Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

After leaving the Colosseum, Xie Wei asked the light golden soul sitting on his shoulder on the way back to the inn.

"Dagumbi, the magic of guiding souls can allow souls to enter the soul-guiding bottle. Can I take Miranda back to the snowfield?"

Sal doesn't want Miranda to stay here, and neither does Shevi.

Before Dagumbi could answer, Shevy reached out and took him in his hand, then pinched his face.

"Are you going to say again that you don't know?"

Dagambi: "..."

Pushing away the fingers that were pinching him, Dagambie stared into Xie Wei's eyes for a long time. After a while, he leaned close to Xie Wei's ear and spoke seriously.

"Thank you, Shevy."

The magician with gentle features curled up his lips slightly and spoke softly.

"Let's take her home together."

……

Dagambie told Shevi that without a soul tablet of their own, the soul of the deceased would wander around the place of death.

Therefore, Miranda's soul must still be in the arena under the stands of the Colosseum.

At night, the guards of the Colosseum mainly concentrated in the backyard to guard the slaves and monsters, while there were only two guards on duty between the stands and the Colosseum, but they only guarded the entrance to the corridor leading from the stands to the backyard.

So after Xie Wei used the teleportation scroll to enter the Colosseum late one night, he used the magic of guiding souls in the arena without any hindrance.

The floor of the arena was not paved with stone bricks. A green magic circle quickly unfolded on the reddish-brown sandy ground, and then the green magic elements spread in a web-like manner to every corner of the arena. After more than ten seconds, the web-like magic elements gradually disappeared, and were replaced by souls of different sizes and colors that appeared crowded in the arena.

In the magic circle that dissipated under Xie Wei's feet, a thin line of light blue magic elements stretched into the distance, and Miranda's soul was at the end of this line.

Passing through the various souls that appeared in the arena due to the magic of guiding souls, Xie Wei found the small soul emitting light blue light gathered in the corner of the arena with hundreds of souls.

Looking at the souls next to Miranda, Xie Wei was unable to react for a long time.

The night in September in Sunset City was extremely hot. Standing in the arena surrounded by all kinds of souls, Xie Wei felt as if the blood in his body was completely frozen for a moment.

He turned to look at Dagambie floating beside him, and his Adam's apple rolled several times before he found his voice: "Dagambie...they...they are all..."

Are they all Paraisos?

Xie Wei couldn't finish his words, but Dagambi nodded at Xie Wei.

Gathered together with Miranda's soul are the souls of all the Palazzo people who died in the Colosseum.

This is just an arena in a small town.

The Parasaus have handsome looks and tall and strong bodies, and they are the most sought-after gladiators.

But no matter how popular they were, their lives were worthless and lowly in the eyes of slave owners, arena owners, dignitaries, gamblers and spectators.

After the war, since it was no longer possible to capture the Parasau people, the slave owners even treated them as domestic livestock and used every possible means to artificially breed the Parasau people.

Parasos with high warrior talents can be trained to become excellent gladiators, and Parasos with low talents can also be trained to become pets loved by nobles. For slave traders, keeping Parasos in captivity will never be a losing business.

Sal had never told Shevi these things in detail before. Shevi heard them from all kinds of people in the taverns in Sunset City and in the stands of the Colosseum.

Dagambie carried the soul-calling bottle that Xie Wei was holding to the ground near Miranda and the others, then approached the souls and led them into the soul-calling bottle one by one.

By the time Xie Wei came to his senses, the souls of all the Parasos had already entered the soul-calling bottle. He reached out to wipe the sweat from his forehead, then held up the soul-calling bottle with both hands, carefully sealed the bottle mouth, and was about to use the teleportation scroll to leave the Colosseum, but Dagambie beside him suddenly grabbed his robe and exclaimed.

"Xie Wei! Get out of the way!"

The attack magic that broke through the air behind him was very fast, but Xie Wei's defensive magic was even faster.

After the timely defense, Xie Wei turned around and looked at the black-robed magician who appeared above the stands at some point in time. Without waiting for the other party to release another attack magic, he instantly cast several explosive magic spells in succession. At the same time as the guards rushed over, he unfolded the teleportation scroll and quickly left the Colosseum.

The magic fluctuations of the teleportation scroll need a certain amount of time to dissipate, and during this period of time it is easy for the opponent's magician to track him. After Xie Wei returned to the inn, he did not stay. After packing up the things in the room and eliminating all traces of himself, he hid his body and left the inn.

"Let's find a place to hide first. If we hide for three days, no one will remember what happened today." Dagambi checked Xie Wei's whole body from head to toe. After finding that his clothes were just a little dirty, he sat back on Xie Wei's shoulders with relief.

"Yeah." Sunset City did not have a large protective barrier, so Xie Wei used flying magic to directly leave Sunset City. He planned to stay in a cave he found outside the city for a few days.

No one was chasing after him, so Dagambie was no longer nervous. He said to Xie Wei, "The speed at which you cast magic is actually quite strange. It's too fast. Normal magicians can't cast magic that fast."

"My brother is the same." Xie Wei thought about it and found that Iriel's magic release speed was about the same as his.

"Well, your family is pretty weird. Your mother... cough cough cough... your brother is pretty awesome, and you're pretty awesome too!"

"Yes, my brother is very capable. Did you say anything else before? I didn't hear it clearly."

Flying magic consumes magic power very quickly. Xie Wei had just taken a few magic crystals to replenish his magic power. He was a little distracted and didn't hear clearly what Dagambi said.

"Oh, I thought your brother was pretty awesome. He's the magician with platinum curly hair, right?" Dagambie reached out and tugged at his own braid, changing the subject very naturally.

Xie Wei felt a little strange, but continued with the topic.

"Yes, he is my brother, my biological brother. My brother treats me very well. Do you have a brother? Is your brother good to you?"

Dagumbi: "...I don't have a brother."

Xie Wei's tone was a little regretful, but also a little bit like he wanted to show off: "Oh, what a pity, my brother can also teach me magic."

Dagambi: "..."

For the next ten minutes or so, Dagambie kept listening to Xie Wei saying "my brother did this and that", "my brother said this and that", "my brother gave me this and that", and "my brother likes this and that".

When he saw the cave, Dagumbi rushed in first, wanting to find a quiet place.

A little brat is a little brat. He looked like he was about to cry just now, but now he is showing off his brother to him, and he is so proud of it that he wants to cry!