Chapter 13 (1/2)

13.LITTLE GIRL ADMIRES THE MATCH

There was a colosseum in the center of Colossus, the city of the battle-crazed.

It wasn´t as magnificent as the one at the capital of Ruuin, but so that the matches could occur in a comparatively low cost and in a stadium big enough for machiinis and other things of the sort to fight, it was simply built as a s.p.a.cious colosseum.

At that coloseum, there would be matches between machiinis and fights of slaves that were forced to fight against captured demon beasts and greater beasts daily. Of course, there would also be fights between humans.

In regards of the matches of flesh body, presently, there was an undefeated gladiator at Colossus. It was a man that went by the name of Bal Maskar.

It was a tan-skinned foreigner that wielded a sword called katana, and which was made of adamantium.

Because his match would be happening today, Bela, Borudo, and also Marfoi, along with his escorts, had gone to the colosseum.

“Ha, it´s quite soggy, isn´t it? This place here.”

Just as mentioned by Bela, the pathway to the colosseum was crampy and had a soggy ambience.

“Well, once we are inside it, this should cleared up. The sogginess is only particular to here.”

Marfoi, who was next to her with her, continued walking forward as he said that.

“Borudo, have you ever fought here?”

“Hmm… No, never.”

Borudo immediately answered “no” to Bela´s question. In response to that, Marfoi laughed and added some things the topic.

“Well, we can´t damage the merchandise we are going to sell after all. Originally, the ones that fight with their machiinis and elements aren´t the slaves, but people like Bela-sama. Practically all the people that partic.i.p.ate in those fights are the ones that work in the mercenary business and have confidence in their strength. There are some people that set up matches when they have a lot of confidence in their purchase though, doing it just for prestige.”

“Hah, Marfoi, is it really fine for you keep it weakly like that? (TL note: Not sure how to translate this one -.- ->は、そんな腰の抜けた話で大丈夫なのかい？<- it=”” should=”” still=”” be=”” something=”” along=”” those=”” lines=””>

Marfoi shrugged his shoulders at Bela´s condescending question.

“While there are no problems if they are fighting on their own, it is a shame to have machiinis and elementals wasted. Well, if it is a returned good of a elemental-user, then I would have to consider whether to use this merchandise up the next time it is returned however.”

The gaze Marfoi had as he was saying that made Borudo feel as if something cold fell onto his back.

“Hahaha, master Marfoi, those are very harsh jokes.”

Borudo said as he was breaking into cold sweat, but the complexion in Marfoi´s face didn´t make it seem like it was a joke.

“Well, if the time comes, I will gladly go watch the match. Watch its last moments in life, right.”

During the time they were laughing, with Marfoi´s and Bela´s laughs having hidden meaning and Borudo´s being a dry laugh, they reached the exit of the pa.s.sageway. Looking downwards, there could be seen a circle-shaped arena.

“How is it? Isn´t it quite the display?”

“So we are at the vip seats? I see.”

Bela nodded at Marfoi´s words. That was an excessively and extravagantly decorated place. Besides that, the location of the room Bela and the others were going to stay at had been installed at an isolated and high position.

The requirements to be there were different from the ones of the normal seats below. It was a viewing room that was used by only a part of the privileged cla.s.s.

“Now, have this.”

Saying that, Marfoi gave Bela a binoculars.

Bela took the binoculars and sat next to Marfoi. Borudo was obviously standing behind them together with Marfoi´s escorts.

“So, was it Bal his name? Is that guy´s match happening any soon?”