Bab 291: The First Death of the Day

When it was time for Lothur and Oliver to fight, the two stood in their places, both wearing their killing clothes.

Oliver was wearing a purple cloak that covered most of his body down to his heels, with green gloves on his hands and black shoes on his feet.

On the other hand, Lothur wore a long-sleeved shirt and trousers that fit tightly over his skin, with no bulk left to hinder his movements. He had nothing on his feet, but his hands were protected by red gloves, the same color as his other garments.

"Are these clothes of that color meant to hide your blood that will soon be coming out of you?" Oliver looked at Lothur with a smile on his face, teasing his opponent.

There were still a few more grains of sand left to fall from the top of the hourglass, so Lothur closed his eyes and laughed. "That's so as not to scare the beautiful ladies in the surrounding area with what's about to happen, hehe."