By decree and pro

Ilya looked at Usman and said helplessly, "Although the guards of the Death Row Tower are loose, they are armed with real knives and guns, and there is also a bow and arrow sentry tower. His Royal Highness's skills have not yet recovered. "

"Is it safe in the fighting beast camp? There are red-eyed dead soldiers!" Usman pressed his forehead, "Even this king can hardly intervene."

"Your Majesty..." Ilya lowered his head again. Of course he knew this. Beast fighters have a history longer than the founding of Xiliang, and they have already formed their own rules. Losing (dead) and winning (living) in the Colosseum is the end. There is no reason for the monarch to interfere.

However, Ilya couldn't help but slander: "You don't want him to die innocently, so why send him to the Death Row Tower?"

What's more, your words and deeds are extremely inconsistent, saying that you should make Yan suffer more, so that he can kneel down and beg for mercy, but in private, he sends food and drink to the prisoner's tower.

The naan bread Yan ate every day and the well water he drank were all sent by the emperor himself outside the death row tower, and ordered the eunuch to bring them in for Ilya.

Elijah went to the guard's room to get food bags, but was harassed and harassed by guards who didn't know the inside story. He was afraid of revealing the matter, so he simply became a tortured death row prisoner, so as to win Yan's trust.

This trick was indeed very successful, Yan seemed to be on guard everywhere and was not easy to get along with, but after getting along with him, he found that he was indeed Dayan's pampered prince, and he couldn't tell the difference between "hypocrisy and hypocrisy".

Seeing that he is a weak person, he takes care of him everywhere, but he does not know that a weak person does not mean a good person.

Elijah has never seen a prince with such a "soft" heart. Perhaps in Xiliang, betrayal and killing among royal families are too common.

And after several of his plans, Yan regarded him as a confidant in times of need.

Of course, Ilya also thought about whether Yan was acting. It wasn't until Yan killed the guard for him that he realized that he was serious about himself.

For this reason, Ilya was indeed moved.After all, even his mother was only thinking about how to sell her beautiful son for a good price.

Before coming to the palace, Elijah was a boy servant of a rich merchant, and the rich merchant presented him as a gift to Usman, king of Xiliang.

At that banquet, Usman accepted him with a smile on his face, and then ordered the guards to kill the rich businessman.

The scimitar gleaming with cold light quickly wiped the fat neck of the rich businessman. The businessman who was flattering and smiling just a moment ago was covered in blood in an instant, and he fell to the ground before he could scream. Overwhelmed.

"Don't be sad for him, he is no longer your master." Usman said naturally, and extended his hand to Ilya, "Come here, my king."

Ilya had been serving the king that night, but he didn't go to bed. Afterwards, he lived in the harem as a male favourite.

It took a long time for Ilya to know that his original owner violated the agreement with the king, had been mining "stone paint" privately in the Xiliang Desert, and had also captured many tribal children to serve as coolies.

Relying on his wealth and wealth, he thought that as long as he made good friends with the king, he could override the law.

No, above the king.

Your Majesty executed him that day without interrogation, which also shocked the miners present.

On that day, Ilya's whole heart fell into him, and he couldn't tolerate anyone else except Usman in his eyes.

It's a pity that Junshang never lacks beauties by his side, except for that night's service, Junshang no longer gets close to him.

But Ilya was not willing to be lonely, and he worked hard to show his talents to the king. He was proficient in arithmetic, astronomy, and knew many languages, including Yanyu.

I don't know if it's because of this, Your Majesty didn't let him be a male favourite, but a translator waiting for an edict.

No matter what it is, as long as it is useful to the king, Ilya knows that the king likes "useful" people.

Then one day, Usman asked him to approach the prince from Dayan, to be friends with him, and Ilya readily went.

Ilya always felt that Yan could not win against the Lord, because before Yan came to Xiliang, the Lord was already planning how to "deal with", no, "playing" with him.

Even the details of the crime, such as Ilya's smuggling of jute branches, etc., are true. People around him thought that he was fascinated by money, but they didn't know that it was the beginning of a design.

However, since Yan killed the guard, the development of things was somewhat beyond Ilya's plan.

He had never seen such a warm-hearted and impulsive person. To put it bluntly, Yan would never resign himself to staying in prison.

Elijah knew that the emperor locked Yan into the death row tower to see him submit to himself.But Yan didn't do that, and the death row tower had become a game of dead chess in front of the persevering Yan.

If the stalemate continues, you won't get the result you want, so it's better to send Yan out of the Death Row Tower, to a place that even you can't control... maybe there is a breakthrough.

It's just that when Yan Guo really bowed to the king, would the king still have such a great interest in him?Elijah couldn't help thinking in his heart.

"What do you want to say?" Seeing Ilya's hesitant appearance, Usman was obviously upset.

"Your Majesty, I just want you to fulfill your wish as soon as possible." Ilya said sincerely, "I am loyal to you."

"Achieving what he wanted? Hmph, he would rather die than surrender now!" Usman frowned, "What's so bad about being the king's wife?"

These words really startled Ilya. For a long time, even if Yan himself said that the king of Xiliang wanted to marry him, Ilya thought it was just a joke from the king.

After all, the leaders of the various tribes sent the princess here as if by magic, and wanted to marry the king, but the king pretended to be deaf and dumb, and they were so angry that their beards were crooked.

But because no one was chosen by the king, all the tribes lived in peace, but now they suddenly want to marry Prince Dayan, does this count as turning the elbow?No, it's the fat water flowing to outsiders' fields.

Is Your Majesty serious about doing this?Isn't he worried that more than a hundred tribes in Xiliang will make trouble?

"Your Majesty..." Ilya said, "I don't know if I should say something or not."

