Six years later.

Arena of Roses.

In the huge oval arena, there are dozens of rows of seats in the stands. The first area at the bottom is the aristocratic area, the second area is the rich area, and the third area consists of the ordinary area, and there are one area at intervals.

The VIP rooms together can accommodate nearly ten thousand people at the same time.

At this moment.

Most of the seats were occupied by people, nobles and commoners, old people and children, men and women.

But no matter who they are, regardless of their age or gender, they are all talking about the ongoing competition, and all kinds of vulgar remarks are endless.

The center of the arena is not a performance area.

Instead, it is an illusory scene that seems to be right in front of you - the mountain peak.

On the top of the mountain is a platform less than ten meters that is slowly shrinking. Judging from the clouds and mist next to it, it would be light if it falls and is broken into pieces.

There are two strange summoning spirits on it, and they are constantly testing each other, but they have not yet decided the winner.

This dilly-dallying scene made the spectators in the stands angrier than the others.

"This fight is really boring."

In one of the VIP rooms, Eric lay on a soft single sofa, took out the cigar from his mouth, and blew out a long puff of smoke.

"What you said is that I will punish these two people later."

Wu Er, a middle-aged butler in a tuxedo, took out a tool and carefully scraped the ash from the cigar.

Eric held his cigar in his mouth again and said casually: "No, this is just a bronze gladiatorial match for transition. The strength is limited, but it is time to reduce the treatment of these slaves to prevent them from being too neglectful."

"My Lord Baron, you are truly a kind man."

Ur looked at him with a look of respect on his face.

Just then, there was a knock on the door outside.

Ur immediately came to the door, opened the door and chatted with the guard outside the door for a few words, then closed the door again and came to Eric's side, saying: "Lord Baron, Miss Vivian wants to see you."

Hearing this, Eric's eyelids twitched twice.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, as the platform on the mountain continued to shrink, one of the spirit summoners was knocked out and landed on the mountain.

As the screen switched, the spirit summoner descended for more than ten breaths, and finally fell to the ground amidst screams. Its body was instantly torn apart, with flesh, blood, and internal organs flying everywhere.

Saw this scene.

There was a loud cheer from all the spectators, who seemed accustomed to this and expected it to happen.

The scene in the center flickered twice and turned into a corner of the ruined city. As a passionate commentary appeared, a new phantom appeared on the scene.

Until then.

Eric looked at the butler beside him and asked, "I heard that my niece recently got hooked up with a viscount?"

"Yes, but it's not the Viscount himself, but his eldest son."

Wu Er said this, and then added: "The heir to the viscount was carefree and impatient. After pursuing Miss Vivian several times without success, he gave up the pursuit and even promised to make the lady look good."

Eric shook his head: "You are still young after all, but that's fine. If she uses her body as a bargaining chip, I'm afraid I can only give up this arena."

Ur nodded and asked: "Lord Baron, shall I refuse her?"

"No, let her come in, and if we delay it any longer, someone will be afraid that she won't be able to help but intervene."

After Eric finished speaking, he focused his attention on the beginning of the gladiatorial battle: "Yes, this is a gladiatorial battle."

In the ruins of the city, two tall spirit summoners were fighting furiously, and pieces of building debris were hammered to pieces in their hands.

No matter from the perspective of visual impact or enjoyment, it far exceeds the transitional gladiatorial match just now.

Not long after the butler exited, the door to the VIP room was opened again.

"Miss Vivian, the Baron is inside."

Ur stopped by the door and made a gesture of invitation to the woman in front of him.

This is a tall woman with long, blond slightly curly hair that is as high as her waist. She has exquisite facial features, purple pupils and bright red lips, giving her a somewhat enchanting and enchanting look.

Especially the proud bust can easily attract the attention of every male creature.

Behind her was a young maid, and two statue-like tall knights wearing silver light armor that encircled them all.

"Yeah?"

Vivian, who just came here from the waiting area.

He looked at the large single sofa in the room and the smoke rising in front of the sofa, and then turned his attention to a young guard not far away.

At this time, the other party was scanning her body with unscrupulous eyes, and the sound of rapid breathing seemed to be close to her ears.

"I like your eyes."

Vivian looked at the young guard and smiled lazily.

The young guard swallowed and was reluctant to look away from her chest and looked at her charming face: "It is an honor for me to be liked by the lady. My name is Tiwa..."

Just as he was introducing his name, he saw Vivian walking into the room.

Ur closed the door, looked at Tiwa coldly, said nothing, and stood quietly waiting.

Tiwa didn't pay attention to his surroundings.

His mind was entirely focused on that beautiful figure just now, that lazy and caressing voice like a kitten, and that charming and alluring face.

Through the conversation just now, he firmly believes that Miss Vivian has taken a liking to him. As long as he takes the initiative a little more, he may be able to become the lady's guest. By then...

Just when he fell into fantasy.

Eric heard Vivian's footsteps and said without looking back: "My dear niece, you came just in time, would you like a cigar?"

"No, Uncle Eric, you should know what I want."

Vivian walked straight to the sofa on the side and sat down. She looked at Eric who was puffing out smoke and smiled very sweetly.

"That's a pity. These are Bren cigars worth one gold coin. Each one is made on the thigh of a beautiful virgin. It's hard to buy them even if you have money."

Eric didn't seem to hear her words and said to himself.

Vivian was not prepared to say more to him and went straight to the point: "When my father was seriously ill, you managed the Rose Arena. After my father left, you said that I was underage and still controlled the arena. Two years ago, I arrived

The legal age of inheritance is sixteen, and you said that I am not capable enough and that I need to train for two more years."

Putting her hands on her chest, she said with a solemn smile on her beautiful face: "So, Uncle Eric, what is your reason this time?"

"Hiss~"

A small snake with colorful scales crawled out from behind her and rested on her shoulder. Its lavender vertical pupils looked at Eric coldly, and its tongue stuck out from time to time, as if looking for an opportunity to take action.

"Vivian, we haven't seen each other for two years, and you said this as soon as you came here. As your uncle, I am very sad."

Eric blew out a puff of thick smoke, stretched his cigar out of the sofa, and then flicked the ashes: "Maybe you can visit my arena first."

Vivian said: "This is my arena."

Eric spread his hands: "Aren't they all the same? We are all members of the Rose family."

"You are not, you are just an agent."

Vivian said, then chuckled: "By the way, Uncle Eric, I almost forgot to tell you something. An elder from the United Council seems to be planning to come here for inspection recently. I wonder if you can bring him

How was the reception?"

The Union Parliament is the highest authority.

There are thirty-seven great nobles serving as council elders, controlling almost all military power and most of the rights.

Regardless of whether they are commoners or nobles, the United Parliament has set strict rules and regulations.

A cold light flashed in Eric's eyes.

The act of exploiting loopholes and taking over an arena that does not belong to oneself is already on the verge of breaking the law. I just want to see if anyone above me intervenes.

That elder may not support Vivian.

But I'm afraid I won't have a good impression of my own behavior.

Although I have someone above me, the other party may not offend an elder for me. The only way is to delay time and find an opportunity to legally inherit the Qiangwei family's property! Or kill her directly!

Soon, Eric smiled and said: "My dear niece, this is your arena, so naturally you should be the one to receive it, but..."

He changed his voice and said: "Considering that you are not familiar with the affairs of the Arena of Roses, I will give you some authority first, and finally the entire Rose Arena."

"Part of the authority?"

Vivian repeated it.

Eric nodded: "Yes, specifically..."

A few minutes later.

"There is something I want to remind uncle."
To be continued...