Three months passed unknowingly.
Peaceful months— at least, on the surface.
But not for Kaiser and the others. Not for gladiators like them who are trying to survive the coliseum everyday.
Kaiser had fought six more matches during the three months.
Six. And he didn't lose once, of course.
That brought his total record to eleven wins and zero losses. A clean streak.
He started making a name for himself around the Silver Rank now.
People started whispering more when he walked around the training ground. The other gladiators eyed him differently. Some were impressed. Some were wary. But fortunately, none of them were stupid enough to bother him.
Anyway, Kaiser didn't care about any of that. He never did.
In fact— he didn't even realize he had turned 17 until Rai mentioned it offhandedly after giving him his daily protein supply.
"Your birthday passed two weeks ago."
He said that time, Rai told Kaiser that he saw it on a list about new gladiators— his personal information.
