Evolving Silver Dragon

4 003 A True Dragon Emerges from the Arena?_1
Translator: 549690339
No matter how unwilling Otto was, it had no effect.

Early the next day, he was thrown into the arena, responsible for the opening performance.

A dragon beast that bore a striking resemblance to a real dragon was indeed a good gimmick.

Of course, Blackheart George didn’t bother to mention during the publicity that Otto was just a wingless dragon beast.

Actually, the arena was not a high-end entertainment venue; it was just a crude oval-shaped structure made of large stones.

The arena was reinforced with rough wooden materials around it, and even the audience seats had no sunshade. However, those who came here didn’t care about this.

Here, sunshade umbrellas and chilled rye beer were also offered, but all of these required extra charges.

Many people came today because a certain unscrupulous person had advertised that there would be a young dragon in a grand opening today.

In Arcadia, dragons were always the most topical things.

When Otto walked out of the cage and appeared in the center of the arena, the audience realized that they had been deceived, and the boos came.

A bald man covered in tattered leather armor gritted his teeth angrily and said, “You see, Bick, I knew it. Blackheart George could never get a real dragon!”

As Bick wiped the notched longsword in his hands with a rag, he said irritably, “That’s enough, Reby. You didn’t even spend a few coppers; it’s good enough to have fun watching!”

Bald Reby sneered, “Daring to deceive me, I’ll dig these coppers back from his mouth double next time when I deliver goods to him!”

He did have the capital to say that; although his strength was not strong, in this remote border town, he was already one of the top powerhouses.

There were no shortage of audience members who shared Reby’s thoughts, but Blackheart George didn’t care at all.

Ordinary people might complain verbally but would still come again next time. As for the tough bosses, it wouldn’t hurt to waive their ticket fees next time.

Lait people have always enjoyed bloody activities. Besides the arena, the only entertainment available in this broken place was to have a few drinks at the tavern.

Compared to the tavern where you’d be kicked out if you couldn’t afford a drink, spending a dozen coppers to sit for half a day in the arena was much cheaper.

The opponent that Blackheart George carefully selected for Otto finally appeared—a black dire wolf.

Its body length was about two and a half meters. This size of a dire wolf was obviously undernourished in its clan.

Obviously, Blackheart George wouldn’t arrange any difficult monsters for Otto, after all, he had spent a lot of money to get his hands on him.

Moreover, he was still in his growth phase and had eaten up a lot of his food. If something went wrong during his first appearance, he wouldn’t know how to cry.

Sofia hid in the corner of the arena, watching Otto worriedly, who, on the other hand, was relieved to see his opponent was not that strong.

Not only was the dire wolf skinny and seemingly underdeveloped, it was also covered in scars, and hardly any of its fur was intact.

It had already experienced a battle just yesterday.

“Roar!”

The dire wolf crouched low to the ground and growled a warning at Otto. Otto’s figure was slightly larger than his, which made him a little frightened.

Looking at its weak appearance, it might not even be able to bite through his scales.

With this in mind, Otto slowly approached the dire wolf, who was constantly retreating. Its front paw seemed to be injured, making it very clumsy in action.

When the dire wolf retreated to the edge of the arena and had nowhere else to go, it finally unleashed its brutal nature.

With a roar of attack, the dire wolf fiercely leapt and sprinted in front of Otto, opening its mouth wide and biting down on Otto’s neck with all its strength.

Sofia in the audience was scared and worriedly covered her mouth to prevent herself from crying out.

Even if he was bitten, there was no danger, but Otto didn’t want the foul teeth of the dire wolf to touch him.

He stretched out his strong front paw and pressed it directly on the dire wolf’s back. With only a slight force, the skinny dire wolf was pinned to the ground, unable to move.

The dire wolf struggled, scraping its limbs across the ground, but to no avail.

With his low-level Beast Strength, Otto’s power had already surpassed that of a grown Barbaric Bull.

Under these circumstances, it was impossible for a malnourished and half-crippled dire wolf to fight back.

He looked around and saw Sofia smiling at him while the audience was cheering. They were eagerly awaiting the bloody dismemberment of the monsters that was to follow.

Otto didn’t have a penchant for torture, so he quickly bit through the dire wolf’s throat, putting an end to the pathetic monster’s life.

Then, amidst the cheering of the crazy audience, he swallowed the entire dire wolf.

“Successfully devoured dire wolf, gained Low-level Smell, do you wish to keep…”

Unlike the previous dismemberments, this time he swallowed an entire dire wolf, thus directly enabling him to fully acquire one of the wolf’s abilities.

Blackheart George also moonlighted as a slave trader. For easier management, he naturally raised some wicked slaves as his enforcers.

Under the escort of several wicked slaves, Otto obediently returned to his cage. He wasn’t unwilling to escape; he just didn’t have the confidence.

If it came down to single combat, the enforcers of the arena were no match for him, but what good would that do?

Besides, in the crowd of spectators, he spotted several people who could easily kill him. It would be too risky to act recklessly now.

His Wild Beast Heart was constantly warning him.

Actually, this was not to say that this small border town was full of skilled fighters, but he was truly very weak at the moment.

After all, he had just been born for over a month. If it weren’t for the help of the Light Ball Boss, he wouldn’t have beaten the dire wolf so easily.

Through this battle, he proved his worth to Blackheart George. A dragon beast capable of easily hunting down dire wolves shortly after one month of birth had great potential for growth.

Given time, he may replace the Chimera as the new star monster of the arena. His appearance was excellent, and the nobles in Serbia would definitely like him.

After Otto’s retreat, cheers erupted in the arena once again—the most popular Chimera entered the battle.

Because this monster had a pair of wings, it was still bound by a thick chain in the arena to prevent it from flying away.

However, this didn’t affect the outcome of the fight. This time, its opponent was a gray-brown skinned orc; to most people, orcs were no different from monsters.

The unarmed orc soon died under the cheers of the audience, burned by Chimera’s flame breath and rapidly devoured by its three monstrous heads.