Chapter 390

Or executed by Duchess Ellie himself.

The male northerner in the field was quite flexible and avoided several attacks from snow bears.

I feel that it should be close to the elite level.

Rand watched with his chin on his watch.

There are endless shouts around, both those who support the snow bear and those who support the northerners.

"Kill! Kill!"

"Tear him up!"

"Still it to death!"

The shouting was quite rhythmic, which made Rand unable to help but want to shout.

Rand is not very adaptable to such a scene. Judging from Rand's moral standards in his previous life, it is also bloody and cruel.

But Rand also believes in the judgment of King White. King White is not a too kind king, but according to Rand's understanding, King White is very fair most of the time and can convince the people of the White Kingdom.

Since you were dragged to the Colosseum to face the Snow Bear, you are basically a very evil crime.

After a few rounds.

Male northerner was beaten away by snow bears.

Then he got up reluctantly.

And then.

Another northerner with similar appearance appeared, running out from behind the iron gate of the Colosseum venue to rescue the northerner who was knocked away.

"There is still a group war?" Rand asked.

The White King looked as usual: "A small accident."

"This kind of accident is not very rare," Ellie interrupted, "For the sake of performance, the management of the Colosseum will leave some obvious loopholes."

"Then there will be scenes that many viewers love to watch more," Ellie explained.

Rand looked at the scene again.

Indeed, the boring killing has become much more interesting.

Rand himself is actually not used to this kind of activity that uses human life as entertainment.

But if it is a death row prisoner, then it is within the scope that Rand's morality allows.

Even for Rand, it was a bit too kind, and the death row prisoner should be executed.

However, this show was unexpected, not too surprising.

Two Northland criminals were soon torn apart by snow bears.

The Snow Bear was not very hard to bear either. The two criminals were not too weak enemies, and they also had weapons.

The snow bear also had several conspicuous wounds on its body.

The blood flowed out of the wound made the snow bear's ice shell change from ice blue to blue and red.

Maybe it will turn crimson in a while.

"Are you going to try it?" asked the White King, "If you win, the flesh of this snow bear can be used as our dinner tonight."

Rand looked at the snow bear who stood upright in the field and stared at the audience of the Colosseum.

"Then let me try it." Rand stood up from his seat, and Ellie offered a sweet kiss as a blessing to the Warriors.

Rand took off his luxurious robe. The lining inside him was still very thick, but the muscle lines on Rand's body could be seen.

Rand's inner lining was a black turtleneck sweater. When he arrived at the scene, Rand picked up his weapon - the giant sword from the weapon stand.

Seeing Rand enter the venue, there were again bursts of shouts in the audience.

This time they all supported Rand one side.

Everyone also began to shout Rand's name.

"Rand!Rand!Rand!"

Rhythmly shouts filled the Colosseum.

Many White Country citizens, especially the White Country citizens in the royal city, know Rand.

Rand Nicholas, their prince's husband, blocked countless legendary figures of orcs with the strength of several knights.

And it's very good at fighting.

Rand has made many contributions to White Country, but he is still his own.

It was naturally supported by all the audience.

The snow bear is very powerful.

But that's compared to ordinary people.

In Rand's eyes, he felt that he was not as good as the elite tauren Shasa.

The snow bear let out a deafening roar.

Rand stepped on the ground hard.

Confirm the thickness of the ground.

The snow bear charges.

Rand stomped on the ground hard.

This is the accumulation of power.

Control the rhythm of the body through the pace.

Then when it comes to face to face, the attack will be even greater.

Rand did not choose to slash, but instead slapped his giant sword horizontally.

Rand avoided the giant bear's bear's paw. Although Rand actually couldn't die if he didn't hide, Rand thought it would be better to be more elegant.

The giant sword slapped the giant bear's head horizontally, slapped the hard skull in a depression.

Snowflakes are rising everywhere.

Rand won.

"Rand!Rand!Rand!" Cheers sounded again in the audience.

Rand left the venue and returned to the Supreme VIP audience, which is the side of the White King and Ellie.

"How do you feel?" Bai Wang Bolan smiled rare and asked, "It's not bad."

Rand now understands this way of entertainment.

I feel like I am assimilated by the barbarians.

"Then tonight's dinner is a grilled snowy paw?" Rand asked.

"Yes." The White King stood up and shook his cloak. "Do you want to cook yourself? Lord Rand."

"Then let me do it." Rand smiled.

The White King was a little worried.

Rand's White King of Cooking is very convinced, but now Rand's expression is a bit like some special chefs who wanted to develop special dishes when they participated in the den cooking competition.

Chapter 436: Dancing with brother-in-law and being seen through by Ellie (5000!!!)

"There will be a dance party tonight." The White King said after dinner.

Rand was shocked.

"What?" Rand said in shock. "You really have a dance party here?"

Ellie had attended a dance with him in the Frost Moon Kingdom before, and Prince Ellie could dance.

But due to stereotypes, Rand also felt that there would be no dance party in White Country.

Then Rand got into Ellie's palm.

"What do you mean? I thought we were all savages, right?" Ellie glared.

Rand recalled it.

White Country is a place where weddings are full of wild beasts or orcs.

The martial spirit is strong.

Although scholars are also respected here.

But scholars here are often very good at fighting.

The scholars here are all big men who are big and thick, eight feet tall and eight feet tall, and there are many normal figures in female scholars, such as Olena and Ellie.

But female scholars with a normal body shape do not mean they cannot be beaten.

Anyway, Ellie's punching skills are very good.

Not to mention Olena.

"I think you're very distinctive here," Rand replied.

Ellie glared again.

The White King doesn't care.

In the north, the Frost Moon Kingdom was a country that was greatly influenced by the aristocratic culture in the south.

And countries like Baizhi Kingdom, Ice Sea Kingdom, and Takagi Kingdom are even more barbaric.

But nowadays, when entertainment activities are lacking, dance parties are still relatively popular among the aristocratic groups.

Of course, in White Country, it is also very popular to form a team to hunt down ferocious beasts and sweep away orcs roam in the countryside.

After dinner.

The dance party begins.

The snow outside will almost cover up all the remaining colors.

Cold, quiet.

However, in this snow-covered tranquility, the dance venue is a different scene. The huge hall was brightly lit, the golden chandeliers drooped, and the candlelight exuded a soft glow. On the dance floor, the gorgeous crystal windows refract the glory of the snowflakes, reflecting the dreamy spots.

The air is filled with a rich aroma, with herbs, orange flowers and wine scents intertwined.

The nobles also changed into gorgeous clothes.

Their clothes were mostly different from what Rand saw when he participated in the Frost Moon Kingdom dance in White Country.

But overall, it finally has a somewhat gorgeous style, no longer the pure roughness and barbarity.

After all, the White Kingdom is still a civilized country.

The arms of many noble women are thicker than Rand's legs.

Rand actually likes the toned woman, but she is a little too strong.

The White King also wore a dress.

Straight and handsome.

The image of the White King is not very friendly, but he is indeed handsome when he deliberately disguises himself.

Although in Rand's eyes, this is just the beauty of a man's beauty.

The White King was not surrounded by the noble lady of the White Kingdom as Rand imagined.

But Rand could easily find that many noble women were trying to attract the attention of the White King.

But it is obvious that the White King lacks interest in this.

As for Rand.

Rand, with black hair and black eyes, was wearing a dark blue brocade robe, his clothes fluttered, and his eyes were as deep as the night sky.

Under careful dressing, dazzling but elusive.