“Bestial Battle Arena?” Zhou Jing raised his eyebrows.

“Huh? Don’t you know?”

Cole was stunned. Then, he remembered that Zhou Jing was not from the capital.

“As long as the conditions allow, the Imperial Hunters will capture mutated beasts alive and bring them back for the Beast Tamers to raise. Otherwise, where would we find a stable supply of materials for the workshops to study the various blood potion formulas? And the Bestial Battle Arena is a matching place for some inexperienced Imperial Hunters to train in actual combat… We can also earn some money at the same time. We also need funds and extra income won’t hurt.”

At this point, Cole’s expression was subtle.

“Are you charging ordinary people to watch the show…”

Zhou Jing’s expression was complicated. In an environment where mutant beasts threatened humans, it felt quite strange to see such a bloody facility that used hunters to kill mutant beasts for fun. It should not exist.

He had visited many towns, and only the capital had such facilities… Moreover, it seemed that only this place had large-scale breeding of mutant beasts.

“It’s said that the empire is researching how to domesticate some mutated beasts and turn them into mounts for the army and the empire’s hunters. Currently, there have been some results. Our commander is a Mutant Beast Knight,” Cole said casually.

“Oh, this is a feasible plan…”

Zhou Jing could not help but think of how the Subterraneans had tamed the Violent Tooth Dragon.

Among the existing support functions, there seemed to be a [Pet Function] as well?

Well, since the capital had such conditions, he might be able to try this function the next time he created a new apostle.

Cole then instructed on a few more things to take note of before leaving.

After all, this world was a little primitive, and the various rules and regulations were not rigorous and perfect. He could already move freely in the empire’s hunter base… but he could not enter the capital for the time being.

Zhou Jing tidied up the bed. Through the window, he could see the majestic outline of Tarn City in the distance.

He looked in the direction of the capital, his eyes flashing.

“It shouldn’t be a problem to blend into the Empire’s Hunters. I’m already at the foot of the capital, so I can find a chance to come into contact with the core of the Terra Empire’s power… Let’s observe the situation first and see how I can use the information that Lutt kindly gave me.”

…

At the same time, in a certain room in the castle of the royal capital.

Roman stood at the window and silently looked down at the city as if he wished to step on the entire place.

He was a fat middle-aged man with an ordinary appearance, clad in a soft silk brocade robe studded with jewelry. He looked like a fatty who was greedy for pleasure, but there was an inexplicable aura about him that made people subconsciously reserved in front of him.

On the table behind him were several secret letters. Two of his trusted aides stood at the table, their heads lowered in silence.

After a long while, Roman spoke in a low voice.

“Lutt is dead, I don’t know if he spilled anything, nor do I know who kidnapped him… Is this the report you’re giving me after investigating for a month?”

The two confidants trembled slightly and hurriedly replied,

“Sir, we really don’t have any clues. We’ve checked all the Mutant Blood Warriors in White Plains City, as well as all the hunters who left White Plains Town, and even the warriors of Lutt’s tribe. No one can match up. We still don’t know who the murderer is.”

“We followed your instructions and went to investigate the so-called Wood family, but there’s no blood relative from this tribe at all. It’s not that we didn’t work hard, but there’s no way to investigate at all!”

Ever since Lutt died, a large number of spies had gone to investigate the identity of the murderer.

After a large number of Frostwood Village villagers moved to White Plains Town, there were even spies who secretly dug up Jason’s grave at midnight, only to discover that there was nothing wrong with the corpse inside.

No matter how hard they tried, he could not find anything on the “dead” person.

Roman turned to look at the two of them.

The two of them, who were originally chattering and explaining, felt a chill run down their spines when he glanced at them with a faint smile. They immediately shut their mouths.

Roman did not fly into a rage. Instead, he smiled and comforted them.

“Alright, alright. I never doubted your ability to do things. It seems that this murderer is really mysterious and difficult to find.”

His tone was friendly, but the two of them did not dare to continue.

Roman rubbed his thumb ring and said, “If you can’t find it, continue to search slowly. There’s no hurry… Let’s put this matter aside for the time being. How’s the investigation of that faction going?”

A trusted aide quickly replied, “Sir, we’ve already found their hideout, but it seems to have been abandoned. There’s no one there. We don’t know where they went.”

Hearing this, Roman revealed an inexplicable expression and muttered to himself, “That group of people broke off contact with me and disappeared mysteriously. They have all kinds of strange abilities… Hmm… Hehe.”

The two confidants looked at each other, not daring to speak. They did not know what Roman was thinking.

After a while, Roman waved his hand and ordered,

“Continue investigating the identity of the murderer and the whereabouts of the mysterious force. Also, send some people to secretly contact the various tribal lords and tell them that there might be a change in the plan at any time. Be careful and pay more attention to the movements of the royal family—their actions have been a little strange over the years. There should be someone guiding them from behind. Perhaps they have already noticed something…

“The court is still discussing the candidates for the new lord of White Plains Town, so let the servants eavesdrop. I want to know the thoughts of every minister… The position of the lord of White Plains Town must be given to the new partner I found in Lutt’s clan. With Lutt dead, it saves me the trouble of borrowing the new partner to get rid of him.”

After giving his instructions, Roman asked his two trusted aides to leave.

The two of them quickly left as if they had been pardoned from a great crime.

Roman looked away and picked up a few secret letters from the table. He rubbed his fingers together.

The flame of the candlestick beside him seemed to be sucked away by an invisible force, turning into a fire snake that landed on the secret letter in his hand.

Hooomph!

It ignited and extinguished in an instant.

The few secret letters turned to dust in the blink of an eye.