropes, and performed all kinds of circus performances nowadays, attracting cheers from many spectators who had never seen the market before. .

But Lothar and Lavinia didn't pay much attention to the performance. They looked around from time to time to feel if there was any special atmosphere.

Lion, elephant, tiger, bear, monkey, horse.
magic, acrobatics
It can be called wonderful.

But not only Lothar and Lavinia, but all the audience are still looking forward to the final performance, the so-called "Dragon Rider Killing Giants" wonderful performance.

Finally, the announcer gave the order.

The gate at one end of the arena slowly rose.

More than ten giant horses dragged a huge carriage made of steel and slowly drove into the field.

In the cage on the carriage, the huge giant put on heavy rusty iron armor. The spikes on it were stained with a lot of dark red dried blood. The chains as thick as arms were like decorations, wrapped around Between his legs, between his arms.

His eyes were full of exhaustion and numbness, and the people's excited cheers and the upcoming battle could not arouse his interest at all.

This carriage is much larger than what Lothar saw before. At least, although he is half-crouching, he does not have to stoop - he is really tall. If he stood up, he would be more than five meters tall. .

"His name is - Antaeus! Yes, it has the same name as the giant killed by Hercules (Hercules). As long as he stands on the earth, he will have endless power!"

The announcer shouted and introduced: "So, in normal times, we must use steel carriages and cages to isolate him from the earth, otherwise if he goes crazy, no one can subdue him."

"This giant is a divine creature."

After being reminded by the announcer, Lothar realized that this giant actually had a faint divine light lingering on it. Although divine power was never a rare thing, it was by no means a waste.

"It's the divine glory of the earth. The announcer was right. He has the divinity of the earth in his body, so stepping on the earth can give him a steady stream of power."

Lavinia sighed softly: "In the past, the overlord of the Scandinavian mountains, the giant who hunted dragons as a rite of passage, has now been reduced to being used for human entertainment, like a wild beast."

Lothar said expressionlessly: "The world is like this. In the Thirteen Colonies, there is a bounty of one hundred pounds for each scalp of the native Indians; in the zoo in Vienna, the Germans display the rare elephant man they captured in Africa; if there is One day, the wolf clan was defeated, and maybe it was people like us who were thrown into the arena."

Lavinia opened her mouth slightly, obviously shocked by Lothar's idea.

Lothar said calmly: "Especially for pure bloods, think about it. Werewolves fighting vampires. This gimmick feels no worse than dragon riding killing giants."

"The next person to appear is our dragon knight, the legendary gladiator with the blood of Hercules flowing in his veins - Benito Ricardo, and his dragon partner Zach!"

With a loud roar.

The whole place was shaking.

A huge dragon beast with a red helmet crown on its head and a body length of more than ten meters slowly walked in from the raised gate. A series of exclamations suddenly sounded in the stands.

Compared to the giant locked up in chains and cages, this dragon beast is undoubtedly much more terrifying. Its sharp claws and teeth make it obvious at a glance that it must have extraordinary lethality.

Just as Lothar guessed, this is not a giant dragon, but a giant beast that resembles a giant dragon, but does not belong to the dragon category. It has no scales on its body, is covered in iron armor sewn together with iron sheets, and has a relatively small head. The mouth is full of sharp teeth like a shark, and the lips are sticking out - if they can be considered lips.

Behind him, a gladiator named Benito is carrying a giant dragon spear more than four meters long in one hand. He is wearing a horizontal helmet crest unique to a centurion in the Roman army. He is naked and strong. Her chest, which was like a marble statue, attracted exclamations and admiration from all the women in the stands as soon as she appeared on the stage.

And this Benito knight also has quite a "star figure" consciousness. He raised his arms high, clenched his fists, sometimes beat his chest, sometimes waved to the audience, and uttered unknown meanings. War cry.

Compared with the slump when the giant appeared, this dragon knight was very energetic.

Lavinia commented: "Although this guy looks quite exaggerated, he is not a simple character."

"Indeed, his lance should be made of pure iron. He can lift such a heavy weapon with one hand and still do it with ease. His combat effectiveness is no weaker than that of an ordinary centurion."

"It costs a lot of money to hire such a person, right?"

Lavinia thought quietly.

Lothar shook his head and said: "It is also possible that there is no need for appearance fees at all. This Benito needs fame, and the circus needs wonderful performances. Both parties hit it off and each get what they need."

"It's also possible."

Lavinia asked: "Which one of them do you think can win?"

Lothar asked: "Who do you hope will win?"

"Emotionally speaking, I should hope that the giant can win. As an intelligent life, being locked in a cage all day long, unable to touch the ground, or even straighten its back, is even less free than a beast locked in a cage. This feeling , it must be bad.”

"But reason tells me that dying in battle is the best outcome for the giant."

Lavinia whispered: "Even if the giant goes crazy, we will have to clean up the mess in the end."

"Miss Lavinia, rationality is an advantage, but we don't have to be so rational all the time. We will lose a lot of fun."

Lavinia glanced at Lothar with some confusion: "Maybe, but I'm used to it."

While he was talking, the circus people had already removed the iron ropes from the giant's body, dispersed, and escaped from the arena.

Only the dragon knight and the giant were left in the large circular venue.

Knight Benito took a deep breath and roared: "Stand up, evil giant, today will be your death."

The giant sat on the cart, the cage was opened and the chains were removed.

But he was still sitting on the cart blankly, without any thought of fighting.

The audience in the stands immediately booed.

What they expected was an evenly matched battle, not a one-sided massacre by the dragon knight against a giant who had no intention of fighting.

"Stand up, giant, and fight me. Have you even lost the courage to fight?"

Benito waved the lance in his hand, and the dragon beast on his crotch also roared provocatively.

The giant sighed deeply.

Immediately, he slowly stood up from the cart and stepped on the ground.

As he stood on the ground, the rusty armor on his body was suddenly covered with a thick layer of earth-yellow light, making people feel uneasy to move at a glance.

"Okay, great!"

Benito said happily: "It seems that you have not lost the glory of your ancestors. Come on, let us have a good fight."

The giant pulled off the mask attached to his helmet, so that no one could see his face clearly.

The two stood opposite each other.

As Benito shouted, the dragon beast kicked off the ground with both feet and flew out like an arrow from a string, rushing towards the giant.

At this moment, even Lothar, who had always lacked interest in circus performances, could not help but devote himself to the competition.

However, the evolution of the battle situation was completely beyond everyone's expectations.

In the flash of lightning, the giant had already grasped the relatively slender neck of the dragon beast, and slammed the dragon beast, which was larger than it looked, to the ground. The "Dragon Knight" behind it didn't even have time. He thrust out the dragon spear in his hand.