The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell
Chapter 99

Looking into the direction Marsha pointed, Ludwig found lack receiving a bag full of fedulings from someone else, and he showed it off to the crowd.

The bag was probably filled with about 5000 fedulings.

Seeing how Marsha stared at the fedulings, Ludwig could not help but wonder that Marsha seemed to be a miser?

If that was the case, she might be able to start from it...

“Ludwig, are there rewards for winning the battles here?” At that time, Marsha’s words interrupted Ludwig's train of thoughts.

Ludwig returned to her senses, and she nodded as she answered, “That's right.

The more you win, the higher the reward.”

Then, Ludwig gave a rough description of the battle arena’s rules.

It was pretty simple.

The warriors that joined the competition would receive an appearance fee, and if they won, they would get a monetary reward.

The better the accomplishment and the higher the chance of winning, the pricier the appearance fee would be. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Of course, the monetary reward would also be more lucrative.

“You were training behind closed doors before this, so you might not be aware that Jack had only competed for six days, and he fought in eight battles.

However, he never lost once.

His opponents were all knocked out in one hit.

Hence, he's nicknamed, One-Punch Jack,” Ludwig explained to Steven, and she watched Jack walked down the arena.

“Ludwig, do many people in Evergreen Town know about this battle arena?” Marsha suddenly asked. Ludwig showed a smug expression and answered, “Yes.

Not only in Evergreen Town but all the Oceans Chamber of Commerce's businesses.

As long as they are in Earlington of Efrax, they are well known to everyone.

However, the battle arena is fascinating, so it attracts more attention.

Hence, its popularity is comparable to casinos and brothels.”

"Ah, I got it!” Marsha nodded, “Jack's doing this as not only can he hone his skills in actual battles, but he can also quickly make himself famous.

Thus, he can also easily leave an impression among the DarkMoon Sect's disciples when the time comes.”

At the thought of that, Marsha commented, “Ludwig, since the battle arena is open for the public, I should be able to join it too, right? I'm a warrior, and it fits the requirement.”

"You want to join it too?” Ludwig looked at Marsha in surprise.

She did not expect that Marsha would suggest such a request.

Ludwig's little mouth widened slightly, and her expression was charming.

“That's right!” Marsha nodded and laughed, “Ludwig, didn't you say before that the winner can get a lucrative amount of fedulings? Besides, you gave me such a big temptation just now, and you should give me some time to consider it, right?”

Ludwig pondered for a moment, and she instantly understood what Marsha meant.

If she gave Marsha an insane amount of money, then Marsha would be indebted to her.

Thus, when Marsha wanted to refuse Ludwig's offer again, he would not be able to do so directly due to that favor.

Furthermore, Marsha could earn the fedulings through his capabilities in the arena, and at the same time practicing his martial skills through actual combat.

Besides, just as he said, he needed some time to consider her offer.

“Alright.

Of course, you can join.” After understanding Marsha's intention, Ludwig naturally would accept Marsha's suggestion.

But, she still warned him carefully, “Before you enter the battle arena’s competition, you must know that you'll have to sign a life and death contract in advance, and you'll bear all the consequences. Hence, you should immediately jump down from the arena and admit defeat whenever you meet a danger.

Don't try to show off!”

“Mm. know...” Marsha nodded, and with a smile on his face, he asked, “Ludwig, since the battle arena is part of the Oceans Chamber of Commerce's businesses, can you arrange for me to be the next one?”

Ludwig thought it was funny yet annoying, and she rolled her eyes at Astor.

“Sure..."As Ludwig was always gentle, she would rarely show such an amorous expression, and Marsha was slightly dazed when he saw her like that.

Nevertheless, Ludwig quickly realized it too, and she hurriedly took a deep breath.

Then, she sullenly reminded, “As always, remember your safety, alright?”

“Yes, Ludwig.” Marsha laughed as he opened the door to head outside.

Just as he walked out the door, he suddenly had a thought and said, “Ludwig, you're charming when you don't act like a teacher.”

Before Ludwig could even react, Marsha closed the door and headed toward the arena downstairs. Smiling, he thought that the god-given senior was not only pretty but also a gentle person. Nonetheless, Ludwig was better off as a teacher instead.

However, pulling her legs from time to time was still fun

In the room, Ludwig was dumbfounded for a long while, and when she finally regained herself, her cheeks were hot.

“You...” No matter how she thought about it, there seemed to be no word that could describe him well.

Ludwig laughed helplessly, walked toward the window, and looked at the arena below.

After the current match was over, it was Marsha's turn to get in the ring, all thanks to Ludwig. Based on the battle arena’s rule, contestants of a similar winning streak would be arranged together. As that was the first time Marsha joined the competition, he had no winning streak.

Thus, his opponent was a warrior that won one match before.

However, that martial artist seemed to be much more exaggerated than Astor.

The man in his thirties was strong.

His skin seemed to b e made out of iron and his muscles out of steel.

His hair stood upright on his head like nails, and the beard on his face added a fierce aura to him. Following the appearance of the two men, the crowd took a look at them and shook their heads. Judging the size of their bodies, the outcome of the competition was obvious.

Although Marsha was taller than his peers, he appeared as thin as a paper before the burly man. Looking at their appearances and auras, his opponent's fierce impression was far more convincing. “One hit! I can knock you down with just a hit,” After getting in the ring, the burly man looked at Steven, “I'm not afraid to let you know that despite only being on the third stage of the True Martial Realm, my strength is comparable to mid-fourth-stage.”

"Stop talking nonsense! I'm in a hurry.

I'll only get ten fedulings if I win against you.” Marsha looked askance at him.

Even though Marsha got into the competition in advance by relying on Ludwig's status, the reward for winning could not be changed casually.

As Marsha did not have any winning result, nor was he famous, his appearance fee was only five fedulings, and the winning reward was also the same.

As long as his winning streak increased, especially if he won eight consecutive matches like Jack, he got thousands of fedulings for winning a game

As Marsha still had other errands, he did not want to waste much time in the competition.

More importantly, why did that charcoal-looking blockhead think he could send Marsha flying with just a hit?

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