"Captain, you've come to watch the gladiatorial fights as well?"
Hearing the voice, Wei'en was a bit surprised. 'Someone from the Leonard also received an invitation?'
"Ronan?"
Seeing those triangular eyes, Wei'en was even more surprised.
After all, just that afternoon, his Second Officer had been eager to rush off to a tavern and find a girl. 'He didn't end up sleeping there tonight?'
"Captain," Ronan said, trotting over with a delighted expression. "I thought you disliked these kinds of occasions. I never expected to see you here."
"I happened to hear about it and came to check it out." Wei'en looked him up and down. "How long have you been here?"
His hair was a mess, his face was flushed, and his small, triangular eyes were faintly bloodshot. It looked like he had arrived before the first fight and had very likely placed a bet.
"Uh, I got here right when it started. Some old friends brought me along." The smile on Ronan's face turned bitter. "Who would have known..."
