Constantinople, Hippodrome.
Although it mysteriously collapsed six years ago, thanks to the hobbies of the citizens of Constantinople and the strong appeals of the gambling industry, a new arena was rebuilt on the ruins of the old one.
However, the Storm Queen did not like this kind of meaningless fratricide, so she prohibited the gladiators from killing each other, and instead let the gladiators fight against supernatural creatures, demons, undead, etc. The result was unexpectedly good.
It seems that the audience prefers to watch humans defeating aliens rather than humans fighting each other. When the gladiators were defeated, everyone would leave the arena and return their tickets, so the arena had to operate in secret and come up with various secret restrictions to secretly increase the survival rate of the gladiators.
"If only I could play like this back then." Sidlifa said with emotion in the audience.
On the field, three gladiators were cornered by Minoan minotaurs. One of them held a small round shield and jumped flexibly to attract the attention of the minotaur.
The other two rolled to the back nimbly, one of them lay on the ground and cut the ankle tendons of the Minotaur, while the other jumped high and took advantage of the Minotaur losing its balance to quickly stab the rapier into its thick neck.
"What, you want to kill the Minotaur too?" Medea asked jokingly.
The audience had all stood up and thrown all kinds of coins onto the field. Little Lilith was also struggling in Medea's arms, and she shouted along with the enthusiastic atmosphere of the whole audience:
"Long live the human warriors! The minotaurs must die!"
On the competition field, the Minotaur who was stabbed in the vitals was still struggling, while the three human gladiators dropped their weapons and tried their best to hold down the Minotaur who had fallen to the ground, preventing him from picking up the giant axe that had fallen to the ground.
Finally, the Minotaur collapsed in a pool of blood, and the excitement on the field reached its peak.
"Let's go, there's nothing to see." Sidlifa turned around and said.
With her and Medea's sharp eyes, they could of course see that the Minotaur was not in a fighting state at all, its aggression and concentration were very scattered, and it was obvious that the organizer had done something to it in advance.
That's why Sidlifa sighed, wasn't this battle a sure win from the beginning? It was so much easier than their original brutal fight... although it was still more bloody.
"Mom! I want to see more, I want to see more..." Little Lilith tried to beg, but Medea ignored her and followed Sidlifa out of the arena.
"So, where should we go to find him next?" Sidlifa raised her hand to block the sunlight above her eyes, looked around and said, "That scumbag."
"That scumbag," Medea echoed.
"Dad is a scumbag." Little Lilith agreed.
Several minutes passed as the three of them stood at the entrance of the Hippodrome of Constantinople.
"Constantinople is too big." Medea sighed, "With the number of mind puppets I have placed here, it is impossible to monitor such a large area."
"There's no need to monitor the entire city," Little Lilith said. "Aunt Theodora and Aunt Peggy will definitely hide him away and enjoy him privately, so we just need to track their movements."