The Land of the Rising Sun Transfers to Another World

Chapter 22: The Gladiators' Secret Talk

This chapter will be focusing on the gladiators.

As mentioned in the comments, having a total military strength of 1,1 million in the Thestania Empire is insane, isn't it? There was a certain dictatorship that had a special forces unit exceeding 1 million lol, so I thought it might be okay, but... it really is something else.

- ワイアード

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Rodom, Thestania Empire

Two men walked through the back streets of the imperial capital, wearing slightly worn hoods. They proceeded carefully along the dimly lit alleyways, trying to avoid drawing attention.

Along the way, they saw slaves subjected to harsh labor, a slave being beaten while mounted by their owner, and a discarded female slave likely being assaulted by thugs... With every few steps, such sights filled their vision, and even in the heart of the imperial capital, slaves were being abused in the open.

"...There really are slaves everywhere in this country."

"Well... it's as the reports from both countries indicated. This country is an extraordinarily slave-state compared to others."

"Huh... That person is definitely... over there now, right?"

"Yeah."

"Still, why that place? I think there are better locations available."

"According to that person, those who know the country's circumstances deeply are the most hated and yet popular among the people... so they say."

"Huh..."

The two men continued to walk toward a certain place, doing their best to remain inconspicuous.

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Colosseum, Thestania Empire

"Now, from the Southern Gate comes our top earner, FIERCE CHAAARGEE... BURGOOOOOOOOOOOOOS! If he can win this match, he will be a free man! No longer a slave of the Thestania Empire!"

The crowd erupted with excitement more than ever. Even Burgos felt a slight tremor of nerves. However, he was still in great condition.

"The Empire wouldn't let me go free so easily. I must be facing face a formidable opponent in the end. A magic knight? Or perhaps a beast that escaped from the neighboring Colosseum? Either way, it doesn't matter... I will win!"

Burgos knew that whoever emerged from the Northern Gate would be a skilled warrior.

"And now... his opponent is... OOOH!? What does this mean!? The challenger meant to commemorate Burgos' tenth victory is, astonishingly, a nameless newcomer with a record of zero wins and zero losses in this Colosseum!!"

"What!?"

Burgos was taken aback. He couldn't understand why they had thrown a rookie into the mix.

"Then, let us welcome the unfortunate gladiator who will be the sacrifice for Fierce Charge Burgos... This man... SUUUUUZUUUUUUUKIIIIIIIIII!!!!"

The Northern Gate opened. A man emerged...

He was bare-chested, wearing a green bandana around his head. Below, he had green, mottled-pattern pants. His shoes... looked a bit different from regular boots... that was the impression he gave. As for weapons... he only had a single knife strapped to his waist!? Was that it!?