Chapter 817 What Luggage to Carry?

Speaking of Bach Makruth is also quite angry. Although the German is not as completely uncontrollable as Zhang Heng, he is obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp. In the previous duel with the black scythe Rufus, he even tried to kill himself even though he was injured. opponent, and this time he did the same thing again, killing Habitus who was from the same gladiator school.

Both of them are gladiators who can sell tickets in the Victor Arena, especially Habitus. In terms of ticket sales ability, he is still above Bach, and now he has been lost so needlessly.

But Marcus couldn't open his mouth to scold Bach, because the latter achieved good results in this gladiatorial performance. Once Habitus died, Zhang Heng was free again. Marcus found that he seemed to rely on German There is no other choice.

So Marcus stared at Bach for a while, and finally he could only sigh helplessly, "Although his strength is good, he can't compare with you. You are the champion of this gladiatorial performance."

"If you really want to recreate the glory of Sisnatus, there is someone who may be able to help you." Zhang Heng said after hearing this.

"Who?" Marcus was stunned, but there was a reason why he was able to make the gladiator school the second largest in Rome. He quickly realized, "Oh, Telephilus, you are free. He is equivalent to the most powerful gladiator in this gladiatorial performance. Indeed, the gladiator school behind him is not in Rome, so his value cannot be maximized, but the problem is that he is not easy to win. He is probably staring at He has quite a few gladiator schools, and if I were his owner, I would definitely sell them for a price."

"The relationship between Telephilus and his master seems to be good. It is not just a master and a slave. You can try to start with him." Zhang Heng added.

"Well, really? This is a useful clue." Marcus touched his chin, and then sighed, "Even so, it still costs a lot of money." He glanced at Zhang Heng and said, "Forget it, let's go and complete the formalities first."

No matter how unwilling he was, Marcus still did not dare to challenge His Majesty the Emperor. Unlike others, he was one of the few people who knew that Commodus had secretly gone to the Gladiator School to meet Zhang Heng. From then on, Marcus There was already a feeling in his heart that something bad was going to happen. He had a premonition that this day was coming, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

However, his arms could not twist his thighs, so he finally went to the "Freedom House" in Trajan's Square with Zhang Heng, and asked the clerk to change Zhang Heng's status from a slave to a Roman citizen.

And when he signed his name, there was a round of applause in the Freedom House. Zhang Heng was now very famous in Rome, and many people in the Freedom House watched his performance and saw that he finally He got his freedom as he wished, and everyone congratulated him.

Only Marcus was even more hurt when he saw this scene.

No matter Bach or Telephilus, the two of them together are not as popular as Zhang Heng. As long as he runs it casually, his gladiator school will be the first in Rome.

But now it's all in vain.

But just then Zhang Heng patted him on the shoulder, "I remember there seemed to be a rule in Rome, right? Freed slaves still need to take some time out to work for their former masters every year."

Marcus was a little surprised when he heard this. This is not a law, at most it is an established custom. Moreover, the master does not enjoy the slave's labor unilaterally, but also becomes the latter's protector. Once the slave regains his freedom, he will If you encounter any trouble in life, you can seek help from your protector.

If there was no such thing as Commodus, it would be normal for Zhang Heng to let him be his protector after he was freed. But now that His Majesty the Emperor has such thick legs, why does Zhang Heng need his protection?

And then he heard Zhang Heng say, "I don't need you to be my protector. Oh, don't get me wrong, I just don't want to get you into trouble."

Marcus was speechless. He looked at Zhang Heng with sad eyes, as if to say, why are you bringing this up? Are you making fun of me?

But then he heard Zhang Heng continue, "But I can take time out to help you with a performance every month, but the opponent must tell me in advance and get my consent."

"What?" Marcus suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.

So Zhang Heng had to repeat what he said before.

The next moment, Marcus was completely immersed in ecstasy. Although he had also had fantasies, Zhang Heng was still willing to perform at the Victor Arena after regaining his freedom. However, if nothing unexpected happened, the Oriental in front of him would follow Kang. Maode is messing around, there is no need to return to Victor Arena even if it is to make money.

So when Marcus heard the news, he subconsciously asked, "Why, why are you willing to come back?" However, he regretted it when he asked.

Fortunately, Zhang Heng didn't mean to regret it. He just smiled and said, "Of course I have conditions."

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Zhang Heng won the championship at the Flavi Amphitheater. It didn't take long for the news to spread throughout the city, so the little slave girl naturally knew about it. However, while she was proud and happy for Zhang Heng, she also realized that the two were different. The time is coming.

Like Marcus, the little slave girl did not expect Zhang Heng to gain freedom so quickly. Counting that he only stayed in Victor Arena for more than two months, he was probably the fastest to gain freedom in history. Gladiator, but this also means that he will move out from here, and as the property of Marcus, the little slave girl cannot leave with Zhang Heng.

So when Zhang Heng comes back, this may be the last time the two of them meet, so the little slave girl's original excitement because Zhang Heng won the championship has become depressed again.

But there is no use being unhappy. After all, she is just a little slave girl that no one will notice. She is ordinary and no different from other little slave girls.

Just as she was thinking this, she finally heard the familiar footsteps coming from outside. However, the little slave girl suddenly didn't want to see that figure anymore, but now it was too late to run out of the house, so she could only find someone. The place hides itself.

She walked into the house listening to the footsteps. The other party didn't seem to notice that the little slave girl she spent time with was missing. She just walked around and packed her things.

The little slave girl sighed in her heart, is this really the case? However, she began to regret a little in her heart. Is there no point in being so angry? Moreover, she must know that this is probably the last time the two of them will see each other. No chance to see you again?

However, the next moment she heard the footsteps stopping outside the cabinet where she was hiding.

Then someone outside knocked on the closet door and said, "Hey, I'm leaving. Why don't you come out and carry my luggage?"

After a while, the cabinet door quietly opened halfway, and the little slave girl stuck her head out, her eyes still red, sniffing and saying, "What luggage are you carrying?"

"What do you think, you should have got the news, we are moving."

"Us? But I'm not your slave." The little slave girl said stupidly.

"Well, congratulations, you are free now. Marcus decided to give you freedom for the sake of your hard work for so many years. But I remember you said that your parents are gone and you have nowhere to go. In this case, you should first Move out and live with me, and wait until you find a job before moving out, but before that, you have to do housework to repay the rent." Zhang Heng said calmly.