Elden: Ring of Calamity

Chapter 46 No.40 Six Gambling Games
Barbarism - this is Lucia's first impression of the battle festival.

The battle cage is generally surrounded by thousands of fanatical spectators. Gorgeous and dazzling magical fireworks, as well as deafening cheers and curses are intertwined. The eyes of the muscular fighters are burning with bloodthirsty red light. Fighting together with swords, guns, axes and axes, the opponent's body and fighting spirit were destroyed in the sweat and blood, until the loser fell to the ground and was dragged away by the guards on the sidelines like cargo. Enjoy praise and glory.

In the arena with scattered heights, there are no seats arranged in the open space closest to the central fighting stage, but dozens of large scoring tables are placed for setting up gambling games.Well-dressed actuaries sat poisedly behind the scorer's table, setting the odds according to the ever-changing duels, and at the same time accepting the spitting bets of the gamblers.

The situation of the two sides of the game is changing at any time, and the game will naturally change accordingly. Betting on the outcome is only the most basic betting method, and it is derived from betting on the number of consecutive victories, betting on the time of the game, and betting on the ticket price of the arena. It is extremely low, and the profits provided are quite limited. Correspondingly, there are jaw-dropping profits in the gambling and fighting session. Therefore, countless powerful and well-connected nobles flock to this business.

The Battle Festival takes one year as a complete season, and now it is approaching late autumn, and the two missed the most critical summer league that determines the ranking.Those senior fighters who are expected to participate in the championship competition at the end of the year are basically in the recuperation period, and those who are still active on the field are either newcomers who are just fledgling, or old fritters who have been living in the second and third ranks all year round, relying on single-fight bonuses to dawdle.

Therefore, during the period before the winter solstice, the competitive nature, ornamental value and bloody level of the wrestling will be greatly reduced, but the enthusiasm of the audience to watch the game and gamble has not dropped too much. After all, the entertainment methods of ordinary people are really limited. It is the most exciting kind.

"No. 20, black iron fighter Lance wins in 28 seconds!" In the center of the arena, the obese host in a tuxedo announced with a loudspeaker held high.

There were chaotic cheers and whistles from all directions, and only a few gamblers who spent a lot of money betting on the black iron-ranked fighter opposite them cursed depressingly, but even they would not question the fairness of the game, no one else , The just-concluded duel was too one-sided.

In the 28-second game, it took the fighter on the opposite side 20 seconds to speak harshly, and it took six seconds to walk to the center of the arena. In the end, it only took two seconds to be released by Lance Shanks with a clean whip kick. fall.

Lucia could tell that Sister Lance had suppressed her strength and speed to the level of an ordinary fighter, and she hadn't used all kinds of amazingly powerful combat skills. What really determined the outcome was her already proficient physical skills.

"You see, the general process is like this," Lance Shanks, who returned to the stands, slapped the dust on his trouser legs, and introduced to Lucia, "The opponent's level is not good, but you want to practice swordsmanship and physical fitness. You can come here if you don’t have actual combat skills, and it’s still worth training to reach the Mithril level and the final gold level, at least much better than the average Rodel knight.”

"The highest is the gold level?" Lucia was taken aback when she heard this. Isn't it enough to have gold?
"That's right," Lance Shanks said casually, "black iron, bronze, purple steel, mithril, gold, gold symbolizes the supreme golden tree, so it is also used as the highest class of fighters."

It turned out that Lucia touched the back of her head in embarrassment, and before she could say anything else, she heard the host call her alias loudly.

"No. 20, the second game, the black iron-level fighter Lucifer, the battle-" the host deliberately paused for a moment, and a sly smile appeared in the small eyes looking at the list, "Purple steel-level fighter , Posales!"

The originally noisy auditorium was suddenly silent for a moment, and then deafening cheers erupted, and people began to wave their arms and shout Posales' name.Within a few seconds, the scoring table was crowded with gamblers, even if the odds given by the actuaries were as low as [-] to [-], they still couldn't stop their enthusiasm.

"Three hundred runes, bet on Pozares to win!"

"Two hundred, bet on Pozares to kill that rookie in 3 minutes!"

"five hundred!"

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The recording table was quickly filled with canvas purses full of coins. It is worth mentioning that in reality, runes are still currency units that are used throughout the continent, and the minting rights are jointly controlled by the three dynasties.

There are three denominations of runes, gold coins representing 50 runes, silver coins representing 10 runes, and copper coins representing 1 rune. They are all similar to dilated human pupils in shape and are extremely difficult to imitate due to the built-in complex magic brand. , but it can only be used as currency circulation and does not have the effect of enhancing strength.

"It seems that you are not favored by everyone!" Lance Shanks couldn't help laughing.

"Sister Lance, how much money did we take out today?"

"what?"

"Still in a daze, hurry up and bet on me to win!" Lucia, who was ridiculed by the crowd as a rookie, didn't feel ashamed at all, but looked excited. Walking wallet.

Due to the large number of spectators participating in the betting competition, the betting session was forced to be extended for a full 15 minutes. When Lucia walked onto the arena amid boos from all directions, his heart was already filled with heavy joy .

Before going out, he tied up his silver hair and put on a masked helmet before entering the arena. His appearance became inconspicuous. From head to toe, he looked like an ordinary rookie fighter who couldn't be more ordinary.

On the other hand, Posares, who was enjoying the cheers of the crowd dozens of steps away, was covered in excellent enchanted heavy armor, and held an astonishingly heavy eight-edged warhammer in his hand. The black and red blood stains left by the Yue battle.Even if they don't know the difference in historical record between the two, in terms of appearance alone, there are generally no fools who would bet on Lucia.

In the spectator seats with the best view from the sidelines, Old Hart has temporarily put down the front office business and chose to come to the field to watch the battle that he personally arranged, which can be regarded as a relief after a whole day of hard work.All the lower-level supervisors of various departments in the arena sat around them. Seeing their immediate superiors, they greeted each other warmly, and Old Hart responded with a smile one by one.

"Shouldn't Pozares be promoted to the Mithril rank after this game?" the head of the logistics department asked his colleagues.

"Yeah, it's only one game away. After the promotion, we can almost catch up with the championship game at the end of the year," one person replied, "He is the only character who can be on the stage in the league before winter."

"Isn't that right? The ones who should get the quota for the championship festival got it early, and the rest are small fish and shrimps with similar levels. If they are overcrowded, they won't be able to accumulate enough points until the end of the year. It is estimated that the business will not be good in the next period of time." Easy to do!"

"Really, the next Mithril-level match against such a rookie, I don't know which idiot arranged the schedule."

"Ahem, shut up!" Old Hart couldn't listen anymore, and said with a dark face, "Are you here to watch the game or chat nonsense, no matter how noisy I am, I will lose my interest!"

When the supervisor spoke, the surrounding staff immediately closed their mouths sensibly. At this time, the bell for the start of the game rang, and everyone turned their eyes to the field in unison.

(End of this chapter)