The Ergal Colosseum was quieter than ever. They were speechless at the sight before them. Between a four-meter-tall demonic creature and a bear who wasn’t even 50 cm tall, the victor was obvious no matter who looked at it.

“Is this meant to be a match?!!”

“Proceed with the original one!”

The ordinary demons shouted until their throats burst. They wanted to see a hot fight with blood splatters and broken bones, not a one-sided slaughter.

“He must be crazy because he can’t find anything stimulating.”

The nobles had similar thoughts. They didn’t yell, but they let out disgruntled mutters quietly among themselves.

“Then please place your bets. We will start playing in a moment,” the host said despite the protests of the demons. He accepted their bets as always.

“I will place 500 gold on Brown Beard.”

“I am betting 1,000 gold. Since Lapan won earlier, I lost 300 gold straightaway.”

“I will place 500 gold on that bear. It’s also exhilarating to go against the odds.”

The moment the bell rang to announce the start of the match, Brown Beard approached Tang-E with a sharp spe...