Broken Lake Prison, dining room.
"I won 45 contribution points, but I still have to participate in the Blood Moon Trial for a few days!?"
Ash, who was eating, looked up blankly, with a cheated expression on his face: "Don't they say that people with more contributions will be ranked later in the Judgment Sequence!?"
"indeed so."
Langna said while drinking milk, "But there is a prerequisite - all prisoners must not miss their first blood moon trial. Only a very small number of people can escape because of amnesty or something like that."
"Those who survive a Blood Moon Trial will be arranged into a trial sequence based on their contributions."
"What if I die in the first Blood Moon Trial?"
"If you have such concerns, why not play a fake match with me and lose all your contribution points to me."
"You wish!" Ash muttered, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "You said before that only one person would die in the Blood Moon Judgment?"
"Yes, there are eight participants, but only one person will die," said Langna. "Only 12.5% chance of death, which is actually quite low - this is the general situation."
"Am I an ordinary person then?"
"Obviously, as the leader of the Four Pillars Gods cult, you are not. Murder, kidnapping, imprisonment, bloody sacrifices... Since you have victimized at least a thousand people, your reputation has become a household name during this period. If nothing unexpected happens, you must be an important focus of the Blood Moon Trial."
Heath flew bravely, but Ash took the blame... Ash had infinite resentment towards Heath. If you are lacking in brains, just drink six walnuts. What kind of cult is this? It has caused so much resentment among the people and the heavens. Even online loans are not as hateful as you!
"How about it? If you give up, why not give the contribution points to me?" Langna said, "I will remember your sacrifice and live happily with my boyfriend..."
"Get lost!" Ash snorted, "Maybe I'll survive this. I won't give up!"
"Okay then." Langna didn't seem to care about Ash's 95 contribution points, and said, "Someone wants to challenge you. Do you accept?"
"Isn't this why you were waiting for me in the restaurant?"
"That's right." Langna said calmly: "As for the reason, you can understand it by looking at the amount of contribution points bet by the other party - 37 contribution points."
Ash narrowed his eyes. "The guy who fought 36 deathmatches before challenged me? I will only bet 2 contribution points."
Ronald shrugged.
"That's why I came here specifically to inform you."
"Generally speaking, it's always the newcomers challenging the veterans in a deathmatch, because the newcomers can win big with a small investment. It's not impossible for the veterans to challenge the newcomers, after all, even the smallest mosquito is still meat, but it basically takes 5 games, otherwise the veterans won't even be interested in earning contribution points."
"So I'm quite surprised that an old man would challenge you. I want to ask if you have any grudge against him."
"Who is the other party?"
"Varkas Ur."
Ash shook his head: "I haven't heard of it."
Of course he had never heard of it. After all, he didn't even have any memory of Heath. Even if Valcas really had a grudge against Heath, Ash would not have known it.
"Shillin Dole."
"Hmm?" Ash blinked. "Who?"
Langna waved his hand: "Nothing, I just remembered an acquaintance."
"Then are you willing to accept Valcas' challenge?"
"What weapon does Valkas use?"
"sword."
Ash's heart moved, and he glanced to the side, only to see Sword Princess sitting on the dining table with her legs crossed, her hands folded on her chest, looking at him calmly, her black stockings on her legs very dazzling.
She squinted at Ash and said, "Is it fun to sneak a peek at me?"
"I'm sorry." Ash turned his head and looked at Heisi with wide eyes. Suddenly, an idea popped up in his mind: "Come to think of it, since you can touch me, can I touch you too? Ahem, Sword Princess, you go back and wash yourself later..."
Clang! Sword Princess pulled out her gorgeously decorated sword, and Ash immediately sat up straight and said to Langna, "Tell Valkas to clean his neck and wait for me tomorrow!"
"Then come to the Death Fight Club tomorrow morning. I won't disturb you while you eat. My boyfriend is still waiting for me. Bye." After saying that, Langna left like a gust of wind.
Ash thought that Ronald's boyfriend had booked a room in the couple's room and was waiting for him, but after taking a closer look, he found that Ronald was not going to the couple's room. On the contrary, he left in the direction leading to the Death Fight Club... Maybe someone was fighting a death fight late at night and wanted to make the medical staff die suddenly from overwork, Ash thought.
"Let's go back to the dormitory." Jian Ji jumped down from the dining table: "You will be busy tonight. I will take you to explore a world you have never known."
Ash's face immediately turned red with anger - what do you mean by a world I have never known!? Do I look that much like a virgin!
This woman's words are too much. If I let her continue to be so arrogant, won't I lose all my status?
"Why don't you come over yet?"
"Come on~"
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At 8:45 p.m., an unknown death fight was taking place in the death fight club with no other spectators.
"Ash agreed, but not because of the name you gave me, but because he was expecting an opponent who used a sword - when I said you used a blade, he made up his mind."
"Thank you. I owe you one this time, Ronald."
"Valcas, you can return the favor to me right now, as long as you tell me why you suddenly set your sights on the cute little Ash. Is it related to that name - Shilin Dor?"
In the dimly lit audience seats, a thin middle-aged man was watching the eating on the ring.
Yes, eating, there is no better adjective than this. Although the food can move, escape, scream, and beg for mercy, it is still just food to be gnawed.
"I don't mind telling it, as long as you don't regret it."
"Forget it. My boyfriend and I love each other very much and are very satisfied with our lives. I don't want to get involved in the game of big shots."
Langna tore off a piece of warm meat and chewed it carefully. "But is Ash really the leader of the Four Pillars God Cult? I think I have a good ability to judge people. He looks more like a student who has just started working. I thought he was innocent."
The middle-aged man snorted coldly.
"Everyone who steps into this cesspool is far from innocent. The only difference is whether only the skin is stained with filth, or whether one opens his mouth and actively swallows the stench."
"I'm eating, Valcas, please don't talk about feces."
"Then I won't bother you anymore. I wish you a pleasant meal."
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When the door of the Death Fighting Society rumbled shut, the faint wailing disappeared into the thick darkness.
Valcas walked in the prison corridor, and every prisoner and guard he met kept their distance from him indifferently.
Occasionally, he would meet a new prisoner who had just arrived. When the prisoner saw Valcas' ears, he would naturally show an expression of gloating on his face.
Because Valkas' ears are pointed.
When Varcas returned to his bedroom, he saw a prison guard waiting at the door.
He had expected this, and as he opened the door he whispered, "Ash Hiss has agreed to fight me to the death."
"His brain, heart, and spine must be completely shattered to the point where even a two-winged magician cannot heal him," said the prison guard.
"I will do what you ask, but what about what you promised me?" Varcas opened the door but did not go in. He turned his head and stared at the prison guard.
"As long as Ash Hiss dies tomorrow, you will disappear from this prison after the next Blood Moon Trial." The prison guard said, "But you and the child cannot stay in Kaimon City any longer. This is Mr. Xilin's request."
"I'm not interested in continuing to breathe the same air as Xilin." Valcas showed a look of disgust.
"Free time is almost over. Don't stand outside. Go to your cell."
Varcas' mouth twitched as he stepped into his room and let the automatic door close.
The prison guard turned and left, the corners of his mouth slightly raised as he sneered.
"He's just an elf on death row, but he still has the arrogance of a natural noble... Ha!"