Wrong Place: The Strongest Support in Labyrinth City

Chapter 1001 Summon!!

Noor looked at the brilliant flames around the girl who were obedient as servants, and was a little surprised for a while.

No chanting.

Not only that, she was manipulating the magic.

The temperature of the flames was terrifying, and he felt a strong burning sensation from such a distance.

The girl put away the flames as soon as she noticed that his face had changed.

And he said: “Sorry, this phenomenon naturally occurs when my mood fluctuates, but then you should also understand that you can’t win me.” ”

There was no arrogance in the girl’s voice.

Instead, Noel seemed to hear ‘sorry’ and ‘sympathy’ in her tone.

Without waiting for him to reply, the girl had already shouted on her back: “I said, I need the strongest opponent!” ”

In the passage, the burly masked people from before walked out surrounded by a fat man with a serious body.

The fat man clasped his hands together and rubbed each other, and said in a strange tone: “Your Royal Highness, please listen to me, there is no way to change the arranged duel, this is the rule of the arena, only the loser or the dead can leave here!” ”

“I arranged for Your Royal Highness the Royal Highness to duel with our most powerful sword fighter, but there seems to be a little problem here, it doesn’t matter, please don’t be taboo, just kill No. 3 directly, we will arrange the original opponent for you immediately.”

The fat man said in a persuasive tone.

Noel glanced at the fat man.

This man is lying.

His appearance was not an accident.

Judging from the scene, I am afraid that he specially set a trap for Her Royal Highness to step in, if the purpose is… It seems that he wants the queen daughter to kill him.

The girl’s face immediately turned gloomy when she heard the fat man’s words.

She said angrily: “How can you do that, you have all admitted that it is your own problem, then just let this child leave quickly!” ”

Let her kill a boy younger than herself.

Are these people crazy?

Don’t be taboo about killing directly?

That’s a human life.

“No way!”

The fat man decisively refused: “Rules are rules, if Her Royal Highness wants to fight with others, then you must first solve No. 3, or Her Royal Highness, do you plan to admit defeat?” ”

The fat man licked his lips.

The evil gaze kept scanning the girl’s body.

“Your Royal Highness, haven’t you forgotten, the loser must unconditionally accept the requirements of our arena, even if you are the second royal daughter, no, it is precisely because you are the second royal daughter that you will not disobey the agreement, right?”

“I…”

The girl was in a dilemma.

In order to become stronger, she disobeyed her father and mother and chose to go to the state’s crackdown arena to conduct actual combat in order to hone herself.

But at the beginning, she encountered such a problem.

Familion is a small country that maintains Western traditions and is militarily, territorially, economically and demographically low.

In this effect, there is a lot of darkness that even the state cannot sanction.

One of them, that is… Deathmatch.

From ancient times to the present, this inhuman competition, or death game, has continued.

The so-called sword fighters are mostly slaves bought by the arena, and they are also consumables needed to keep the arena running.

Because she could experience real battles here, she came here, but she didn’t expect that the other party would be bold enough to dare to set a trap on her, the royal daughter.

The royal family values credibility above all.

The promised promise will definitely be fulfilled.

Otherwise, it is to smear the face of the royal family, which is unacceptable to the girl.

But the thought of an obese man making unbearable demands made her unbearable, she couldn’t bear it.

In addition, the only way is to kill the innocent and poor teenager, but the girl has not yet imagined that this trap will only lead to two wrong answers from the beginning, whether it is the girl taking the initiative to admit defeat and accept the demand, or killing the teenager with her own hands, it will only bring tragedy.

It was the royal family of Familion who fought to the death.

King of a nation.

And his daughter, the royal daughter of a country, actually killed a slave boy with her own hands in the arena!

This would deal a fatal blow to the prestige of the royal family.

The fat man smiled, his eyes showed only a slit, and he looked very happy.

Just as he was happily admiring the girl’s painful and tangled posture, a tattered blade came out of his fat body.

Two!

The blade pierced through the back and stuck half in the spine.

But fortunately, Noll pushed the hilt of the sword hard with the bottom of his palm, and successfully let the blade of this blunt sword penetrate the fat man’s heart and penetrate through his chest.

“Ah——— ahh

The fat man’s face instantly turned pig liver color.

He tried to cover his chest, but his hands couldn’t land.

The foreign body sensation and severe pain in his heart made him unable to take a breath, and he could only constantly tilt the air to the outside world.

Blood sprayed on the face of the girl in front of him, making her whole person stunned in place.

Noor was still holding the blade of the sword at this time to prevent the fat man’s body from falling.

While the man had not yet lost consciousness, he said indifferently: “Enough, I’m tired of it, take your unruly conspiracy and close your mouth together.” ”

The young man raised his foot, stepped on the fat man’s back, held the hilt of the sword hard in his hand, and suddenly pulled out the broken sword stained with blood.

And the fat body was kicked to the ground by him.

Feeling the warmth of his blood, Noll couldn’t help but wonder if this was just a simple dream.

Watching the blood gush out like a fountain, Stella’s heart was strongly impacted.

Killed.

That man, given by that young teenager?

She stared blankly at the indifferent teenager, obviously piercing a person’s heart with her own hands, however, he acted so carelessly.

“You, exactly…”

Although he heard the girl’s voice, Noel suddenly felt a call from the depths of his soul when he was about to answer her.

It was an amazing feeling, not a message transmission through any medium.

But he could understand the meaning of that message.

“It’s over?”

Noor muttered to himself, and then threw away the sword in his hand at will.

According to that mysterious calling, he knew that if he chanted that ‘mantra’, he could immediately end this real dream.

“Yog—Sothoth.”

Gada ———。

The moment the incantation ended, an abrupt snapping sound echoed in the depths of the soul, like the ringing of a clock when the rotation of a clock suddenly stopped.

Wrong.

Not the sound of the clock.

That should be the sound of ——— door opening.