Donning observed Fonte and Lucas. Fonte's attention was all on the orcs in the arena. Because through investigating him, Fonte had already gained Alkmaar's attention and entered an important position in the Alkmaar family. Moreover, he had a detailed plan to achieve his goals, so there was no need to waste time here. After all, their cooperation was only limited to information sharing and did not involve their specific plans.
Donning must have his own plan. He must find a way here. Thinking like this, Donning saw an amazing scene. One of the half - orcs seemed to know a little magic. He was a shaman priest. Although half - orcs were stupid, they could still master simple magic.
This meant that using supernatural power here would not attract the attention of the Holy See. After all, his supernatural power was not acting on people, but on the iron net above the deep pit to prevent the orcs from jumping out.
Thinking like this, Donning had a simple plan. His fingers floated slowly, like sawdust floating on the sea, and the regular movement affected the amplitude of the air. The amplitude of the air made the iron net start to vibrate regularly. Uncle Rhonin, one of the greatest mages in the world, had taught him to control the air current to cause destruction.
Everyone's attention was on the outcome in the arena and did not notice the reaction of the iron net. When the outcome was about to be decided, a crisp sound was heard.
Everyone looked around curiously. Then a huge steel nail that fixed the iron net suddenly flew out of the wall, the iron net collapsed, and a huge gap appeared.
The crowd made noisy shouts, panicked, and ran around. Barak took Hannah and followed the crowd. Almost everything was in chaos. The bold Lucas shouted, "Ladies and gentlemen, don't be frightened. It's just an accident."
The perfect banquet was completely ruined by this accident. Lucas wanted to calm people down, but it seemed useless. He directed the attendants to solve the problem quickly and take the two half - orcs back.
But when the attendants entered the arena, the two orcs, with their small mung - bean - like eyes, stared at the people in the spectator seats of the arena. Their target had shifted.
Half - orcs hated humans. They were raised like wild animals by humans and made to fight each other for human entertainment, but they had no way to resist. Now that they had such an opportunity, they would never let it pass.
The two orcs bent their bodies, and their legs suddenly exerted force. The marble floor in the arena shattered immediately. The half - orcs' bodies leaped into the air. Their extraordinary strength gave them a jumping ability several times that of ordinary people, and they instantly jumped onto the spectator seats.
The crowd fled frantically, but still many people were attacked. Almost instantly, the captured VIPs were torn in half and thrown on the ground, and the blood dyed the spectator seats red.
The two half - orcs vented their dissatisfaction with humans crazily. Their ultimate target was Lucas, the man who had imprisoned them, and they moved very fast.
Lucas wanted to run away, but the only exit had been occupied by the crowded crowd. He had no way to squeeze out from here. He could only watch the two half - orcs approaching quickly.
Standing not far away, Donning had found a good angle for attack. He took out the bow he had brought and was going to give to Lucas. He had been carrying this gift with him all the time, ready to find a good opportunity to give it to the other party at any time. He took out a sharp arrow, blew on one end of the arrow, placed it on the bow, and aimed at one of the half - orcs' heads.
Uncle Kaita in Katherta was the best dragon rider on the whole continent. He had taught Donning the strongest swordsmanship and the best archery. From more than fifty paces away, Donning could easily hit a grape. A big head was not a difficult target for him.
Lucas knew that it was already a luxury for him to escape. He shouted crazily for the attendants to protect him. "Fools, come and protect me quickly. Do you hear me?"
But no one answered. The attendants also joined the fleeing crowd. The out - of - control half - orcs were full of destructiveness. They would never use their lives to show loyalty.
When the first half - orc rushed in front of Lucas and Lucas fell to the ground in fear, his eyes showing fear, Donning loosened his fingers on the bowstring. His ears could clearly hear the vibrating sound of the bowstring in the air.
The sharp arrow shot out and instantly penetrated the half - orc's head. Blood and brains splashed and fell on Lucas's face, who was lying on the ground half - reclined.
Donning quickly placed the second arrow on the bow and pulled the bowstring. The other half - orc saw the sacrifice of his companion. He saw the young man hiding not far away who was about to shoot for the second time. The stupid half - orc still knew to deal with the life - threatening situation first. He shifted his target and jumped towards the young man.
When the half - orc jumped into the air and was approaching quickly, Donning loosened his fingers on the bowstring. The second arrow pierced the half - oror's neck. Then he quickly dodged his body, allowing the corpse to fall heavily beside him.
