The First Legendary Beast Master novel Chapter 1278

Chapter 1278: They Have Snacks

The red dragon went down to the competitor’s area, and came out only a few minutes later, looking determined.

The referee leapt back onto the sand to start the fight.

"Welcome our next challenger, Porthos the Pirate!"

The dragon glared at him, and the Elf shrugged. "Parthenos, follower of the God of War, Red Dragon of the Holy Paladin Order, native of Kopji.

And his randomly chosen opponent, the mighty Zararag Demon Serpent."

The snake was fifteen metres long, with massive fangs, and radiated unholy energy. It was a Totem Ranked magical beast, and certainly not going to be an easy opponent, even if it wasn’t at the level of a Wrathbringer Demon.

Its scales shimmered as it moved, adjusting to the sand the same way that a chameleon would, but not anywhere near the level of disguise that Rae could muster.

With sword and shield, the red dragon faced down the demonic serpent. But Karl’s mind wandered, checking on their new staff, and making sure that nothing horrible had happened to their new clerics.

One was happily flirting with the bunnies while creating ice cream mix and soda syrup for the shop. Another was much more professionally going over the ingredients that the cook wanted for the restaurant’s opening night.

The Priestesses were looking at him like they might ravage him and then sacrifice him to the Spider Goddess, but Karl knew that the restrictions of the arena wouldn’t let them actually do it.

Sacrifice him, that was.

Karl hadn’t anticipated the Priestesses terrorizing the cleric in other ways, as he had never actually dealt with one outside the Dungeon, where their behaviour was unnaturally aggressive.

Here, they seemed to be genuinely enjoying his terror. It reminded Karl of Rae, in a way. All the dark joy, thirty percent of the violent intentions.

"What is that above us? A VIP box?" One of the spectators asked, pointing across the arena.

"Oh, right. That’s the hotel. There are a dozen rooms on the top floor for VIP guests. It’s fully staffed, and designed to the peak of luxury hotel standards. I thought that it might be nice for important foreign guests to be able to stay within the arena instead of having to brave the crowds."

Everyone subtly turned to look at Azov, who shrugged. "I’m actually staying at his Alliance Compound right now."

Karl smiled at the Immortal. "We will ensure that you’ve got a priority spot in the hotel if you want it, though I’m not sure how often you have time to come watch arena fights."

Azov rolled his eyes. "I’m surprised that I have the time today. If you didn’t cause so much chaos, someone would have come to beg for my assistance by now, I’m certain of it."

The red dragon and the Zararag Demon Serpent were deadlocked at the moment, but the serpent was showing a lot of damage, while the Paladin was able to heal themselves.

A battle of attrition might not be the most fun to watch, but the spectators didn’t seem to mind all that much. They were still cheering him on, and arguing over who might land the next hit.

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