Zongman: Start by becoming the savior of the elves!

Asajji was furious, and the sword above her head flashed.

The wolf, which had just been greedily planning to feast on human flesh and blood, was writhing miserably with its head cut open and its body cut horizontally.

She kicked away another wolf that tried to bite her foot, used her shield to block the wolf that pounced on her abdomen, and stabbed the wolf's neck with the tip of the knife.

Asaki's outstanding sword skills and graceful dance-like movements would have been praised by an ordinary gladiator, but the audience kept shouting in dissatisfaction.

What the audience wanted to see was the killing performance of the Bloody Rose who had killed many orcs being eaten by wolves. They did not want to see Asajji's beautiful swordsmanship.

The wolf that came around behind her tried to attack her from behind.

"Let's go! Kill this guy!"

"Kill her! Kill her!"

She turned around and slashed upwards with her sword. Her waist-length red-gold hair fluttered, gleaming like a sharp knife in the sunlight.

The wolf held up by the sword flew into the air and collided with another wolf. The bright red dress was soaked with the wolf's blood and turned into a veritable blood-red rose.

Around Asajji, three wolves were lying, stained with blood.

The remaining two wolves circled around her, waiting for their chance to strike.

A sense of urgency came over me, as if it would break if poked by a needle.

The citizens of the empire, who had once been full of curses and boos, also fell silent, looking at the arena with sweat on their faces.

As if they had planned beforehand, the wolves pounced at the same time.

Asajji used her shield to shake off the wolf in front of her and thrust her sword from her right shoulder to her back.

Since it was behind him, he should not have been able to see it, but the wolf had a sword stuck in its open mouth. The wolf died when the hilt of the sword came out of its mouth.

Asajj dropped the sword along with the wolf. There was a dull sound like throwing a sandbag.

The audience was excited.

"Come on! Wolf, go!"

"That old woman doesn't have a sword anymore!"

"My father was killed by this guy. Help me get revenge."

The wolf groaned and lowered its body. The wolf kicked the ground and pounced, and Asaki turned around at the same time.

"what!"

The beautiful feet kicked at the wolf's flank like a whip.

The wolf flew off with amusing ease.

The wolf was knocked against the wall and struggled to get up. Asaki walked over with a calm pace. Even in such a fierce battle, the blood-stained red dress always maintained its noble integrity.

Asajj took the edge of the shield in both hands and brought it straight down towards the wolf's head. With a wet sound, the wolf's head cracked like a tomato.

The Colosseum was in complete silence.

Because of the blood, her whole body was dyed a bloody rose color, and she looked like a legendary Valkyrie. She was a confusing warrior. No matter how unfavorable the battle was, she could lead her army to victory and create a legend.

Asaki, who had killed five wolves, walked towards the dead wolf with the hilt in its mouth. Then, she stepped on the wolf's face and pulled out the sword. She wiped off the blood on the sword, brushed off the water droplets, turned around, and put it into the scabbard tied with a belt at her waist. The sound of the guard rang coolly.

The sound was like a signal, a burst of cursing.

"Why do you want to live? Die and pay for my brother's life."

The stone was thrown and hit Asajji's armor.

Then came a storm of gravel.

Asajji left the stage amid boos, curses and stones.

When she took off her helmet, her face showed neither the joy of victory, nor the sadness of being scorned, nor the anger towards fate. Her expression made people feel optimistic and resigned, with a majesty no less than that of a princess.

However, the red ruby ​​swaying in her cleavage, glittering as if crying, exudes a tragic atmosphere.

This is the fifth fight, and the opponents are five wolves.

The girl stood motionless in the center of the arena, waiting for the battle to begin.

The curses and boos from the two thousand spectators filling the arena came at the girl like a storm. It was obvious that all the spectators were her enemies, but she didn't seem to care.

The priest in luxurious ceremonial attire stood on the high platform of the Imperial Capital's Dazhong Arena and announced the start of the battle.

"Today's final battle is between five hungry wolves and the female gladiator Asaki Igawa. This black widow killer who killed so many of our compatriots and brothers, please let the gods administer justice for our sacrifice and let her die struggling in agony and rage."

