Chapter 257: A Slave’s Equipment, and Inside the Arena (2)

I was not teaching over there separately.

Or was he looking forward to the Dules I had taught sword techniques fighting?

But to begin with I had never properly taught the Dules sword techniques.

When I noticed they were strong, so I had no qualification to teach, and did not know how to teach.

The title of sword instructor had been a pretext for me to stay in the Torrestia Kingdom.

Freit should know that sort from Helene or so.

Thinking that while making small talk with Freit, the carriage arrived at the front entrance of the arena.

Here seemed an entrance for welcoming nobles, there was a place to drive the carriage in, and delicate carvings were applied everywhere.

"Ooh, amazing."

I got off the carriage, saw them, and raised a voice of admiration before I could stop myself.

"Good that it pleased you."

The one who called that was Nikolaus, whom I had met at the punishment place this morning.

"Lord Nikolaus, we have come for private business, so no need to show your face here."

"No, I thought to have a look at the power of the Demon Lord slayer in question too."

At Freit’s point, Nikolaus answered while wearing a smile.

In question?

Had some rumor started?

"Well, I am that mouth too."

Freit said that and laughed with Nikolaus.

What Freit had wanted to see was my battle, maybe.

"Come, this way. Lord Ivano is waiting."

Nikolaus invited us into the arena.

Even enter the arena, magnificent carvings were applied to the pillars, walls, and ceiling, and beautiful paintings were drawn enough to make one stare before one could stop.

I looked around them while following behind Freit and the others so as not to get separated.

"Hahaha, is it rare?"

"Ah, no, I thought the carvings and paintings wonderful."

Spoken to by Freit, I answered that in a hurry.

Looking around this much, I looked like a country bumpkin who had come out to the city for the first time, embarrassing.

Behind the Dules giggled.

When we returned I would punish them thoroughly.

"Thank you. This arena was made under the command of Justo di Bondino, and these carvings and paintings were all made under Justo’s instructions too."

Nikolaus thanked me and explained about this arena.

I did not know what sort of person Justo was, but true, the carvings and paintings were wonderful.

The building too, without using magic or fire, only with the light of the sun the inside was this bright, amazing.

Of course when night or the sun grew cloudy they used "Illumination" magic or lit torches, I was told.

Hoh, I admired and looked around again while following behind Freit and the others.

Walk a little, and Nikolaus entered the back of a heavy-looking door left open.

Of course we followed too.

There the gorgeousness until now was gone, and it was a rugged stone-made road illuminated by magic light.

"Here?"

"The place those who appear in the arena enter. Until now it was the passage noble guests pass."

To my simple question Nikolaus answered politely.

Did the difference between those who watched the arena and those who appeared become this much?

Advance to the back, and there was a wide room.

Here there was a large hollowed window, and the light of the sun shone from there.

"Here is the waiting place for those who appear. From that door one can go out to the arena."

Led by Nikolaus, pass through the door to go out to the arena, and there a vast space spread.

About fifty meters in diameter, maybe.

The circular arena was enclosed by spectator seats high enough to make one illusion they covered this way.

If there were spectators the atmosphere would be different again.

"Hoh, a scenery different from the spectator seats."

Freit, maybe the first time he had come down to the arena, said that and looked around.

"This is Lord Freit, Lord Hiroyuki."

To me and Freit like that, Ivano, who had already come, called.

Beside him was Regina, already wearing armor.

"You are early."

"No, thinking I can have you see this one’s strength, I could not help looking forward. I returned to the mansion to get the armor and came at once. Embarrassing."

Ivano pointed at Regina while smiling, more like smirking than smiling.

As for the armor that Regina wore, probably for a gladiator slave.

She wore pauldrons, cannons, couters, gauntlets, and from the shoulders to the arms and hands the front surface was covered with metal without a gap in part.

On the back surface cotton fabric could be seen, so she probably wore armor under too.

From below the chest to the waist it was covered with plate too.

From the thighs down she wore cuisses, poleyns, and greaves firmly too.

Looking only at this it was sturdier than Muriel’s half-plate armor, and armor the same as the full plate armor Birga wore.

Now then, of course Regina was a Dule so she did not wear a breastplate, and there was no armor under that part either, so slightly small breasts were exposed.

From the piercings of the nipples chains connected to the center of each left and right pauldron and the gorget.

The chains connected to the gorget were stretched taut, and the nipples were pulled up.

The chains connected to the pauldrons had room in length, but if she took a high stance with the sword the nipples would be pulled more than the chains connected to the gorget.

Further chains were attached to Regina’s crotch too.

Regina had worn ordinary trousers when we met this morning too, and crotch and buttocks were not open, so I thought she was an A-Dule, but this armor had nothing like hiding the crotch.

The crotch forced open by the chain at the upper part of the labia majora had a large clitoris exposed, and on the rugged piercing the same as Sara’s attached there chains were attached to both ankles.

There was room in length so I did not think they would be pulled, but even so if she ran considerable stimulation would go to the clitoris.

Even without that, only pulling made a gap, and chains that caused major injury became a major weak point.

Before Sara had tried to attach chains to the piercings of the nipples and clitoris and the armor the same way, but I thought how she could fight doing something like this.

But even if I could make Sara stop that, I could not instruct Regina, Ivano’s Dule.

"Fufufu, interested in this?"

When I looked at the armor Regina wore, Ivano, who mistook it for interest in Regina’s body, asked while smirking.

"No, the armor..."

"Right, right. Humiliating while wearing this armor is one amusement too. Right! Let us have a match! If that side wins I will lend this for one night. But if this side wins, lend that. How about it?"

The same as when we first met this morning, Ivano advanced things forcefully.

And in a way good for himself.

Well, it had become as Freit predicted.

"...Understood. Instead, will you not do two matches?"