Alien Knights

Watching Deirdre leave his room, Todd sat on the bed, recalling what Ackerman had said. Among the faction leaders in the arena, there is indeed a woman whose name seems to be Deirdre.

Opening the soul space and finding Rachel, Todd began to ask her about Boyle's life.

"Boyle's tribe originally belonged to a branch of a large clan in the southern region. This tribe has an offensive and defensive alliance agreement with many tribes with the same spirit." Rachel said while recalling: "During the battle against the Kingdom of Ulster, the strength of this tribe was repeatedly weakened, and finally became a servant of the kingdom."

"But Boyle is extremely ambitious. While pretending to obey the Ulster Kingdom, he secretly cultivated his own army."

Todd opened the map of the North on the computer and nodded while listening: "So, have you heard of the woman Deirdre?"

"Deirdre?"

Rachel's expression became a little strange: "Where did you hear this name?"

"Just now, she came to me and said that she could help me and Boyle's people leave the arena."

Rachel stared into Todd's eyes: "Is this the first time she's come to see you?"

Todd shook his head: "There was another time before, but at that time I couldn't understand Northland, and I didn't know who she was at all."

"Deirdre is a well-known beauty among the southern tribes. When she was eleven years old, his father made a covenant with Boyle, and promised to hold a wedding for the two of them when she became an adult..." Rachel squinted her eyes and glanced at Todd: "How is it? Are you a little moved by hearing this?"

Todd's face was inexplicable: "Passionate?"

Rachel narrowed her eyes and said with a smile: "You have acquired the status of Boyle now, which means you can take her... um..."

Rachel made a ring with the thumb and index finger of her left hand, and moved the index finger of her right hand in and out of the ring.

Todd opened his eyes: "Where did you learn this movement?!"

Rachel raised her chin and pointed to the computer.

"Don't look at those messy things!" Todd rubbed his temples with his fingers, and said helplessly: "I won't do such things that desecrate the dead and take advantage of others' danger."

Hearing Todd's words, Rachel's expression couldn't tell whether it was serious or joking: "If you accept her, she may still be happy."

"What's the meaning?"

"That woman is a heterogeneous, and a cursed heterogeneous."

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Returning from the soul space to the real world, Todd fell on the wooden bed, looked at the shed in front of him, and sighed.

In the past, he took the matter of obtaining Boyle's identity too simply.

Obtaining a person's status means not only obtaining his property, but also means that you will assume his responsibilities.

If Todd was a hard-hearted or dark-hearted person, then everything would be much easier. All he needs to do is to uphold the principle of maximizing benefits and get everything he wants by any means.

However, the sense of morality and commandments from the previous life make it impossible for travelers in this civilized world to use chaotic and disorderly thoughts to control their own behavior.

This may be a bad thing, but it may also be a good thing.

Putting aside these disturbances for the time being, Todd's life was quite regular for the next week.

After getting up early in the morning, washing up and having breakfast, Todd will spend three minutes pulling all Muxi Kingdom officials into the soul space, listening to their reports, and making work arrangements.

After dealing with the affairs of the kingdom, Todd will invite Rachel to enter the soul space to learn about recent events in the Ulster Kingdom and listen to information from important people.

After finishing these two things in the soul space, Todd will go to the gladiator training ground, nominally to watch the training of low-level fighters, but actually to find ways to secretly learn the basics of fighting during their fights.

After lunch and a short nap, Todd would call Ackerman, Casper, and the barbarian sisters to check on their rehearsals and preparations.

It is a pity that the newly appointed director of the arena, Fiocha, was not able to watch the four-person confrontation. In order to make up for his regret, he even recruited four people in private, hoping that they would relive the process of wrestling again.

After the wish was fulfilled, beyond the expectations of the four, Fiocha greatly appreciated this novel way of fighting.

Regarding this humble nobleman, Todd learned about his background through Rachel's mouth.

