KILL!
KILL!KILL!
KILL!KILL!KILL!
Only one word was resonating throughout the Colosseum. I looked at the man near my leg. He was clutching his left hand with his right.
It was too much of a stretch to call him a man.
He was a half-troll and half-orc. Every time I meet this type of half-and-half species, I wonder, Who fucked who?
I can understand that a female orc has a big body; still, the cock of a troll would be the size of an orc's hand. How does that even fit into the vagina without splitting the female into two?
On the other hand, if it was a female troll, then the orc might have to climb down her vagina to impregnate her.
Once I win 100 consecutive matches, I will explore the wonders of this new world.
Alas! Even after eight years in this world, it is still just a dream. Just thinking about it makes my heart slump. However, that was a worry for later.
My fiftieth opponent was in front of me, waiting for the judgment.
Although I had cut off both of his arms, they had already regrown.
I grabbed his hair, making him look at me.
I looked towards the only shaded part of the arena. The entire arena fell silent.
The man with the crown stepped forward, and a woman came along. I couldn't see it from a distance; she held a piece of cloth and threw it in the air.
The crowd cheered in the loudest roar. As the red cloth slowly descended on the ground, I sliced off the head of the half-troll bastard.
{{Congratulation!!}}
{{The host had gained fifty consecutive victories.}}
{{You have defeated your opponent.
You have earned two free points.}}
{{Host has earned two abilities of the opponent.}}
{{Troll regeneration
Grade: S
Detail: Heal or regenerate any part of the body.
Condition: Active till SP runs out.}}
{{Zeal of an Orc
Grade: B
Detail: Impregnate any species.
Charm: +20
Condition: Must copulate to be effective.}}
"What the fuck!"
Saying it out loud, I quickly checked everything around me. Luckily, the people were too excited to notice my outburst.
But really, what the hell? It is not like I get abilities from every opponent I defeat.
This was the third time I have had the chance.
The first time I got it was when I defeated my first opponent, then my tenth consecutive victory opponent, and now.
Name: Bjorn
Age: 22(!)
Strength: 47
Dexterity: 59
Endurance: 75
Intelligence: 31
Wisdom: 39
Charm: 32 ((+20))
Free Point: 18
HP: 230
SP: 164
MP: 0
Skill: {{Absolute Mana Denial (U)}} {{Hyper Sense (A)}} {{Troll regeneration (S)}} {{Zeal of an Orc (B)}}
For the first time, my charm stats increased.
I still remember the day I was summoned into this world.
I was a university student when I came into this world. My stats were around 10, with Charm being the highest of 12.
Luckily, the system has always chosen the best reward for me. I got two free points if I won a fight while losing gave me 1.
It was also why I had become so strong even after I lost every day for the first few months.
This choice of one of the skills frustrated me. I received a skill that I will only be able to use if I win 100 consecutive fights and earn back my freedom.
Yes, I am a slave.
I am a war slave of a noble.
With my winning streak, my life is better than other slaves or even most commoners, but I am still a slave.
There are some rules I have to follow.
I can't walk around without my owner's permission.
I can't have sex, not even with other slaves.
I was a virgin for 22 years of my life back on Earth. And with the time I have spent here, I have become a 30-year-old virgin.
"Get on your knees." I was too excited with my victory to notice that the arena gate had opened and the emperor had come in.
There was no way I would dare to disobey. I went on one of my knees and didn't dare to look up.
"Stand up." The voice sent chills down my spine.
The emperor was the strongest man in the empire, the strongest in the entire continent. They say he is a dragon in human skin.
I could see a couple of women standing beside the man wearing emerald-encrusted footwear as I stood.
"Look at me."
"I wouldn't dare, oh! Great Sun."
Yes, even I, an enslaved person, was taught noble etiquette when I was invited to fight in the Colosseum in the capital.
"Are you disobeying my words?"
"I wouldn't dare, oh! Great Sun."
"Then look at me."
I fearfully looked at him.
"Venrus was a favorite of mine."
If I remember correctly, this Venrus guy was the one I had just killed.
"Please forgive me, Oh! Great sun. This slave has sinned."
"So, you did."
'Is he going to kill me?' No matter how absurd it sounded back on Earth, human life was so cheap in this world.
"But your fight has entertained me. I forgive you."
"Thank you for your grace, Oh! Great sun."
"If you show your gratitude to someone, you should do it to my daughter." I instinctively looked at her as I heard him say, "She is a fan of yours."