"If you don't know how to say it, don't tell it." Usman sent Ilya coldly, "Go back, he will become suspicious if you stay out for too long."

"Yes," Ilya replied embarrassingly, "I will take my leave."

On the way back to the Beast Camp, Ilya kept thinking that Xiliang would have a queen sooner or later, but why now?And why is it inflammation?

Your Majesty, is this a demonic obstacle?Not only did he take the initiative to mention the word "wife", but he really wanted to marry Yan.

However, Your Majesty has always been indifferent to matters of love, why did he become serious when he came to Yan?

"By the way, this must be a combination of rights." Ilya thought, "It's like a wealthy businessman dedicating me to the king to thank the king for allowing him to do business here. Yan is the Prince of Dayan, and the conflict of interests between them Deeper."

"You wait."

Someone stopped Ilya who was running away with his head covered. He turned his head and saw Yalta, the chief eunuch, rushing over.

"Your Majesty, do you have any orders?" Ilya asked respectfully.Most of the personal affairs of the emperor are relayed by Yalta.

"Yes." Yalta wore a gold forehead ring, which made his bald head rounder, like a night pearl.

"Your Majesty said that there is a shortage of medicinal materials in the fighting beast camp. If you are short of anything, ask Xue Ying to deliver a letter. Your Majesty will tie the medicine to Xue Ying and deliver it to you."

Snow Eagle was also domesticated by Usman.

If Usman hadn't ordered in advance, such a lonely eagle king would never listen to Ilya's orders.

"Did your majesty prepare it yourself?" Ilya's heart was turbulent, and he always thought that he could deal with it calmly.After all, when the wealthy businessman who had been with him day and night died in front of him, he was just "in a daze".

"Yes." Yalta said with a half-smile, "Isn't this the same as naan bread? It's all made by Your Majesty himself in the kitchen watching the chef make it."

"Okay, I got it." Ilya was calm on the surface, but inside he felt as if he was being swept by a strong wind, and his whole heart was suffering from catastrophe.

"What's wrong, Your Majesty?" Ilya couldn't help but think, "No matter how good Yan is, it can't be better than the many beauties in the harem."

There are all kinds of beauties by your side, smart, clever, and lovely, including the peerless concubine Xina. So far, Ilya has never seen a woman more beautiful than Xina.

But none of these people, including Ilya himself, has really entered the eyes of the king.

This matter, anyone who is not too dull will realize that although the emperor will be lucky in the harem, he actually doesn't love anyone.

Everyone says that Junshang is the most powerful king, and being a king does not require personal relationships with children.

This will only become a hindrance to the king.

Ilya also thinks so, it is a supreme honor to serve the king, and she doesn't expect to be treated differently by the king.

"But why is it Yan?" Ilya couldn't help thinking, feeling extremely sour in his heart, "Since Your Majesty can have such a strong interest in a person, why isn't that person me?"

"Oh! Wow——!"

The waves of screams in the Colosseum almost broke through the iron-clad wooden doors, and Yan could feel the people's crazy excitement.

And... the smell of flesh and blood.

Even though the mud floor is covered with hay as thick as the instep, the stench like a slaughterhouse still fills the nostrils of inflammation.

"New here! Why are you in a daze! Hurry up and go in." A loud roar went straight into Yan's ears, and he had to frown, looking at the old man beside him.

His white beard was much more lush than his hair, and he was wearing an indistinguishable cloth shirt and shorts, and his thick belt was full of large and small cloth bags, which were full of veterinary medicine.

His name is Abna, and he is the manager of the beast room.

Yan didn't argue with him, picked up the empty wooden barrel on the ground, turned around and walked towards the row of iron-covered stone towers on the right.

There are twelve stone pagodas, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom, like a giant walking on a horse, and no one can shake its steady strength.

Yan stood in front of it holding a wooden bucket, like a toddler holding a toy bucket, looking weak and innocent.

And the door of this stone pagoda is covered with refined iron inside and out, so heavy that it seems to have grown in the ground, and it is impossible to push it open with only one person's strength.

Yan stretched out his hand to pull the iron ring hanging on the right side of the door. The ring was carved with intricate animal patterns, but it was all bald.

"Crack...crack!"

A song about iron chains and gears competing against each other was sung inside the door. The rhythm was quite cheerful. The rectangular tower door was slowly lifted upwards by an invisible hand. It spurted out violently.

Yan grabbed the three-fingered palladium placed by the door, pointed it nervously, and shouted: "Back! Back!"

There was a sound of iron chains being snapped inside the door, and it sounded like it would be snapped at any moment. The door rose higher and higher, and the wrinkled-nosed, ferocious lion roared at Yan!

"--Roar!!"

There are five iron seats on the three walls of the tower, and five iron chains as thick as bowls on the seats, which restrain the lion's neck and four legs.

Behind the lion is a gate leading directly to the Colosseum. The beasts locked in these towers are all candidates and will be sent to the arena at any time to fight to the death with the beast fighters.

I don't know if it was affected by the strong bloody smell in the arena, the lion was extremely violent, foaming from his mouth, wishing to tear Yan's head apart with one mouthful.

Yan knew that the lion could not reach him due to the length of the iron chain, but when the iron chain was stretched straight, he was really worried that the lion would tie the chain.

Take the stone and lift it down.

At that time, the gods will not be able to escape.

Yan's face was flushed red by the sun, but his fingers were cold. The three-fingered palladium he was holding tightly was not used to deal with lions, but to shovel shit.

Shovel up the stinky feces from the ground, put them in wooden barrels, and take them to the cesspool outside for unified disposal.

This is one of the must-have experiences for new beast fighters entering the camp.At the beginning, Yan thought that as long as he applied to become a beast fighter, he would be able to participate in the competition, but in fact it was not the case.