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Turning her body, Iris stared at Angsho and began to walk towards him slowly.

“Hng..!”

Angsho, belatedly regaining his senses, staggered back with a scream-like sound.

A creepy, eerie aura emanated from Iris, and as her inhuman gaze locked onto him, Angsho’s legs gave way.

Thud!

Like a slave clinging to him, Angsho sank to the ground and began to push back and flee.

“Oh, don’t come! How dare you defy a slave master!”

Raising his hand with a ring on it, he flicked his finger.

Snap, crack!

No matter how much he flicked his finger, nothing happened, causing Angsho’s face to turn pale.

“T-This can’t be. If you try to directly break that collar, it’ll explode! That kind of collar won’t just break without any reaction!”

Terrified, he spat out words that he would have thought of in his head under normal circumstances.

Iris lifted the sword with an expressionless face. Unlike her face, her eyes were filled with a terrifying, murky anger.

“W-Wait! I-I’ll apologize now! Just ask me! Y-You want to escape from being a s-slave, right? If that’s what you want, then I…!”

Swish!

Iris’s sword lightly pierced Angsho’s shoulder.

“Aaah!”

Screaming, Angsho writhed on the ground. After pulling out the sword, Iris swung it once more.

“Help, help! Save meee!”

To prevent rumors about himself, the slaves who had been by his side, holding parasols, had all vacated the premises. There was no one to save him.

Slice, thud!

Iris repeatedly swung the sword, avoiding the heart and neck. Angsho had to slowly die in excruciating pain.

…

As Angsho’s breath completely ceased, Iris silently headed towards the entrance, still holding the sword.

“I’ll kill them all, every single one of them.”

Even after the cause of her anger, Angsho, had died, she didn’t seem to calm down.

She had no intention of stopping until everything that led him to his death disappeared.

Iris, who had left Angsho’s lodging, walked down the corridor with a sword dripping blood. At that moment, from far away, Odugyi came running, panting heavily.

Odugyi noticed through a signal device that one of the slave collars had broken upstairs, and naturally thought that if the collar broke, it must have burst.

Normally, he would have just thought that a stupid slave had died, but unfortunately, this time the broken collar was in the room of an important guest. If the master had been with the slave, he could have been seriously injured.

Even if he hadn’t been hurt, he would have felt 100% discomfort. Odugyi, who had rushed out without even putting on his outer clothes for cleanup, was faced with Iris standing with a blank face holding a sword dripping blood.

As soon as Odugyi spotted Iris, he felt a creepy feeling. It was partly because of the energy emanating from Iris -…

The fact that she was standing where the collar signal had disappeared, in front of the room of the important guest, the exposed white neck where the collar had disappeared, and the image of a sword dripping blood created all sorts of fantasies.

“Yes, yes, it can’t be…!”

Odugyi called out to the insane Iris, who had lost her mind with a trembling voice.

Swoosh.

As Iris turned toward Odugyi, he shivered and grabbed the whip tied around his waist.

Snap!

As the whip hit the ground roughly, Odugyi quickly called out to those who could use force through a communicator.

Iris’s gaze was directed at the whip hitting the ground. The image of Odugyi striking her brother’s back vividly came to her mind.

Thwack!

While Iris was looking down at the whip, skilled individuals who had been waiting here and there gathered around Odugyi. Odugyi staggered back and said,

“Capture that woman!”

The pupil of Ottogi’s eye flickered dangerously. At first, Iris, who killed the guest, was afraid, but not anymore.

“Executing as an example would be good. It’s better to make it dreadful!”

Killing a guest is not unheard of for a slave. Most of those who died that way became objects of ridicule, not sympathy.

Instead, the slave who killed the guest received more attention. The slave who dared to attack the highest of heavens without knowing the subject waits miserably and is executed horribly.

It was one of the enjoyable amusements in the arena.

When Ottogi was contemplating how to execute Iris in his mind.

