Have you ever heard of a gladiatorial match?
Itâs a form of entertainment, watching gladiators kill each other.
I know many people think of slaves when they think of gladiators.
Apparently there are people who specialize in this field.
Itâs probably because itâs profitable.
But I also heard that they are popular with the ladies.
Public executions, gladiatorial fights, itâs hard to understand why people in the past liked such bloody things.
If you think about it calmly, even in Japan, gore manga and novels tend to be well-received.
I guess you could say that eroticism and gore have always been everyoneâs favorite.
Human nature itself is not much different whether it is modern Japan with its developed sense of ethics, people from the past, or people from other worlds.
If you think about it calmly, Humans were born about 250,000 years ago in the history of the Earth.
Humans only started farming about 10,000 years ago.
In other words, human beings have been doing this for most of their lives, from birth to the present day.
The concept of basic human rights was born only in the last few hundred years after all.
People donât change in a mere few hundred years.
Humans, after all, have not evolved much since the time of the apes.
Iâve gone way off topic.
I donât care about the history of mankind.
Why did I start talking about gladiators?
The reason for this is simple.
The reason is that a gladiatorial match is about to take place now.
I looked down at the arena from the special seat Iâd been given.
The arena was filled with spectators.
Two-thirds of the people filling the seats were from the DeMorgal kingdom country and one-third were soldiers from my country.
The people of the Rosyth Kingdom have the right to watch.
This was Carloâs statement.
Besides me, Raymond and Bartolo were also in the special seats.
All the important figures of DeMorgal Kingdom were in the special seats too with Carlo in the center.
And the emissaries from various countries who came to see the fights were here too.
Carlo stood up and shouted loudly.
âEveryone, I welcome you all to todayâs program.â
Carlo is the hero who defeated the Kingdom of Rozel and brought peace to the DeMorgal Kingdom.
The depth of that support can be seen in the eyes of the people.
Carlo tells the audience in a loud voice as the venue is filled with an unusual heat.
âNow! Let the gladiatorial combat begin! Gladiators.â
The peopleâs gaze gathers at the eastern gate.
The heavy gate opened and two soldiers dragged one man on the stage.
The man had his hands tied with rope.
Advancing to the center, the soldier unties the rope and then kicks the man away.
The crowd cheered in unison when Carlo announced his name.
The gladiatorial match, or public execution, was about to begin.
We can see the cruel death of the man who made us unhappy.
The people are very excited.
A strange heat and madness swirled the atmosphere.
My heart raced and my mood naturally lifted.
Emotions of aversion to the coming tragedy mixed with some anticipation.
I see. Thatâs why Iâm so excited.
This has to be experienced to be believed.
You canât understand this elation until you feel it.
Now, for the first time, I understood why the people wanted a gladiatorial match.
For people who canât read books, who are starving for entertainment, this gladiatorial match would be very exciting.
The peopleâs gaze gathers at the western gate.
Some of them even whistle and shout at Alice, âLet me hold you!â
Perhaps because of genetics, blondes are rare among Adrenians.
Alice, with her rich golden hair, was irresistible on her own.
By the way, Alice and Aldo both were bare handed.
Itâs not fair that one of them is bare handed and the other has a weapon, since itâs supposed to be a gladiatorial match.
There was no way I was going to let Aldo carry a weapon.
Well, Alice can kill people with her bare hands, so there is no problem.
âNow, the rules are simple. All you have to do is kill your opponent. If Aldo kills Alice, Aldo will be freed, and if Alice kills Aldo she will be freed from her slavery. Begin!â
The crowd cheered loudly again as Carlo announced the start.
âCome on! Kill him!!â
âAlice, please marry me!â
Well, I wonder what will happen.
Alice looked at the man in front of her.
The man looked pale and stunned.
He still hadnât sorted out the situation he was in.
And the chains that still bind her were in-front of her.
Aliceâs heart was beating wildly.
Alice suppressed her chest with her right hand.
It was clear that the audience wanted to see the death of Aldo.
In Germanis, Aliceâs hometown, there were no such atrocities.
Whatâs the fun in killing people together?
Alice was at a loss to understand.
But that didnât matter now.
âMaster Aldo, no, Aldo. Are you ready?â
Killing intent poured out of Alice.
Aldo was hit head-on by Aliceâs killing intent his buttocks.
With a strong face, he backed away and tried to escape.
Alice looked down at him coldly and c down.
âDonât come here!â(Aldo)
Alice meditated once and calmed her breathing.
Alice produced a thread from her fingertips.
The hardened thread became as hard as iron.
It could easily tear off a personâs skin.
She sticks out his right hand and tries to stick a needle made of thread into Aldoâs eye.
However, the needle did not pierce Aldo.
Because Aliceâs hand stopped just before it touched Aldoâs eyes.
Aliceâs hands trembled.
Her face turns pale and sweat gushes out from her body.
Alice was breathing hard.
She grabbed her right hand with her left and managed to thrust it at Aldo.
However, Aliceâs right hand became as hard as stone and did not move.
âOh! Aldo, this is your chance!â
Why have the needles stopped?
But when he saw Alice shaking, he finally grasped the situation.
Aldo patted Aliceâs right hand with his hand.
Alice let out a small cry.
Alice backed away, her face turning pale.
Aldo slowly stood up and approached Alice.
