20: Chapter 20 Open the iron cage and let him out.

Loren didn't even look at the surrounding nobles; his gaze was fixed on the fat manager as he said indifferently, "Is there any problem?"

The manager was stunned, then shook his head. "Of course not. You only need to pay enough currency, and these Barbarians will belong to you. But we cannot provide assistance in other aspects; you will need to take the Barbarians away yourself."

As he spoke, he looked at the dozens of nobles waiting to see a good show, and he immediately felt a headache.

These Barbarians were stubborn and foul-smelling, impossible to command, and these guys were not afraid of death. Using death and pain to threaten them would only invite ridicule.

If they were really easy to tame, it wouldn't have been Loren's turn.

Loren didn't care about the gazes of the surrounding crowd at all. The hot blood in his chest was circulating, and the demonic, bloodthirsty battle intent spread wildly like Wild Grass. Fight! Fight!!

Suppressing the battle intent that was almost gushing out from his heart, under the gaze of everyone, he came to the iron cage in the center where the Barbarian Chief was being held.

"Mountain Barbarians, you have been bought by me. According to the laws of the Silver Moon Kingdom, you have now become my slaves. Now, come back to my territory with me."

After his words fell, there was silence.

The Barbarians inside the iron cage were like giant stones, cold and silent.

They showed no reaction to these words; in fact, a few of them even glanced at Loren with contemptuous eyes. The mockery in their eyes was like a giant bear on the wasteland despising the provocation of a mouse.

The young nobles around burst into laughter. "Hahahaha, which family's descendant is this? It's really laughable."

"Goddess above, does he really think he can tame the Barbarians like this?!"

"I bet that when he stands in front of the Barbarian Chief, he will definitely be scared and call for his mother..."

The curly-haired noble and the blonde noble showed even more obvious mockery; they even regretted speaking those words, as such an idiot was not qualified to talk to them.

The fat manager wiped the sweat from his face with a strange expression.

He also didn't expect Loren to do such an embarrassing thing... It really was the standard demeanor of a noble's son.

"My lord... why don't you forget it? We have other slaves, all of whom are strong warriors..."

He really had no way to deal with these Barbarians. Not only was their combat power fierce, but once they stepped out of the cage, they would attack the surrounding crowd regardless of everything.

For the Mountain Barbarians, death was the final destination, and they had no fear at all.

Loren ignored the bloated manager and looked at the Barbarians inside the iron cage with burning eyes.

"It is said that the Barbarians on the high mountains are warriors who yearn for freedom, capable of hunting magical beasts with their bare hands and tearing brown bears apart alive. I admire such warriors."

After speaking, he took out the 20 million currency he had just obtained from his pocket—a gold card from the Fairy Bank.

Under everyone's gaze, he held it up.

"I have purchased your ownership from the Black Feather Chamber of Commerce. However, brave warriors deserve respect, and today I will give you a chance. If you can defeat me, then I will let you obtain true freedom! Your slave status will be exempted!"

Everyone was shocked by these words, and the Barbarians, who had been silent like statues, all turned to look at Loren.

Loren looked directly at these sharp-eyed guys, his tone strong and overbearing.

"If I win, then from today on, you will pledge your loyalty to me and fight for me!"

The surrounding nobles were in an uproar.

This guy wants to personally enter the arena and fight the Barbarians?

And he is only at the Silver Rank, while the Barbarian Chief is a Gold-level powerhouse!!

Fiana frowned, her eyes filled with worry and annoyance.

This bastard, doesn't he know the ferocity of these Barbarians? A noble status has no value in front of these warriors who can tear magical beasts apart alive...

Arnold and Robert were obviously shocked. They had originally thought that Loren had other methods, but they didn't expect him to personally fight against the Barbarians!

And he even made such a heavy bet!! This really made them unable to understand.

After the young nobles came back to their senses, they slowly became excited. How many subordinates had they sent before to try to conquer those damned Barbarians, only to be torn apart alive?

A Silver Rank dares to provoke the Barbarians? They couldn't wait to see this guy get his head chopped off by those Barbarians.

The curly-haired noble and the blonde noble who was surrounded in the center looked at each other and burst into laughter. This idiot actually really wants to go and fight those Barbarians!

"Young Master Enli, how many seconds do you guess he can last? Hmm, I think maybe 5 seconds, after all, it takes some time to be thrown into the air and land again..."

The blonde noble restrained his smile, pretended to think for a moment, and then confirmed, "At least 10 seconds, because as long as he can still breathe, it doesn't count as failure. After ten seconds, perhaps you will only be able to see a pile of rotten meat..."

The two looked at each other again and laughed even louder.

The Barbarians sitting in the iron cage stood up in unison after Loren's words fell, each looking at him with cold eyes, as if wanting to distinguish the authenticity of the words he spoke.

Loren did not show any weakness, just staring at the group of strong men who were generally 1.9 meters tall and had exploding muscles.

The battle intent in his eyes was as hot as fire.

A moment later, the Barbarians' shoulders were pushed aside, and then a strong figure over two meters tall with a cross scar on his face stepped out.

Among the Barbarians who averaged 1.9 meters in height, this Barbarian also appeared exceptionally strong.

The muscles on his arms were almost as perfect as if they had been carved with a razor, and no one could doubt how much power such a terrifying life form could erupt with.

A single punch could perhaps kill a wild ox.

"Human noble, I am the chief of the Frost tribe; I accept your battle contract. How shall we fight?"

His voice was as thick as muffled thunder, and those amber eyes carried the sharpness of a hawk.

The young nobles outside the cage subconsciously took a few steps back at this moment. Even separated by such a sturdy iron cage, they could not feel any sense of security, as if the Barbarian could tear apart the steel in front of them once he got angry.

The oppression brought by his body size was truly exaggerated.

The fat manager swallowed his saliva, his eyes filled with pleading.

"My lord, why don't you give up? This Barbarian Chief has the blood of the Gold Knights on his hands. And when he was first imprisoned, he even tore a brown bear that escaped from its cage to pieces... No one can conquer him."

If this blind descendant of a noble were killed by those stubborn and foul-smelling Barbarians, he would be unable to escape the blame.

The Black Feather Chamber of Commerce would be fine with the city lord as their backing, but he would definitely become a scapegoat, and the family behind this noble would slaughter him to vent their anger!

The fat manager couldn't help but be full of regret. If it weren't for his reluctance to dispose of these hard-to-capture Barbarians, he wouldn't have had to cause so much trouble.

Loren felt the power awakening in his body, his gaze like a knife.

"Get on the arena, no weapons allowed, free combat."

Fiana could no longer hold back when she heard this. She stepped forward to block Loren, looking at him with stubborn eyes.

"I will take your place in this match!"

Loren looked at the cool-tempered girl and smiled brilliantly.

"Trust me, girl."

After saying that, he waved his hand, "Open the iron cage and let him out."

"I have not yet tasted the blood of a Gold-level warrior."