Thud.

In an instant, Iris kicked the ground and approached Ottogi.

“Uh…?”

As Ottogi recognized Iris who had approached him with round eyes.

Slash, shriek!

“Aaah!”

To protect Ottogi, the slave who raised his sword in front of Iris was deeply cut along with the sword.

Thump.

“Grrrk..”

After the slave rolled on the ground, Ottogi came to his senses. Iris swung the knife into the air with an indifferent face.

Swish.

Blood splattered on Ottogi’s face, and beside him, the bodies of other slaves were dyed with blood.

Fearing death, Ottogi trembled slightly in his pants and abandoned the idea of using Iris as a sacrifice for the event, retreating unsteadily while covering Iris with a trembling fingertip.

“H-hi, hee.. Kill! Kill her!”

If they didn’t obey his command, the slaves, whose collars were set to burst, snarled and rushed at Iris. Iris easily cut down the slaves.

After buzzing around Ottogi like flies and indulging in all kinds of luxuries, the slaves turned into cold corpses.

“Oh, don’t come!”

Ottogi started screaming and running away. He ran like crazy, sacrificing all the slaves he encountered along the way. He was able to outsmart Iris because he knew a secret passage.

“Damn it! Damn it!”

Ottogi arrived at his office, sweating profusely.

“I-I have to contact Jisoo.”

Trembling, he found a paper and wrote a brief letter to Jisoo.

The letter stated that the slaves were going wild and ruining the arena. Ottogi was sure that someone who treated fun as their entire life would surely come.

“If it goes like this, I can kill that damn woman!”

As he thought of Jisoo, his trembling gradually subsided. He tied the letter to a crow’s leg.

“Huff, huff… I’m starting to regain my senses now.”

After sending the letter, he regained some of his lost composure. He touched his forehead and seemed to realize something.

“Yes, Champion!”

There were much stronger people on the top floor than the slave who had been killed by Iris. If he got their help, he could easily subdue Iris.

“It will cost a lot… but if it gives a good impression to Jisoo, I’ll accept it!”

He immediately headed to the top floor through the secret passage.

“Phew, darn it… I should make an elevator here later.”

The secret passage was made entirely of stairs in case of unforeseen circumstances. Ottogi wiped off his sweat and continued toward the top floor.

Thud.

Four floors below where Ottogi was climbing, Iris was ascending the stairs with an expressionless face. The secret passage was no longer a safe place.

***

“Just ask for this much.”

“That won’t add up.”

“Well, it’s an opportunity to impress Jisoo, isn’t it?”

The point is charming, but is that all? It’s a heavy task to maintain the trust of the arena; you can’t just brush it off like that. Isn’t that right?

The gorgeous blond man lying on the sofa spoke in a languid voice, causing Odugi to shiver as he clenched his teeth.

“W-what do you want then?”

“Hmm… First—”

As the champion was about to voice his demands, he blurred his words and abruptly rose from his seat, grabbing the sword that had been leaning against the wall.

“Ha, you set a trap after talking about a deal.”

“What? What are you…”

“Is it that, or are you just too foolish?”

Crack.

As the champion finished speaking, the tightly closed door of the lodging began to split apart, as if it had been sliced by something sharp.

Thud.

Pieces of the broken door fell, and Iris walked in from beyond.

“Hehehe! H-how did you get here!”

Odugi stepped back in astonishment. The champion leisurely drew his sword.

“If this is a post-payment, the price will go up, you know?”

“What? No, even so—”

“If you don’t like it, I’ll leave?”

“No! Yes, take her out at any cost!”

“Received.”

The champion drew his sword with a serious expression. As he muttered something, an electronic ball whirled around his body.

“Would you rather die quietly? My worth is quite high, you know.”

A cruel smile spread across his gentle face. He boldly attacked Iris, a mad swordsman and dark magician, wielding his sword and magic until he could shatter his opponent into pieces.