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Chapter 110 The Bloody Executioner (Please Subscribe)

Twenty minutes later, in the back room of the arena.

The sound of hurried footsteps rang out, and a maid who was supposed to be assisting the host in managing the duel at the front desk was now running hurriedly towards Lord Evan's room.

"Knock knock knock—"

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The maid knocked on the door three times, but after a while, there was still no response.

With a steely resolve, she disregarded everything else and opened the door.

When she opened the door, she found that Lord Evan was not inside.

The room only contained a live feed of the arena's events.

The navy officer was sitting atop the small golden mountain, looking down at the gladiator in the arena whose eyes had rolled back, who was slumped on the ground, and whose lower body was oozing an unknown liquid.

Just now, the gladiator who was supposed to test the true strength of the navy, as requested by Lord Evan, inexplicably turned into that the moment he stepped into the arena.

Although the host didn't know what was going on, his extensive professional experience allowed him to make a quick judgment and announce that Kitahara Tsune had won the second match.

He then sent a maid to inquire about Lord Evan's next plans.

The third gladiator was only slightly stronger than the second.

Given the current situation, it would be a matter of being instantly defeated upon first meeting.

In any case, we must get that navy officer to take action.

If we don't even have an enemy today that would require the Navy to intervene, then the arena will have truly lost all face.

The maid immediately knew where Lord Evan was when she saw that he wasn't in the room.

She closed the door and quickly ran down to the basement.

That's where the prisoners of Dressrosa are held, and every day someone is chosen to be a gladiator, given a second chance.

At the same time, it is also Lord Evan's personal gym.

Most of the time, Evan Thorpe practices his fencing in the gym.

"Lord Evan!"

The maid slammed the door open, the loud noise interrupting Evan Thorpe, who was immersed in the world of swordsmanship.

"What's wrong?"

Interrupted, Evan Thorpe suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice.

"The swordsman you sent was defeated in a single encounter."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this news, Evan's anger at being interrupted from practicing swordsmanship subsided somewhat.

He didn't just send out gladiators to challenge Kitahara Tsuneo randomly.

Based on the first fight between the opponent and Skate, it can be seen that the opponent is an extremely skilled swordsman.

The gladiators he sent were also masters of swordsmanship.

"You lost in the very first exchange? Tell me exactly what happened?"

Evan asked, his tone somewhat serious.

"Yes—yes—" The maid swallowed hard, describing the scene rapidly, "When the gladiator entered the arena, there was nothing unusual. But the moment he stepped onto the ring, he seemed to be knocked unconscious by something, collapsing to the ground and passing out."

"that's all?"

Evan's eyes were filled with doubt and uncertainty.

The maid nodded: "Throughout the entire process, the navy officer did nothing; he simply watched the gladiator step onto the arena."

Evan frowned.

He had heard of similar things, but had never seen them, and even thought they were just things that existed in legends.

"Is it Conqueror's Haki?"

"I heard it can make people with weak wills faint instantly."

Evan Thorpe paced around the gym a few times before saying, "Let Chris out."

The moment the name was uttered, the maid trembled, and two beads of cold sweat trickled down her beautiful face.

This name is infamous in this arena.

Every time Chris appears, it is accompanied by a gladiator being seriously injured or even paralyzed.

Even the arena would become incredibly bloody, and it would take quite a while to clean it up.

"Go quickly!"

Seeing that the maid was still standing there, Evan Thorpe urged her on.

"Okay—okay."

The maid lifted her foot and hurriedly ran upstairs.

She dared not release that guy alone; she had to find several guards to accompany him.

Meanwhile, in the gym, Evan Thorpe stroked his chin.

In terms of combat strength, the so-called Chris was no stronger than the two swordsmen he planned to send out to challenge Kitahara Tsune.

However, this Chris was once a death row inmate, and his bloodlust was astonishing.

Because of the countless crimes he had committed, the king decided to imprison him in this arena and allow him to spend the rest of his time entertaining the entire nation.

His opponents were almost always prisoners sentenced to death.

The reason he chose Chris was not only because Chris had an inhuman will and should be able to nullify the opponent's Conqueror's Haki, but also because he wanted to find a way to force out the opponent's strength.

He had the same idea when he sent out those two swordsmen.

Intelligence is the most important thing, no matter who the opponent is.

Inside the arena, Kitahara Tsune was sitting atop the small golden mountain, resting with his eyes closed.

Someone who can't even be immune to his Conqueror's Haki should probably leave the scene as soon as possible.

Just when he thought there was no one around, he suddenly smelled the scent of blood.

Kitahara Tsuneo slightly raised his head and looked at the contestant passage below the arena.

That's the source of the bloody smell.

Along with this came a paranoid bloodlust.

"Are there really people like this in the arena?"

He frowned. "Isn't the arena supposed to be a place for swordsmen to spar? Why are there executioners here?"

As Kitahara Tsune looked up, the surrounding audience also noticed a person walking out of the tunnel.

As the man gradually emerged from the shadows of the tunnel, the spectators who frequented the arena began to show expressions of horror, covering their mouths and trying to calm their churning stomachs.

The man had dark skin and a face full of fat.

He wore an iron suit of armor that restricted his movements on his upper body, and chains on his feet, so that his footsteps made a clanging sound like metal striking metal.

That man was none other than Chris, nicknamed "The Bloody Executioner".

"Why did they release Chris into the arena?"

"I feel like throwing up just looking at this guy."

The audience's attitude seemed to have reversed at this moment.

Viewers' initial resistance to Kitahara Tsuneo shifted to Chris.

"Navy, kill Chris right now!"

"People like that don't deserve to live!"

"Locking him in the arena is too lenient on him!"

The audience cheered loudly.

However, Kitahara Tsune remained indifferent, merely glancing at Chris, who was covered in blood.

If you want to avoid fainting under the intimidation of Conqueror's Haki, finding someone with a twisted and resilient mind due to obsessive desires is indeed a good choice.

At that moment, Chris, who had been brought to the ring, grinned, revealing a ferocious and cruel smile.

Suddenly, he seemed to notice something, and bent down to look at the first gladiator lying on the ground with his eyes rolled back.

"not good!"

Upon seeing this, the host was immediately shocked. He was so busy reporting the matter to Lord Evan that he forgot to rescue the wounded!

He knew Chris's methods were extremely cruel.

The king placed him in the arena to deter criminals lurking in the shadows through that cruel method.