The sound of whistles. Applause. A chorus of killing and death.

The trumpets sounded loudly and the priest left the arena.

After the boos died down, the Colosseum fell into complete silence.

The sound of the wolf cage door being pulled open was creepy.

Jinghe Asaki held the eagle-shaped shield in her left hand and drew her long sword with her right hand. The silver sword shone brightly under the sunlight.

The wolf howled as it ran out of the cage and pounced at Asajji's throat.

"what!"

Asajji was furious, and the sword above her head flashed.

The wolf, which had just been greedily planning to feast on human flesh and blood, was writhing miserably with its head cut open and its body cut horizontally.

She kicked away another wolf that tried to bite her foot, used her shield to block the wolf that pounced on her abdomen, and stabbed the wolf's neck with the tip of the knife.

Asaki's outstanding sword skills and graceful dance-like movements would have been praised by an ordinary gladiator, but the audience kept shouting in dissatisfaction.

What the audience wanted to see was the killing performance of the Bloody Rose who had killed many orcs being eaten by wolves. They did not want to see Asajji's beautiful swordsmanship.

The wolf that came around behind her tried to attack her from behind.

"Let's go! Kill this guy!"

"Kill her! Kill her!"

She turned around and slashed upwards with her sword. Her waist-length red-gold hair fluttered, gleaming like a sharp knife in the sunlight.

The wolf held up by the sword flew into the air and collided with another wolf. The bright red dress was soaked with the wolf's blood and turned into a veritable blood-red rose.

Around Asajji, three wolves were lying, stained with blood.

The remaining two wolves circled around her, waiting for their chance to strike.

A sense of urgency came over me, as if it would break if poked by a needle.

The citizens of the Empire, who had once been full of curses and boos, also fell silent, looking at the arena with sweat on their faces.

As if they had planned beforehand, the wolves pounced at the same time.

Asajji used her shield to shake off the wolf in front of her and thrust her sword from her right shoulder to her back.

Since it was behind him, he should not have been able to see it, but the wolf had a sword stuck in its open mouth. The wolf died when the hilt of the sword came out of its mouth.

Asajj dropped the sword along with the wolf. There was a dull sound like throwing a sandbag.

The audience was excited.

"Come on! Wolf, go!"

"That old woman doesn't have a sword anymore!"

"My father was killed by this guy. Help me get revenge."

The wolf groaned and lowered its body. The wolf kicked the ground and pounced, and Asaki turned around at the same time.

"what!"

The beautiful feet kicked at the wolf's flank like a whip.

The wolf flew off with amusing ease.

The wolf was knocked against the wall and struggled to get up. Asaki walked over with a calm pace. Even in such a fierce battle, the blood-stained red dress always maintained its noble integrity.

Asajj took the edge of the shield in both hands and brought it straight down towards the wolf's head. With a wet sound, the wolf's head cracked like a tomato.

The Colosseum was in complete silence.

Because of the blood, her whole body was dyed a bloody rose color, and she looked like a legendary Valkyrie. She was a confusing warrior. No matter how unfavorable the battle was, she could lead her army to victory and create a legend.

Asaki, who had killed five wolves, walked towards the dead wolf with the hilt in its mouth. Then, she stepped on the wolf's face and pulled out the sword. She wiped off the blood on the sword, brushed off the water droplets, turned around, and put it into the scabbard tied with a belt at her waist. The sound of the guard rang coolly.

The sound was like a signal, a burst of cursing.

"Why do you want to live? Die and pay for my brother's life."

The stone was thrown and hit Asajji's armor.

Then came a storm of gravel.

Asajji left the stage amid boos, curses and stones.

When she took off her helmet, her face showed neither the joy of victory, nor the sadness of being scorned, nor the anger towards fate. Her expression made people feel optimistic and resigned, with a majesty no less than that of a princess.

However, the red ruby ​​swaying in her cleavage sparkled as if it was crying, exuding a tragic atmosphere.