Fiocha's father, Fergus, was the half-brother of the former king of Ulster. After the death of the previous king, in order to be able to marry the beautiful widow queen, he voluntarily gave up the right to inherit the throne, and instead gave the king's crown to the queen's son, Conchiub (the queen's illegitimate son before marriage).

So Fiotcha was the younger brother of King Conchiub.

The king's confidant and important minister, Fogar, originally wanted to ask the king to give him the post of director of the arena. But because he rejected the other party's request to get involved with his daughter Emel, the king turned to Fiocha as the director of the arena.

It sounds complicated, but in the final analysis, there are only four people in power in Ulster who are playing power games around the "Red Circle", namely King Conchiub, his confidant minister Furgar, the elder brother of the former king Fergus, and Fergus' son Fiocha.

The topic goes back to Fiocha.

Every afternoon, Fiocha would seek out Todd and request a duel again.

After roughly knowing the son's preference, Todd will choose what he likes. In previous movies and games, he will pick out some difficult but extremely gorgeous moves and use them in battle.

Whenever this happens, Fiocha can't help but stop his movements, and repeatedly asks Todd to repeat the fighting moves just now until he memorizes them.

After finishing the day's work, when the sun sets and the other gladiators have returned to their residences, Todd will sneak out, sneak into the second basement floor, and start looking for the secret passage that Ackerman said.

With the ability of night vision and perspective, it doesn't take much effort to find the secret path.

In the warehouse of waste, there is a sewer. The iron fence at the entrance has long been rusted and corroded due to lack of maintenance throughout the year. With a slight lift of the hand, the iron fence can be removed, revealing a pipe that only one person can crawl through. Presumably the old Earl who escaped from the arena back then took this path.

After confirming the escape route, Todd began to think about how to bring Boyle's people out of the arena safely.

One evening, when he was secretly planning his escape plan, Ackerman and Casper suddenly came to his door.

"Master Boyle, we have something to discuss with you."

Looking at Ackerman who was hesitating at the door, Todd had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Couldn't you have messed with another hot-tempered woman?"

Ackerman quickly smiled and waved his hands: "It's like this. After seeing the battle between the two of us and Parli and Parni, a few friends came to us, hoping to learn how to perform battles."

Casper's face was as suffocated as a pig's liver. He wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth for a long time, but finally he didn't speak.

Todd stood up, looked at Ackerman with a disturbed face, and said doubtfully, "How do they know about the combat performance?"

"The performance of the four of us may be okay to deal with the audience. But there are many experienced gladiators who can see the clues by observing the position of the arrow and the strength of the attack." Ackerman scratched his head: "They found us and asked the whole story. We wanted to keep it secret..."

"It's not because of your big mouth..." Caspar growled angrily.

Ackerman's expression became more reserved, and he lowered his head and said, "About the artificial blood and flint, they repeatedly asked the truth. We really couldn't stand it, so we had to bring them to see you."

Todd waved his hand indifferently and said, "It's not a big deal if you want to learn combat performance. At most, I will work harder and teach a few more people. By the way, after all, how many people are there?"

Beads of sweat slowly overflowed on Ackerman's forehead, he stretched out three fingers tremblingly, and stammered, "Not many, not many, just a few people."

"Three people?" Looking at the three fingers raised by the other party, Todd asked suspiciously.

Ackerman forced a smile and said, "A little more."

"Thirty people?!"

"A little more..."

Losing his patience, Todd pushed away the two people who were blocking the door, and took advantage of the last rays of the setting sun to look at the square under the platform of the residence.

Everywhere you look, there are people everywhere!

The dense crowd of gladiators crowded under the terrace, and when they saw Todd's appearance, they all cheered: "The Red Champion!"

Among them were people from the North Island, barbarians, and people from the plains. Together, there were hundreds of people.

Todd turned his head stiffly, looked at Ackerman who looked embarrassed, and cursed helplessly: "You bastard..."