Chapter 412: Esa Raak

Chapter 412: Esa Raak

Raak

I closed my eyes, blocking every noise around me. Remembering the face of my child.

It's his birthday today. He had already celebrated it yesterday, in Zenid.

The time in Oton is thirteen hours behind Zenid.

It made me happy that Josie and Heron were with him. He would have his family with him on his birthday.

I wish I didn't have a fight today. Usually, I am lucky; I didn't have any fights on this day, but today I am not.

I have a fight. It is in fifteen minutes.

"Anna,"

I heard the familiar voice calling my name and opened my eyes in irritation.

"I had told you many times to not disturb me during my meditation before the battle," I snapped at Master Lar.

The man might be my master, but he had no right to disturb me before the battle. Especially when he wants to win the battle on this day.

"The match is canceled. Praefectus Prisca had summoned you to her office," he informed, surprising me.

That is when I noticed. The uniform of two guards behind him. They are not usual colosseum guards, but Praefectus Guards.

The most elite of all.

Even I couldn't deal with a single one of them, with the power of legacy supporting them.

"Why?" I asked a moment later.

"I don't know," he replied. Sounding as surprised as I was feeling.

Praefectus are the most powerful people in the whole arena, the city, and its dominions. There are only four of them with Grand Praefectus as supreme authority.

I have never been summoned by one.

For a moment, my heart skipped a head, before I pushed the thought away.

It wouldn't be about the children. It had been over nine months since I had sent them away.

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Lar was angry about it, but couldn't do anything other than be angry. Unlike me, they were free and could leave this dammed place.

"Follow us!"

I was in thought when the guard ordered and began to move. I got up and followed them to Lar.

"Why did they summon you?" asked the master. "Why are you asking me that?" I asked back.

"You really don't know?" he asked, looking at me suspiciously.

This time, I didn't even reply and walked behind the guards in the grand misty hallways.

It is a beautiful place. I hate it from the bottom of my heart.

It has taken everything from me. My freedom, my children. Every day feels painful here. Sometimes I want to die.

The only reason, I am living is my children.

Soon, we reached the elevator and stepped inside. The door closed and it began to move up.

I watched the views through it; the fight that is happening and the hundreds of thousands watching it.

The number never lessened. Going over a million on the special days.

One would expect it hard for hundreds of thousands of people to watch the battle in the colosseum every day, but it is not when it is a legacy.

People do anything to experience the power of legacy. People come from far, some from out of the continent, to experience the colosseums of Oton.

Ting!

The elevator stopped at the top floor, and we got out and walked through the beautiful hallways before we reached the end, where there was a big bronze gate.

There are no guards guarding it. There is only one person, a middle-aged secretary.

"Go in," said the secretary, without even looking at us.

As she said, the bronze door began to open, but I couldn't see what was behind them. There is something, blocking the view inside.

"Only her, not you," said the secretary, surprising me and Lar.

He is my master, the handler.

Every decision, I take in the arena is his; I have no will regarding it. If he said it.; I will have to follow it.

I remember the day; I signed the contract. I was extremely desperate; there was no option but to sign the contract.

"This is a velvet garden." He said, pointing at the tower. Speaking an unfamiliar name.

"The legacy. It was born nine months ago, and the host of it is Remus Silver, your son," he added, and my heart shook.

I had expected many things, but not this.

"It had advanced to Grade II,"

"Most are saying, he had achieved it within six months, which is shocking enough, but there is a whisper, that said he had achieved it in three months,"

"If it is true, he would be the first to achieve the feat, in this era,"

His eyes were searching, but I didn't know anything. He wouldn't find anything in my eyes other than sheer shock.

'Remus has a legacy,'

This sentence revolved around my mind. It took me a while before I was able to get out of it.

"Are you going to release me?" I asked.

I kept the hope to a minimum, but it couldn't help, seeped into my voice.

It had been over a decade since I saw my sweet boy. My heart aches every minute in his memory. I want to see him, hug him, never leave his side.

"I thought about it and decided not to." He replied, crushing all the hope I had in my heart.

"If it had been a common legacy, I would have, but the velvet garden was clearly a special legacy and that makes you an asset to us," he added.

He wouldn't have let me. Even if it was a common legacy. No mercy exists in the hearts of heavenly colosseums.

"But don't worry, seeing you are the mother of a fellow Synod member. We will promote you and give you access to the things, you didn't have before,"

"We are also suspending the Patrons Prize. So, you won't have to sleep with patrons that sponsor you from now on," he said.

The more I heard. The angrier I got, but I said nothing and drank down the emotions.

"You can now even contact your son without any worry," he added with a smile, and all those buried emotions once again threatened to burst out.

"Thank you," I said.

Once again, drinking down everything I was feeling.

"I am going to write to your son, the response now. He would be happy, seeing the privileges we are going to give it to you," he said.

"Can I go now?" I asked.

"Sure, and take this," he replied, before sliding a silver medallion toward me.

A surprise flashed in my eyes. I know what it is; every fighter, gladiator, and warrior longed for this thing.

"You have the potential to earn it, but you are getting it early, thanks to your son," he added with a smile.

The champion's medallion. Only those of Lv. 40 or powerhouses of great prowess get it and he is giving this to me.

It also means Lar can't control me anymore. I am now directly under the prefect's control.

"You will have to add a drop of blood on it to bind it," instructed Praefectus Prisca.

I nodded and took my dagger and pierce my finger with it, before dropping the blood on the silver medallion.

Immediately, the surrounding mist moved onto the medallion, and the emblem of the area flashed in it.

A moment later, it came out of my card and stuck on the back of my hand. It flashed there for a moment before disappearing.

Click!

A few seconds later, I walked out of the office. Lar was waiting there, looking confused.

"What happened? I felt the power of your contract taken from me?" he asked.

"Fuck off!" I cursed, shocking the man.

I had wanted to say those words to this bastard for a long time and now I finally said it.

He was shocked, but the familiar anger appeared in his eyes.

"You bitch! You dare to talk to me like that!" he screamed and raised his hands.

Slap!

A loud slap rang out, sending him flying, crashing into the wall. I waited for the punishment from the contract, but it didn't come.

I have the privilege of champion. Aside from Praefectus, nobody can do anything to me.

"If you ever dare to lay your filthy hands on me again. You will see the slap with mercy," I promised.

I looked at his snotty face, before walking away. I have things to do. First and foremost, find out if this is all true or one big nightmare.

I am still having a hard time believing. It is all truth.

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