A VR Travel Story That Makes You Want to Be Humiliated

Chapter 301: Continuous Arena (2)

Chapter 301: Continuous Arena (2)

Neutral city, crime city, lawless city.

The residents of Peden, called by various names, are always hungry for stimulation.

To put it more bluntly, I am addicted to stimulation.

Feden's daily life is stimulating.

There are always fights breaking out in bars, someone gets stabbed in the back alleys, and even the squares are full of pickpockets.

It is not unreasonable for people living in places like this to have an infinitely higher threshold of stimulation and seek out stronger stimulation.

Some people scammed women, and some people did drugs.

It was possible to feel a sense of omnipotence, as if you were a god, even for a moment, if you just slightly ignored the damage to your body.

Although there was some controversy as to how objectively that slightness was.

And among those stimuli, a particularly popular stimulus was the arena.

Primitive stimulation filled with blood, violence, and barbarism.

The arena where people and people, monsters and monsters, and monsters and people kill and kill, was able to make even the residents of Feden, where violence was a daily routine, feel the excitement of their hearts racing.

More blood. More violence.

The Vikta Arena that Asil participated in was one of those arenas.

The elixir offered as a prize for those who won 10 games in a row attracted numerous challengers, which soon led to the popularity of the arena.

It could be said to be the main content of Vikta Arena.

It was content to mock and enjoy watching the challenger gradually lose strength and die against increasingly stronger enemies.

Of course, if the challenger was a woman, a more provocative and exciting scene could be expected.

The arena was also aware of this demand, so when a female challenger appeared, they blatantly added that type of monster.

Goblins, orcs, tentacles, etc.

Since it was such an arena, the presence of the new challenger, Asil, was enough to arouse cheers from numerous audiences.

A body that tempts men with silver hair that sparkles in various colors under the lights of the arena.

Plus...

"Fuck. "Is this clothes?"

Asil screamed in anger, but her voice was drowned out by the huge shouts of the arena, so even Asil's ears could not hear it properly.

The clothes Asil was wearing were armor.

Although it seemed like the area of ??metal protecting the body was very insufficient, the body was protected with metal anyway, so it could not be called armor.

It was a type commonly referred to as bikini armor.

He was wearing another thin layer of clothing on top of it. The problem was that it was so thin that everything underneath the clothes was visible, so it had no meaning beyond the design.

In addition, I was even more angry because the body had more skin color than the covered parts, and the arms and legs were given proper armor.

Because I remember the old days when I had to wear reverse bunny girl clothes to work.

Still, he had no choice because he was told that it was a costume he had to wear to participate in the arena.

All I could do was grit my teeth and remind myself several times that I would beat the owner in the back before I left the city in a week.

– Before starting 10 consecutive arenas! For those of you who are new today, let's start after a brief introduction to the rules!

The audience booed loudly at the host's words, telling them to start right away, but the host continued the introduction steadfastly.

It was a rule that wasn't very special.

The challenger fights an opponent designated in the arena 10 times in a row, and at the end of each match, he or she can choose whether to quit and receive a reward or proceed to the next match.

There were other minor rules, but they were not important.

– You've waited a long time! Let's get started right away! The first opponent is...

As the crowd's booing gradually became more severe, the host immediately proceeded with the game.

The door on the other side of the arena opened, and several goblins appeared holding crude clubs.

An opponent that even an ordinary person with just a little training can easily defeat.

"What. "Step 1 will start like this."

Asil raised the sword provided by the arena.

No matter what, the one holding a sharp weapon is more popular with the audience.

They even told him to hold on to it for now even if he threw it away later, so Asil couldn't refuse and carried it out.

Still, it wasn't all bad.

Swing your sword beautifully against the monster and defeat it.

It was something I wanted to try at least once.

Asil faltered in the posture he had learned at the academy, looking over his shoulder, and faced the goblin that was charging at him.

?

– It's amazing!! How could such strength be hidden in that delicate body! Challenger, it's already 6 wins in a row!!

– Waaaaa!!

The audience cheered loudly at the host's fuss.

In fact, Asil was breathing heavily in the middle of the arena and trying his best to recover even a little of his stamina.

