Martial Arts Worlds

Within the city center, the decorations hung from building to building. It was very festive. It was the return of one of the pirate captains after all.

After receiving their invitations, about two hundred pirates gathered near the fighting pit, enjoying the feast and some drinks while music played in the background.

On the balconies, beautiful dancers performed for everyone, their heels clicking in time with the music as they twirled and spun gracefully.

"So that bastard is still alive," a pirate said with a fake smile while enjoying his drink of alcohol.

"Fuck, I owe him a favor." Another pirate said with a sour expression.

Most of them didn't like Galahad, especially after his betrayal. They thought Emperor Happy would kill him. They were shocked to learn that he welcomed him back with open arms!

It made them angry.

However, Emperor Happy had always been soft when it came to Galahad. If it had been anyone else, they would've died as soon as they stepped back on the Pirate Kingdom's soil.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Thus, they had to join his welcoming party as they were also part of Emperor Happy's fleet. However, most of the other pirate captains of the fleet didn't join.

"Anyway, who is he fighting?" A pirate asked as he looked down to the fighting pit.

The servants were scrubbing the stone floors vigorously in preparation for Galahad's welcoming match.

"Apparently some wet-eared slaves," another pirate said. "This is just a show, after all. This is just to show that Galahad hadn't turned soft and weak during his time in retirement."

"Apparently Otto gave him two of his slaves to be Galahad's victims."

"Hah, Otto is such a fucking kiss ass."

"Didn't these two slaves fight just yesterday for Otto? I heard they left quite a deep impression on others. And they're young as well, with lots of potential."

"Yeah, I don't quite get Otto. He is master of fighting slaves, and without powerful fighting slaves, he is nothing. These two young men in about a decade could become 4-Star slaves."

"By the way, why is he here…" A pirate threw a sidelong glance near the fighting pit.

There was someone standing right by the edge of the fighting pit, waiting for the fight to begin. He had a drink in one hand and a slight smile on his face.

"Ambrose Galemaul…" a pirate said with a shaky voice. "I don't think he is close to Galahad. I don't think he was even invited to be here!"

At that moment, Otto arrived, followed by two guards of his. He greeted a couple of pirates with a smile on his face and then sat down by the fighting pit.

While he looked straight down to the fighting pit, he kept his ears perked up and heard some whispers coming from the pirates.

It wasn't nice to listen to.

'I should've expected this.' Otto thought with a cold expression. 'Call me kiss ass or idiot; I don't care. If Galahad is really back, I would rather be on his good side…'

"Oh, you must be Otto." Ambrose walked over to him and offered a handshake. "I've heard a great deal about you."

"A-Ambrose?" Otto stood up from his chair, patted the dust off his hands, and shook the hand vigorously. "I-I didn't know you would be here."

"I heard there is some good party going on, so I invited myself." Ambrose laughed and sipped on his drink. "I saw your two slaves fight yesterday. They're good ones. Why would you send them to their deaths?"

"Ah, ah, ah…" Otto laughed awkwardly. "Galahad only deserves the best, doesn't he? The fight won't be long, but I am sure it will be delightful."

"Hmm…" Ambrose sipped on his drink. "Yeah, I suppose so."

'Why the hell is Pirate King here?!' Otto thought with a pale face as he looked away from Ambrose.

Whoever reached Martial King and was a pirate was infamously known as Pirate Kings. The whole pirate world only had fifty Pirate Kings.

Above them, there were twenty Pirate Legends, who were roaming the World Seas with their armadas of ships.

And then, there were five Pirate Emperors.

To the public, the Pirate Emperors were the peak strength of the pirates. However, that was only because the navy had spread false rumors about their true power.

It was unclear if there were pirates above Pirate Emperors. If there were, they stayed in the shadows, hidden from the public eye.

"Ahem!"

At that moment, the announcer came with a microphone in hand. He put the microphone close to his mouth and started speaking.

"Today we have quite a special fighting pit match!

"Usually, the match is held between two slaves, but today, we have a special match-up. A pirate captain of Emperor Happy's fleet will be facing two slaves!

"In World Seas, the weak will die, and the strong will rule. That's how it has always been. This pirate captain had burned those words into his body as he is one of the burn-marked pirates!

"A highest honor pirate could receive!

"Today is his return!

"Welcome, Galahad Mariner, the Beast of the Sunken City!"

With applause echoing throughout the air, one of the entrances opened up, and Galahad entered the small forest in the fighting pit.

With his torso naked, everyone had a perfect view of the burned mark near his neck. It left slight deformation on his skin. He also had white trousers, tight around his legs, and fingerless gloves.

"And today, his opponent is from Otto's barracks. The two young men that debuted just yesterday and received their titles of Pure Prince and Dark Prince, respectively, are now fighting for their lives. Explore new worlds at empire

"2-Star slaves, Jason Leonhardt and Tobias Reiner!"

Through the open entrance, the white-clothed and black-clothed young men walked in slowly with their heads high.

They looked carefree and calm; nothing implied that they were just walking into their deaths.

To many onlookers, they thought it was an extremely unfair match-up. Otto must be a demon for sending them to their deaths.

However, the pirates still thought of them as mere slaves and didn't really care whether they lived or died.

"Without further ado, let's start the match!" The announcer shouted.