The half - orc gasped for breath and his eyes slowly closed, announcing his death. This scene happened to be seen by the panicked Lucas over there.
Donning knew that the plan had succeeded. He quickly walked through the spectator seats and came to the pale - faced Lucas. "Mr. Lucas, are you all right?"
Lucas was stunned for a moment. He held the young man's hand and stood up. His body was trembling, and he said in a trembling voice, "What a brave man. You saved me and everyone here."
"Not everyone." Donning looked apologetically at the torn corpses around. "If I could have found a suitable position to act earlier, maybe all this could have been avoided."
The crowd was quickly evacuated. Lucas immediately ordered the servants to check the safety measures in the arena. He didn't want such a thing to happen again.
Most of the guests were sent away. The banquet was a failure. And Lucas himself was taken away by the butler into the bedroom. A private doctor was invited to examine him.
"Help me keep that brave man here. I must thank him properly." Lucas ordered the butler loudly while being examined. "Hurry up and check. I should be fine."
"Don't worry. Mr. Donning will leave after confirming that you are okay. He is waiting in the living room." The butler comforted Lucas. "We have already sent someone to inform the young lady. She should be here soon."
Soon the door was opened, and a panicked girl rushed in. She was wearing a black dress, and the tulip badge of the Alkmaar family on her chest was very dazzling. She had a beautiful face that would make any woman jealous. This girl was Lucas's sister, Mace Alkmaar, a strong woman in charge of the Alkmaar family's spice business.
As Fonte had said, this unmarried strong woman was extremely concerned about her brother. She sat on the bedside and held Lucas's outstretched hand in her arms. "When I heard about that incident, I was almost crazy. Fortunately, I see that you are okay."
Lucas always remembered the young man who had saved him. "Mace, fortunately, there was a brave man. He took action to save me. Otherwise, what you would see was my torn body. We must thank him properly."
The wealth of the brother and sister was managed by the sister. Lucas had to get his sister's permission. Mace only cared about Lucas's life. "Yes, we should thank him, but we must first confirm that you are okay."
By this time, Lucas had recovered a little. He quickly got up and jumped a few times on the ground, looking at his sister eagerly. "Look, I'm as healthy as a deer. There's no problem at all."
Mace turned her eyes to the doctor beside her, and her face immediately became very cold, completely different from before. "What's your conclusion?"
The doctor bent down respectfully and saluted. "Mr. Lucas was just a little frightened. We have examined his body and there are no external injuries. Miss Mace doesn't need to worry."
After getting the doctor's confirmation, Lucas excitedly looked outside the door. "Hurry up, Mace. I have to go and thank that brave man in person. Don't keep him waiting."
Donning was sitting in the living room, drinking the coffee brought by the servant, thinking about the woman who had just passed in front of him. If he was not mistaken, she should be Lucas's sister. Fonte had not exaggerated this woman's beauty. She could indeed be regarded as the most beautiful woman in Brot City.
At this time, someone came in. Donning put down his coffee, got up, took off his hat and put it on his chest, and saluted the excited Lucas and the cold - faced Mace. "It's so good to see that you are okay."
Lucas excitedly took Donning's hand. "Brave man, I saw your heroic performance, calm and composed, shooting deadly arrows. It was really pleasing to the eye. You saved my life. I must thank you. May I ask your name?" So far, he had not asked the name of this young man who could attend the banquet. Actually, there were quite a few people at the banquet whose names he couldn't call out, because he was the host of the banquet, but the list was not determined by him.
The butler had mentioned the name of this young man, but Lucas thought that out of politeness, he must ask the other party himself.
"Donning Stewart." Donning introduced himself.
"Mr. Donning, allow me to introduce my sister to you." Lucas brought Mace to his side. "This is my sister, Mace."
"We've met." Donning replied with a smile.
Finally, there was a little smile on Mace's cold face. This was a response to Donning's saving Lucas. Ordinary people were not qualified to see this lady's smile.
She extended her hand. "Mr. Donning, Lucas has told me about your performance. First of all, thank you for saving my brother. I'm curious, where did you learn your skills?"
"Sister, don't be like this. He is my benefactor." Lucas was a little dissatisfied with Mace's question and protested. "It's very impolite."
Donning bowed humbly. "It doesn't matter. Being asked by such a beautiful lady is a reward for me. I don't think there is anything unpleasant. My grandfather was once a dragon rider. He participated in many battles and taught me these skills."
"Dragon rider?" Lucas was as excited as a child. "Do they really ride evil dragons to fight? Sorry, I really want to know."