I Want To Be a Nobleman

In the conference room of the arena, the bald head, the scar, the fat man, and the one-armed four gathered together to discuss something.

Scar said proudly: Earl Salik will bring a lot of nobles to watch the match tomorrow, the arena must arrange the most important 'monster crusade'! That forest troll has been raised for half a month, It's time to step out!

The bald head looked ugly, and protested: The elite gladiators are all wounded, there are only a dozen high-level gladiators, it is impossible to win that monster! Hold some other competitions instead!

Scar did not flinch this time, and continued to insist on his opinion. Tomorrow, a group of nobles will come to watch the game, and it is imperative to hold this monster crusade! It's useless to object with a bald head.

The fat man didn't speak, he didn't care about these things, he just thought about the betting odds for tomorrow, nobles and lords are all rich people, tomorrow is a big business, and it must not be messed up.

One Arm silently listened to the dispute between the bald head and the scar for a long time, and then made an arbitration: Tomorrow, the 'Monster Crusade' must be held. The nobles are not here to come and see the common people play house!

Several of the nobles and lords who will come to watch the game tomorrow are strong men with awakened bloodlines, and the battles between ordinary people do not interest them at all!

However, One Arm still took the gladiator's injury into consideration, and added: Tomorrow, prepare some weapons for the gladiators, and don't give that troll a weapon, let him go on the field empty-handed.

I don't want a gladiator in the arena to lose face to a troll while a group of nobles are watching!

One Arm is the person with the highest status in the arena, he made a decision that there is no need to refute, and neither the bald head nor the scar said anything.

The bald head left the conference room with a heavy heart. No matter how sophisticated the weapons are, can a dozen high-level gladiators really defeat the forest troll?

The forest troll is 3 meters tall, weighs nearly 1,000 kilograms, and has almost ten times the strength of a human being. At the same time, he has a degree of flexibility that seriously does not match his huge size.

The scariest thing is the forest troll's regeneration speed, no matter how many injuries it has suffered, it can recover quickly, even if its limbs are completely severed, they can still grow back.

If you want to kill the troll, you can only constantly wear down its vitality. With just a dozen high-level gladiators, even if you win, there may not be a few survived.

Thinking of this, the bald head stopped and made an important decision in his heart. He walked towards Harold's ward.

The bald head entered Harold's ward and said directly, Would you like to challenge the troll with me?

Harold was a little dazed. He was reading the novel The Knight Albin with relish, but was suddenly interrupted by the bald head rushing in, and he didn't understand what was going on.

After some conversation, Harold understood the cause and effect, and agreed to the bald head's request.

He was beaten flying by a forest troll when he just crossed. It would be nonsense to say that he is not afraid of trolls, but the bald head is willing to end himself. If he doesn't help, is he still a brother?

Harold believes that with him and the bald two legendary gladiators fighting together (bald is recognized, Harold is self-appointed), and with the help of more than a dozen high-level gladiators, trolls are nothing to worry about!

As long as the gladiator wins in the end, even if he is unfortunately beaten to death by a troll, he can still be revived if he is systematically protected. It is impossible for a troll to ignore a dozen other gladiators whipping their corpses, right?

The bald man hugged Harold very touched, with tears in his eyes, and shouted: Brother! Sure enough, I didn't misread you. Don't worry, tomorrow is your last time to participate in the gladiatorial fight. I will report to Sarah after the fight. Earl Rick recommends you!

You don't have to worry about tomorrow's gladiatorial fight. I will let people prepare the best weapons. I will be the main force. Just help cover the other gladiators.

With Harold's support, the bald man's confidence suddenly increased, he stood up straight, and walked to the training ground with Harold, preparing to rehearse tomorrow's battle plan.

The senior gladiators were a little terrified when they heard that they were going to fight against the trolls tomorrow, but when they heard that Harold and the bald boss were going to fight together, they immediately began to study the battle plan with full confidence.

Soon, the next day arrived, and the arena was already full of spectators, and the popularity of the Monster Crusade was quite high.

Earl Salik also brought a group of nobles into the VIP seats, one-armed in place of the bald head in charge of management, while Scar graciously introduced the arrangement of the gladiatorial competition to the nobles.

Before the start of the main show, many warm-up gladiatorial matches were arranged, including official gladiator matches, melee fights with more than a dozen people, and so on.

These competitions are usually very popular, but today, not to mention nobles, even ordinary audiences are not very interested.

Soon, Earl Salik ordered Scar: Go and talk to Hodry (one-armed name) and ask him to postpone the other games, and the next one will be the main event!

Okay, Lord Earl, I'll go right away! Scar heard the order and hurried away.

A nobleman who was very similar to Sarek sitting next to him looked at Scar as he was trotting away, and said to Earl Sarek meaningfully: Such a stupid scapegoat, is it comfortable to use?

Salik replied calmly: It's quite comfortable, but it's about time to throw it out, and if you hold it, your hands will get dirty!

The young aristocrat who asked the question snorted coldly, frowned and said nothing more, he couldn't understand Earl Salik's behavior.

The other nobles in the VIP seat saw the little friction between the two, and they didn't meddle in their own business. Viscount Marcus and Earl Salik were both the sons of the old Marquis, and they didn't want to please anyone.

After the off-field gladiatorial match ended, the host announced loudly: The next match is~'Monster Crusade Battle'!

The audience immediately cheered excitedly, and the host immediately introduced: Today's protagonists are the elite gladiator group of our arena, including Immortal God of War Harold and Death Consul Ke! !hold head high!

After the introduction by the host, the bald head led Harold and others into the arena under the cheers of the audience. The bald head is the undefeated myth of the arena, and all the audience have heard of his reputation.

All the gladiators appeared on the stage together. Except for Baldhead and Harold, the other gladiators were all armed with halberds and javelins.

What Harold used was a large stainless steel sword, which weighed 30 kilograms, and the blade was quite sharp.

The bald head was even more ferocious, and a huge double-edged ax was held on his shoulders. Harold had weighed the weight of the ax, and it was more than 60 kilograms, which was really scary.

Don't look at the weapons of those fierce generals in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms that are seventy or eighty catties or even hundreds of catties. First of all, a catty in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms is only 250 grams. Secondly, horse fighting and foot fighting are not the same concept.

Harold's 21-point strength is just right when using a 30-jin big sword, and it will be affected if it is heavier.