'DON'T THINK ABOUT IT. DON'T THINK ABOUT IT. DON'T THINK ABOUT IT.'
The woman's dressing sense in this world was already too stimulating for a virgin like me.
And long blond hair with clear blue eyes and the charm of a princess didn't help.
As soon as she smiled at me, I looked down. "Thank you for your immense gratitude, Your Majesty."
"This was your fiftieth consecutive win, right?"
"Yes, Oh! Great sun."
"So, you have never lost before." It was the princess.
"Forgive me, your highness. This slave has been lost before."
"What he means to say, Your Majesty, is that he had lost when he was a trainee. However, he had won all of his last 50 matches."
This was another voice I was aware of. It was the daughter of the man who had brought me. She had inherited her father's title after his death 6 years ago. She was now a marquis of the empire. Marquis Helen Lionheart was also my master.
"Good! Good! That means you have learnt from your past mistakes and grown."
"This slave is unsuited for such praise, Oh! Great Sun."
"Slahtr. From today, you will be known as Slahtr."
{{Host had received a title from a dragon}}
{{All stats increased by 2}}
Name: Bjorn
Title: Slahtr
Age: 22(!)
Strength: 49 ((+2))
Dexterity: 61 ((+2))
Endurance: 77 ((+2))
Intelligence: 33 ((+2))
Wisdom: 41 ((+2))
Charm: 34 ((+2))
Free Point: 18
HP: 237
SP: 170
MP: 0
Skill: {{Absolute Mana Denial (U)}} {{Hyper Sense (A)}} {{Troll regeneration (S)}} {{Zeal of an Orc (B)}}
"This slave is not worthy."
"You don't have to worry about it." He turned towards Helen, asking, "Why did Marquis never gift an offspring of such a great specimen?"
"This one is not a sex slave."
"It would be such a waste not to have offspring of such a great specimen." He looked at me, adding, "I raise your status to bull."
"This slave is not worthy." I couldn't stop myself from getting on my knees.
"Look at that. That makes you more excited when I have given you a title."
"Forgive me, Oh! Great Sun, I haven't taught this one well."
"Don't worry about it. Send a strong one in his room tonight."
"As you wish, Oh! Great Sun."
The emperor turned around and walked away. I heard him say, "I have brought a few barbarian slaves from the north. I will send a couple of them to your place. Make sure they receive his seed."
"Forgive me, Oh! Great system. This slave had sinned against your greatness." I couldn't contain my excitement.
However, the sudden scream in an earthen language looked barbaric to the guards. All ten of them pointed their spear at me as they escorted me out of the arena to my cell.
Alas! No matter how escorted I was, my owner didn't return for three to four hours. Only then was I taken to a cage carriage and escorted through the capital's streets as if I were some kind of animal!
'You want to look? Look at me. This guy is losing his virginity today.' The lusty gazes that I would typically ignore were greeted with flying kisses.
Little did I know at that time, it wouldn't be night; I would lose it.
I was taken to Helen's office when we returned to the Marquis mansion.
"You are not getting a woman tonight."
"Why?" I was devastated.
Whip
This whip doesn't even sting anymore. Even Helen knew it, but she still does it.
"Look at you. Just because you have earned a title from the emperor, you have started whining again."
"Forgive me, madam."
"That's more like it."
"However, you have done very well. You will indeed receive a reward. How about I give you one of two slaves for your use."
'How can I say no to that?'
"You can make your choice from the slave pen. Howerver…"
'What again?' I didn't say it out loud, but I am sure Helen noticed it.
"Not tonight."
"Why?"
Whip
"Behave." Helen sat in front of me, saying, "It's been almost two and a half years since the last slave received the bull grade. And you killed it today."
"So?"
"So, you will be in high demand."
I know I couldn't stop the edge of my lips from reaching my ears.
"There will be an auction the day after tomorrow. You will be auctioned on that day."
"Will I be sold?"
Whip
"Do you think I am some kind of idiot?"
"Then?"
"What will be sold is the seat of your first partner. Whoever wins the auction will send someone to revive your seed and give birth to your first child."
"What the fuck?"
Whip
Author: When did he get the skill?
After the first win+kill, tenth consecutive win+kill, and consecutive 50 kills+win. If he had received a skill after the first consecutive ten kills, lost at 11th, and started from zero streaks, he wouldn't get a skill for another skill for the following consecutive ten wins.