Chapter 467 - 467: Jumping In
The only seats which were empty were special seats that were reserved for Noble Lords and the first row, which was reserved for Nobles.
Most of the Noble Lords were still not here. Only the ones that were handling the arrangement were here.
Salazar and Caen also stood at the entrance of their Palace, still waiting for Lucifer.
"He still isn't here. I'm starting to think that he might actually be in trouble. What should we do now?" Caen asked, sighing. "Look, even the carriage has arrived to take us to the Colosseum. What are we going to do without him?"
A royal carriage was advancing towards them to take them, which was marked with the Royal Crest. Since they were now allowed to sit in the Royal Carriage because of exceptions, one was sent here.
.Salazar took a deep breath, sighing. "Let's check the arena one last time. Maybe he's already there waiting for us? If he's not there, I'll listen to you and try to ask for Milena's help."
Caen nodded, looking at the carriage approaching them. The carriage soon stopped in front of them, and a woman stepped out of the carriage.
The beautiful woman who just stepped out of the Carriage was none other than Feronia, who was the first person to escort them to the Guest Palace.
"Are you all ready?" Feronia asked as soon as she stepped out of the carriage. But she soon noticed the absence of Lucifer from the group. "Where is the fourth one?"
"We have no idea. We didn't find him in the morning. We're thinking that maybe he went to the Colosseum ahead of us," Salazar responded.
"Are you sure he's not inside?" Feronia inquired.
"That's right. He's not inside."
"Alright then. If you say so. Get inside, or you're going to be late."
Everyone entered the beautiful carriage, which turned around to take them to the Colosseum.
As the carriage reached the entrance of Colosseum, Heath looked out amazed, finding thousands of people waiting to get entry from the commoner gate.
The Nobles had a special gate for entrance which was completely empty. Only one or two Nobles could be seen entering from that place.
"This event of yours seems pretty popular in public," Heath expressed.
"Of course it is. Who wouldn't love seeing gods fight? The Nobles are like gods to these people, and they love some high-powered action," Feronia explained.
"Not only them, but even we like watching these battles as they're a great form of entertainment. "
"It'll be the first time you'll be fighting, so I suppose I should advise you something."
" Surrender instantly when you realize that you can't win. If you're too stubborn, only your dead body will come out of the Arena. So be alert and be cautious," Feronia reminded the three of them just as the carriage stopped at the special entrance of the Colosseum.
The doors of the carriage opened, and everyone stepped out of the carriage and walked behind Feronia.
They were easily allowed entry without having to go through checking since a Noble Lord had brought them.
"Since you're going to be participating, you'll get to sit in the first row. Just report in the arena as soon as your name is announced. That would be all," Feronia informed them right before she started leaving.
"Wait! I'm not participating. So am I not allowed to sit in the first row?" Heath suddenly asked, stopping Feronia.
"Who said you're not participating? All of you are participating. And if you back off now and don't report to the arena, you'll be killed," Feronia explained with a scary smile on her face.
"T-this is nonsense. I didn't register myself. I'm just a pilot!" Heath retorted.
"Nothing is nonsense. You're all participating, and that's the command of Her Majesty. If you don't want to didn't, you can surrender as soon as your battle begins. You'll be out. But you just participate. That's all I'll say about this matter."
Feronia turned around and left.
"Sir, do I really have to fight?" Heath asked Caen after Feronia left.
"Just do as she said. Go in the ring when it's your turn and surrender as soon as the battle starts. There's nothing to worry about. I'll do the same," Caen replied.
"Huh? You'll surrender too? But why? You're the leader of the Warlock Council! You're so strong! You can certainly beat them all. Why would you surrender?" Heath asked, stunned.
"You don't need to know that. Just sit back and watch," Caen responded.
In the meantime, Salazar was observing the entire Colosseum.
He checked the face of every person that was sitting in the stands, trying to find Lucifer.
Almost all the seats were filled, but Salazar didn't lose his focus. He went row by row in his search. Even though it took him over twenty minutes, he wasn't able to find Lucifer.
"He's not in the seats," he informed Caen, frowning.
"He's not in the arena either. What should we do now?" Caen asked.
Salazar rubbed his chin, lost in thought. The only option left now was to inform Milena, but he didn't feel like that was the best option. He wanted to avoid that at all cost, but no other options were left, it seemed.
"Ah, that's right! He!" Salazar suddenly exclaimed as he saw another Noble Lord enter the arena.
The silver-haired Noble Lord was dressed in a beautiful white attire that matched the silver cross which was hanging by his ears.
All the Nobles greeted Arthur with extreme respect since he was not only a Noble Lord, but he was also one of the most powerful amongst the Noble Lords.
Arthur entered the arena, checking the preparation
"You mean, Arthur?" Caen asked.
"That's right. Lucifer left with him earlier in the day. He disappeared after coming back. He might have some ideas. Wait here; I'll talk to him," Salazar let out as he jumped from above the three feet tall fence to land in the arena.
As the tournament hadn't begun, no one was allowed to enter the Arena other than the Noble Lords. The Nobles, which were here to keep the peace, noticed Salazar jumping the fence and running towards Arthur.
"Stop him!"
"He's going to attack Lord Arthur!"
All the Nobles in the arena became alert, watching Salazar enter the arena.
The Closest Noble, who was near Salazar, jumped before him, attacking him to take him down.
"Sorry, man, but I am in a hurry. Can't stop." Salazar cast a short range domain, slowing down the time.
The Noble who had attacked also got caught in the Domain, slowing down. Salazar easily avoided the attack and continued running to Arthur.