Continuous battles with gradually increasing difficulty drained my stamina faster than I could have imagined.

First goblins, then orcs... Up until this point, it had been an ordinary arena, but from stage 4 onwards, the arena's malicious intent gradually became more blatant.

Step 4, Pink Slime.

The slime that made up the body was a weak slime.

It was a vicious opponent selection aimed at the fact that Asil could only engage in close combat.

As the goal of the arena was, Asil, who had no means to fight from a distance, had to fight the slime head-to-head, and slime splattered all over his body.

There would have been no problem if the spirits were combined, but Asil had no intention of using the spirit unions in this arena.

Because it is a technique that no one in this world can even imitate.

As someone who was going to run away and make a mess of the auction house a few days later, I didn't want to show anyone who could be identified accurately.

After dealing with difficult-to-deal-with guys like Pink Slime in succession at levels 5 and 6, it was natural that my stamina would be depleted.

– Ah, our challenger! You look exhausted already! However, there are still 4 steps left to reach the elixir! Will we be able to get through it safely until the end?!

When Asil looks a little tired, the host immediately gets on his nerves by mentioning elixir.

'You need elixir. 'You're not going to stop here, are you?'

The good news was that the prize Asil was aiming for was not a 10-game winning streak reward, but a 7-game winning streak reward.

From the 4th stage, Asil introduced enemies that were difficult to deal with, and I couldn't even imagine what kind of enemy he would send out in the 10th stage.

Still, the 7th would be worth it.

Asil thought so and signaled that he would proceed to the next step.

– Progress! Progress! Brave challenger! As expected, I will proceed to the next battle without hesitation!!

The host shouted loudly and the door on the other side of the arena opened for the seventh time.

What walked out of it.

"... "People?"

It was a man wearing a clown-like mask.

His face was covered with a mask, and his body was wearing a pair of underwear.

However, perhaps he was a celebrity in the arena, and the crowd cheered when he appeared.

– I am introducing! A fighter from the Vikta Arena! An entertainer who always gives you something to see! 'Puppet Master'!

The man called Puppet Master entered the arena, raising his hand in response to cheers.

Instead of a weapon, he was holding a large bag in one hand.

Since it's called Puppet Master, I guess there's at least a doll in there.

– 10 consecutive arenas! That 7th! Let's begin!!

As soon as the host declared, the bag in the man's hand opened with a click.

What came out of the bag was a doll, as Asil expected.

I don't know if it can be called a human form just because it has a head, eyes, nose, and mouth and a flesh-colored exterior.

Asil sighed and picked up a weapon lying around.

At the edge of the arena, there were many weapons thrown in by spectators as 'cheering'.

Although he was a piece of junk that would break if he swung it three or four times, he was able to use it at least once or twice.

– Bang, bump!

A black bead was launched from the doll's joints with a dull sound.

Asil quickly rolled on the floor to avoid the attack and threw away the hatchet in his hand.

I tried using a sword and a spear, but Asil's skills were limited to dealing with orcs at best.

A fist is better.

Asil just ran towards the man and threw out his fist.

I've never worked with a puppeteer, but I learned it at the academy. Anything that forces an opponent to fight on your behalf should attack the main body first.

The puppeteer quickly summoned a puppet and defended Asil's fist.

The two fought fiercely.

When the doll swung the blade from his forearm, Asil caught it with the iron plate wrapped around her shin.

When Asil attacked the puppeteer, the doll threw her body to catch her.

The audience's excitement boiled over as the doll's parts bounced and Asil's blood was sweating.

However, as time passed, the fight tilted in Asil's favor.

As the doll has more limbs, the puppeteer's hands become busier and reach their limit.

– Kwasik!

The shape of the doll collapsed with the sound of something being smashed.

Numerous limbs were scattered on the floor, and the puppeteer lost his weapon.

'I was obviously going to attack the main body first, but how did it end up like this?'

Anyway, I won, so it's okay.

Asil took a deep breath and approached the puppeteer.

Because the winner is not yet decided.

However.

Asil tried to approach the puppeteer but realized that her body was not moving.

"What is it?"

Asil's question.

And the puppeteer, who should have been helpless because the doll was broken, was secretly laughing.