The King Sentenced Me to the Colosseum, then the Legendary Beast Knelt Before Me

The Secret of the Dragon's Mark

The colosseum erupted into absolute chaos. Five years ago, the kingdom had been saved from the wrath of the Shadow Dragon, a victory King Robert had publicly credited to his late son, Prince Julian. But the truth was far darker. Leo was the young blacksmith's apprentice who had actually struck the final blow, receiving the legendary dragon-scar in the process. To secure his dynasty's legacy, the king had ordered Leo’s memory erased and his identity hidden, keeping him in chains until today's attempted execution.

"Silence!" King Robert roared from the balcony, his voice trembling with a mixture of rage and panic.

This boy is a sorcerer! He has used dark magic to tame the beast! Guards, execute them both!

A dozen heavily armored royal guards rushed onto the sand, swords drawn. But the black lion stood protectively over Leo, letting out a deafening roar that shook the very foundations of the colosseum. The guards hesitated, terrified of the legendary beast. High Cleric Thomas, realizing that the crowd was turning against them, reached into his robes and pulled out a dark, glowing crystal amulet. He began chanting a forbidden spell, directing a beam of dark energy at the lion. The beast whimpered, its legs buckling under the magical weight.

Leo scrambled to his feet, shielding the suffering animal with his own body.

You stole the kingdom's peace, Robert!

Leo shouted, his voice echoing through the arena.

You sacrificed your own soldiers to claim my victory, and now you use forbidden magic to silence the truth!

The spectators began throwing objects at the royal balcony, realizing they had been lied to for half a decade. The guards, caught between the wrath of the crowd and the king's orders, stood frozen as the magical energy threatened to tear the arena apart.