With tears in her eyes, Alice begged Aldoâs forgiveness.
âHey, what are you doing!â
âWhy are you running away!?â
âDonât bully little Alice!â
The crowd shouted in frustration and threw stones at him.
Pebbles rained down on Aldo and Alice.
Aldo ignored the pebbles raining down on him and kicked Alice in the stomach.
Alice screamed in agony and crouched down.
Aldo grabbed Alice by the hair and punched her in the face as hard as he could.
âWhat were you going to do to me, slave? Alice.â
Aldo kicks Alice in the face as she apologizes.
Letting out a small scream, Alice rolled on the ground.
Aldo presses down on top of Alice and punches her in her beautiful face.
âDonât mess with me! I am, I am the King of this land! Iâm the man who will be King! Why, why, why!â
Aldo takes his unreasonable anger out on Alice.
Alice begged Aldoâs forgiveness, smearing her beautiful face with mud, tears and snot.
âLook, Alice. Iâm very forgiving. Iâll give you a chance. Die, kill yourself!â
Alice knows that even if she killed herself here nothing would change. There was no chance Aldo would survive.
He would be stripped of his clothes and left alone.
Neither Almus nor Carlo would lay a hand on him.
But it was obvious that the people would torture Aldo to death on their own.
(But if Iâm going to dieâŠ)
If I win against Aldo, Aldo will die.
We donât want to cause any trouble.
Thatâs good then, isnât it?
I donât see why I need to be afraid to try.
Alice was lost in thought.
(Are you sure you want to do that?)
A clear voice echoed in the arena.
The voice was strangely well spoken.
The audience, Aldo, and Alice all turned their attention to the one who had made the call.
Almus asks Alice in a loud voice, staring at her.
Youâll never be free. Is that what you want? Are you willing to end your life bound by such chains, âŠchains weaker than a spiderâs thread?
Almus said, then sat down quietly.
His eyes were fixed firmly on Alice.
âWhat the hell was that? Well, anyway, Alice! Die!
Aldo starts hitting Alice again.
He hits me in the face, in the stomach, in the chest.
Occasionally my hair is pulled and I am rolled around on the ground.
He grabbed me by the chest and tore my clothes off.
Alice thought so as Aldo did what he wanted.
Aldoâs fist drops into Aliceâs face again.
However, the fist did not shoot Alice in the face.
Because Alice had grabbed his fist.
âHey, what the hell! Alice! Let go of me! You canât hit me!â
âI want to be, I want to be free!â
Strangely enough, the sound echoed through the arena.
âHuh? Oh, my hand, my hand!â
Aldo holds his crushed fist and screams.
Fingers bent in directions they shouldnât be, bones popping out of the flesh.
A trickle of blood stained the ground.
âI will kill you and be free!â
Alice punched Aldo in the face.
Aldo bounced off the ground three times before hitting the wall of the arena.
Alice grabbed Aldoâs arm, who was slammed against the wall and breathing hard.
Aldo is thrown about ten meters into the air.
He fell right in the middle of the arena.
âOh, gosh, Iâm the King of this country.â
Alice got on top of Aldo, who was out of breath, and punched him repeatedly.
âUh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, uh-oh, help me, Marlin.â
Aldo shouts out the name of his first love, a woman.
Merlin was in the process of making her own pudding, having seen the pudding the diplomat brought in and wanting to eat it.
She put on an apron and started humming.
Making sweets is a girlâs favorite thing to do.
âNo, I donât want to die, I donât want to be in pain, help me, forgive me, Alice!â
âOh, Alice, âŠforgive me.â
She stomped on Aldoâs stomach.
A sound like a frog being squashed comes from Aldoâs mouth.
Air leaked from Aldoâs mouth.
âWhen I asked for forgiveness!â
His internal organs were crushed.
âHave you ever stopped!!â
His mouth was overflowing with his guts.
His guts were overflowing from his backside too.
Aldo was dead and Alice was free.
âWhat have you done? Mongoose. It smells sweet.â
âPudding. Want some? I havenât made it in two hundred years, so I canât guarantee the taste.â
Merlin offered him some pudding, which he scooped up with his spoon and put it in his mouth.
Curioâs face broke into a smile.
âRight? Iâll give you one serving.â
Merlin handed the pudding to Curio with a look of pride on her face.
They were both in the middle of escaping reality after they left.
âHmm. âŠWell, I guess itâs about time I left my job as a Court Sorcerer. Iâve got a lot of research to do, and I need to focus on that rather than politics right now.â
âOh, research, huh? Please let me know when itâs finished.â
âOkay. I am sure youâll be surprised.â
They begin to make small talk about nothing.
âAre you sure this is the right place?â
âThe boy from DeMorgal.â
âOh, that little brat? Oh, and you said his name was Aldo. What about it?â
âNo, he was in love with you. Without any spellâŠâ
Both when she was on Earth and after she came to the other world, Merlin was very popular.
It is because of the fact that Merlin herself was a beautiful girl.
It may also be that the Caucasian Gauls find the Mongoloid Merlin to be exotic and attractive.
âOh, by the way, today is the day of his execution, isnât it? Do you want to say a prayer?â
The two of them meditated for five seconds.
âYes, itâs done. Come on, letâs eat!â
They then began to eat the pudding.