836 The Battle Royale Of The Century [Part 1]

"Have you heard?" a skinny man asked his friend, who was currently drinking with him inside a Tavern. "It seems that the two Highlanders will be fighting in the Gladiator's Coliseum in two days' time."

"How could I not hear about it?" the chubby man smiled. "The Nobles are spreading this news like wildfire. Even the Gambling Establishments have joined in the hype. They are even calling the battle 'The Deathmatch of the Century.' Clearly, they wanted to rake in the big cash when the betting officially begins."

"Master, who do you think will win?" the skinny man asked the bartender who was busy wiping the glasses on his counter.

"Although I don't think that the Highlanders have a chance of winning, I'll still bet on them," the Tavern Master replied.

"Oh? And why?" the skinny man inquired.

"It's because they are Highlanders," the Tavern Master answered. "They might have Legendary or even Divine Items that can help them reverse this situation."