Down in the Colosseum.
A burly man in his fifties, dressed in a green robe and wearing an iron helmet, walked from a corner to the center of the Colosseum.
His appearance brought the once lively Colosseum to a sudden hush.
This man was none other than
Cyrus,
one of the Colosseum's executive officers.
Although the Colosseum had now become a place where even commoners could enter,
it was still officially run.
So, in a sense, this man was a government official.
Of course,
that alone wasn't enough to silence a Colosseum that had been full of noise.
The reason everyone had quieted down was simply this man.
Cyrus.
A legendary gladiator who had won a hundred consecutive battles in the Colosseum.
He had even become one of the Colosseum's managers as a result.
You could say that he had used a full hundred battles to climb the social ladder.
He wasn't a high-ranking official, but he still had a little power compared to ordinary people.
That made him very popular with the commoners.
After all, everyone wanted to follow his example. Everyone wanted to become an official.
And, naturally, those in power were happy to see it happen.
Though something like this was exceedingly rare, people needed hope in order to stay motivated.
"Everyone, welcome to the Huang Family Colosseum!"
"I'm sure you all know who today's two stars are!"
"That's right!"
"They're our Sima Empire's two newly minted Title Holders!"
Seeing the crowd settle down, Cyrus raised a magical microphone with an Amplification Magic array on its surface and introduced them in an impassioned voice.
The spectators, who had already heard that today's event was a battle between Title Holders, grew excited at Cyrus's words.
They waved their fists, cheered, and shouted.
They were getting fired up for