Chapter 12: The Devil [3]
Three slaves were lying dead, piled on top of each other.
The surviving man was taking a deep breath and putting his hands on his sides.
It seemed that the pain in his ribs had become worse due to the intense physical fight. In his other hand, he held a dagger still covered in blood.
He looked curiously at Eren, the last survivor, and opened his mouth.
"Thank you… for helping me!"
At that moment, the man's new form quickly rushed towards Eren. A dagger that stabs in, sending drops of blood flying.
But Eren's foot was already kicking the man's side mercilessly. Exactly cracked ribs.
Puck!
"Kwaaah!"
The man seemed to have received a fatal blow and collapsed on the spot, clutching his side and writhing in pain.
Without wasting time, Eren snatched the dagger from his hand, held it with both hands, and stabbed it deep into the man's heart.
"You, you, on purpose… you devil…."
The man, who was grabbing Eren by the collar with his eyes wide open, eventually dropped his hand helplessly.
"Whoa, whoo."
Eren caught his breath and looked around the cage that had become a sea of blood.
The miserable screams of slaves on both sides continued to echo throughout the clearing, as if the battle was not yet over.
Meanwhile, Bhatia watched Eren's cage closely from beginning to end.
The complex expression did not leave his face.
'Did he push the dagger away on purpose?'
In fact, he had secretly given orders to his adjutant who was responsible for distributing daggers.
Drop the dagger in front of Eren.
The adjutant faithfully carried out his orders, but Eren refused to take the dagger.
However, as they watched the carnage that followed, they all realized that things had gone as Eren had thought.
'So does that mean he knew all four people's conditions in advance?'
It was hard to believe that he made such calculations at such a young age.
Of course, one could have thought it was just luck.
The dagger may also have been thrown away out of fear.
However, the boy had survived the 'attack of wild beasts' in the Colosseum. That point should not have been overlooked.
Altanic, who was watching the scene together, also looked greedily at Eren, who survived until the end, and then turned his head to look at Bhatia.
'As expected, he survived. There seems to be something in him.'
He was so busy looking at Eren that he couldn't feel Bhatia's gaze.
'Maybe he could make some money for me!'
Altanic's mind began to spin rapidly.
**
The sun had completely set, and one survivor was assigned to each cell.
Surprisingly, they had to stay in the solitary cell, which had become a mess, along with the corpses, until the sun rose.
Blood continued to flow from the corpses.
A damp floor with a strong scent of blood.
Insects had already begun to swarm around the corpses, and a sharp wind pierced right through the iron bars.
Wooow! Wooow!
A crazy howling sound could also be heard from the side.
Had he gone crazy after being pushed into an extreme situation?
Maybe it was strange that he didn't go crazy. They planned to push the slaves to the extreme and create perfect killers both physically and mentally.
Eren endured his heightened senses and continued to replay the events that happened in the past in his head.
Of course, one could have thought it was just luck.
The dagger may also have been thrown away out of fear. He felt like his head would explode if he didn't do this.
The first thing that came to mind was the gunmen who killed his parents.
A man with a red-eyed figure wearing a black long robe, blue hair, and blue eyes, gave off the air of a nobleman.
And held in his hand.
"Devil's orb…."
Suddenly, the words and appearance of the blue man came to mind clearly.
'The devil's orb has been recovered. Let's go.'
What is it?
However, considering that everyone was killed to destroy evidence, it must have been an important item.
If so, finding them might be easier than you think.
All he have to do is chase the devil's orb.
Eren thought that if he was going to escape this place, he would have to get information about the Devil's Orb.
And in order to deal with them, he had to learn how to fight in a short period of time.
He thought that maybe it would be a good idea to make some use of this gladiator training center.
The next thing that came to mind was the comfort and warmth he felt in the carriage when he was taken to the slave dealer.
When he naturally came to his senses, the image of the girl he saw clearly came to mind.
So much so that he could even see the tears in her eyes. She had matted black hair, silver eyes that shined like jewels, and a diamond pattern engraved on her forehead.
It must be a sign of some tribe.
Her entire body was covered in dust, but her fair skin could not be hidden.
Eren vaguely thought about reuniting with her. The reason was unknown. He just wanted to feel that comfort and warmth again of that girl again.
And Montecorato, whom he met at the Colosseum.
He would never forget that toad-like appearance for the rest of his life.
Eren caressed the knife mark on his scarred cheek.
He promised that when he met him, he would repay him in the same amount as he had received.
The last thing that came to mind was none other than Prince Merca.
He was the most friendly person he met after the mercenary army was destroyed.
And the heart pounding he felt at that time.
Because it was the first time he felt it, Eren couldn't tell exactly what it was. A normal person would clearly know what that feeling was like. It was a feeling of sameness.
Ding ding ding! Ding ding ding!
At that time, a bell was heard from somewhere.
Eren suddenly opened his eyes. Before he knew it, the long night had passed and a new morning sun was rising.
The inside of the cage became brighter, and Eren's appearance was slowly revealed.
The training adjutant who came out to check the condition of the slaves stood there with an expression of astonishment upon seeing Eren.
He was sitting on top of the corpses with his back straight.
Gifts
-- Gift
received Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
stone