Even goblins are dangerous in this other world!

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About a year ago, when he couldn't afford the college tuition, Margaret bought him for 3 gold coins.

They also promised to cover all his tuition fees and the points he needed each month.

Three gold coins were a huge sum of money for the boy, and he naturally agreed.

Of course, he never went to school again after that.

Such things are common in Kanriel. Young men and women with dreams come to this crazy city, but most of them are quickly defeated by reality. At that point, if you just beckon them, it will be hard for them to go back.

"I've heard there's already news about that person, Lady Margaret."

The boy spoke in a low voice, deliberately controlling his tone to be the one Margaret liked best:

"I think you should be able to get what you want soon."

"That's good."

Margaret smiled.

She was wearing a red nightgown, which, in the dim light, outlined an alluring curve that was faintly visible.

"May I... ask a question?"

The boy hesitated for a moment, then spoke softly:

"You're only looking for that blond man to report back to your superiors, right?"

Upon hearing this, Margaret glanced down at the boy, and when she saw the jealous look on his face, a smile played on her lips:

"So you're jealous, Heath?"

She extended her slender fingers, lifted the boy's chin, and spoke in a teasing tone:

"I don't recall ever giving you the right to be jealous, do I?"

"Because I heard that the man was very handsome..."

The boy, whose chin had been lifted, spoke with difficulty.

Margaret looked at the boy's flushed face and suddenly became interested.

She's been under a lot of pressure these past few days. To be honest, Heath's type is her real preference, while Lord Kelda is more of a matter of necessity.

The atmosphere gradually became ambiguous. She leaned down, her face close to the boy's, looking into his pupils, her warm breath brushing against his face.

"If you want to stay ranked high in my charts, it all depends on your performance tonight—"

boom! !

The arena doors were flung open from the outside, interrupting Margarita's words.

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen!

Wearing a raccoon mask, Luo Xiu stood in the night at the doorway, like an actor just stepping onto the stage, arms raised high, waving to an imaginary audience:

"Nice to meet you."

Everyone in the arena turned their attention to Luo Xiu.

They looked on in surprise, wondering why a madman would come to the arena in the middle of the night.

There are indeed many crazy people in Canril, but there's a limit to madness.

The fact that the arena occupies one of the five gates of Kanriel, on par with the Sorcerer Academy, the Alchemist Academy, the Nobles, and the Knights, makes it obvious to anyone that there's more to it than meets the eye.

Forcing your way into the arena is practically suicide.

"Why is no one responding, no one applauding? Ladies and gentlemen, wasn't my entrance grand enough?"

Luo Xiu tilted his head slightly and asked in a puzzled voice.

Margaret jumped to her feet.

Although she couldn't see Luo Xiu's face, she had a feeling that this was the person who had ruined her plans that day.

I was looking for him, and he actually came to me on his own initiative?!

She stared at Luo Xiu, and Luo Xiu also looked up and noticed her on the platform.

Margaret pointed at Luo Xiu, signaling for the others to capture him.

Just like a female general who commands thousands of troops during wartime.

But Luo Xiu suddenly moved.

The movement was completely unexpected and too sudden.

His figure vanished from the spot, turning into a blur in the air, and before anyone could react, he headed straight for Margarita on the high platform.

By the time Margarita realized what was happening, he was already leaping repeatedly across the stands, rapidly closing in on Margarita.

"catch him!!!"

Margaret then realized what was happening and screamed.

Everyone rushed towards Luo Xiu.

But their speed couldn't compare to Luo Xiu's; Luo Xiu was simply too fast.

Fourth-order velocity.

Only a fourth-tier assassin can match his speed.

In just a moment, Luo Xiu had easily jumped onto the high platform and arrived in front of Margaret and the boy.

"No wonder they didn't applaud me; they were preparing to applaud someone else."

Luo Xiu smiled as he looked at Margaret and the boy.

The scene before me is crystal clear.

"What are you doing?! This is the arena!!"

Margaret shouted sharply.

But a hint of fear flashed in her eyes. She had thought that Luo Xiu was not that strong and that killing the demon bat was just a coincidence, but the speed that Luo Xiu had just shown made her waver.

“I know this is an arena, that’s why I came here.”

Luo Xiu said softly:

"I was walking down the street today when I ran into two people from the arena. They attacked me without saying a word. I'm not the person they're looking for, but they still tried to capture me."

"That's why I'm here to demand an explanation."

The moment Luo Xiu finished speaking, he exerted force with his feet, took a step forward, and reached out to grab Margaret.

Margaret was wearing a nightgown and didn't even have a magic pocket.

As Luo Xiu's figure pounced towards her like a ghost, fear flashed in her eyes. She opened her right hand, and a dark red magic circle appeared in her palm, suddenly expanding.

Countless thorns erupted from the magic array, coiling around Luo Xiu.

But two daggers appeared in Luo Xiu's hands, and he kept waving them down, instantly cutting the thorns into pieces that fell to the ground, unable to get even a hair's breadth away from Luo Xiu.

assassin!

He's a high-ranking assassin!

Margarita looked flustered. At this moment, she believed that Luo Xiu was not the person from that day. Such speed and attack methods could only be those of a professional assassin.

She disregarded everything else, her body, still clad in a bathrobe, suddenly rolled on the ground, unleashing her inner magic with abandon. Several scarlet magic circles appeared in the air, spraying thorns.

The thorns that filled the sky formed a bridge of thorns, stretching down into the arena below.

She leaped, jumping towards the thorny bridge.

But Luo Xiu had already arrived behind her.

The wind created by her figure fluttered her red nightgown, and Margaret immediately realized that Luo Xiu was behind her. Fear instantly took hold of her heart.

She suddenly waved her hand in mid-air, and several thorns attacked Luo Xiu from the side, lifting up the boy in the white shirt and blocking him in front of Luo Xiu.

By this time, the white shirt had turned blood-red. Margaret had already bound the boy when the Bridge of Thorns was built, in order to use him to buy time.

At this moment, the boy's blood dripped from the sharp thorns, his expression was painful and ferocious, and his wide eyes were full of blood vessels.

It no longer has that initial beauty.

Margaret succeeded. Luo Xiu was stunned for a moment when he saw the boy's face. It was in that instant that Margaret jumped onto the thorny bridge and fled towards the bottom of the arena as the thorns spread.

The reason Luo Xiu was stunned for a moment was not because the boy's face was ferocious, but because the boy's face seemed familiar.

This face is ninety percent similar to the face in the painting in Nika's room, the girl who led the way.

The boy in the painting in Nika's room had a beauty mark at the corner of his eye, but this boy didn't.

"What's your name?"

Luo Xiu spoke softly.

Even though they don't look exactly alike, he still wanted to confirm.

But the boy did not answer him; his neck was now pierced and bound by thorns, and he could not utter a word.

Just then, a thorn fell from the sky and pierced directly through the boy's head.

Poof! ! !

The crimson liquid splattered all over Luo Xiu.

In the center of the arena, Margaret, who had already run far away, turned around, looked at Luo Xiu, who was splattered with blood, with a smug look, and laughed angrily:

"No matter who you are, if you dare to enter the arena, you must be prepared to pay the price."

She was no longer the pathetic, homeless dog she had just fled from.

She has already ordered her men to unleash the true power of the arena, determined to make Luo Xiu pay a heavy price.

But when Luo Xiu on the high platform looked up at her,

The cold gaze emanating from beneath the raccoon mask sent a shiver down her spine, and a nameless fear gripped her heart.

The next second, her vision blurred.

Before she could react, Luo Xiu leaped high from the platform and crashed down in front of her like a meteor.

boom! ! !