Speaking of Bach Makruz is also quite angry, although the Germans are not as completely uncontrollable as Zhang Heng, but it is obviously not a fuel-efficient lamp, in the previous duel with the black scythe Rufus, he fought to kill his opponent with his own injury, and this time he did the same thing, killing Habitus who was born in the same gladiator school.

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

But Makruz couldn't open his mouth and scolded Bach, because the latter had achieved good results in this gladiatorial performance, and as soon as Habitus died, Zhang Heng was free again, and Makruz found that he seemed to have no other choice but to rely on the Germans.

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

"If you really want to recreate the glory of Sisnats, there is someone who can help you." Zhang Heng said when he heard this.

"Who?" Makrus was stunned for a moment, but it was not for nothing that he was able to make the gladiator school the second largest in Rome City, and he quickly reacted, "Oh, Telphilos, your freedom is equivalent to the most powerful gladiator in this gladiatorial performance, indeed, the gladiator school behind him is not in Rome City, and he can't maximize his value, but the problem is that he is not easy to win, it is estimated that there are many gladiator schools staring at him, if I were his master, I would definitely sell it." ”

"The relationship between Therephilus and his master seems to be good, and it is not just a master and a slave, you can try to start with him." Zhang Heng added.

"Hmm, really? That's a useful clue. Makruz touched his chin and sighed, "Even then, it's going to cost a lot of money." As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Heng with reluctant eyes, "Forget it, let's go through the formalities first." ”

Even if Makrus is unwilling to fight with His Majesty the Emperor after all, unlike others, he is one of the few people who knows that Commodus once secretly went to the gladiator school to meet Zhang Heng, since then Makruz has had a bad feeling in his heart, he had a premonition that this day will come, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

However, his arms couldn't twist his thighs, and he finally obediently came to the "House of Freedom" on Trajan's Square with Zhang Heng, and asked the clerk to change Zhang Heng's identity from a slave to a Roman citizen.

And the moment he signed his name, there was a round of applause in the House of Freedom, Zhang Heng's current fame is already very famous in the city of Rome, and many people in the House of Freedom have watched his performance, and they all congratulated him when they saw that he finally got his free body as he wished.

Only Makruz was even more sad when he saw this scene.

Whether it is Bach or Telephilos, the two together are not as popular as one Zhang Heng, and as long as he operates casually, his gladiator school is the first in Rome.

And now it's all in vain.

But at this moment, Zhang Heng patted him on the shoulder, "I remember that there seems to be a rule in Rome, right, freed slaves still need to take some time out every year to work for their former masters." ”

Makrus was a little surprised when he heard this, this is not a law, at most it is a conventional custom, and the master's side does not unilaterally enjoy the labor of the slave, but also becomes the protector of the latter, once the slave who has regained his freedom can ask the protector for help if he encounters any trouble in his life.

If there was no such thing as Commodus, it would be normal for Zhang Heng to let him be a protector after he was free, but now that he has the big thick leg of His Majesty the Emperor, where does Zhang Heng still need his protection?

And then he really listened to Zhang Heng and said, "I don't need you to be a protector, oh, don't get me wrong, I just don't want to get you into trouble." ”

Makruz was speechless, he looked at Zhang Heng with a sad look in his eyes, as if he was saying then why are you mentioning this, are you making fun of me?

However, then he heard Zhang Heng continue, "But I can find time to help you play a show every month, but the opponent must tell me in advance, with my consent." ”

"What?" Makruz suspects something is wrong with his ears.

So Zhang Heng had to repeat his previous sentence.

The next moment, Makrus was completely in ecstasy, although he also had a fantasy that Zhang Heng was willing to perform in the Victor Arena after regaining his freedom, but if nothing else, the Oriental in front of him would have to follow Commodus in the future, even if it was to make money, there was no need to return to the Victor Arena.

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

Fortunately, Zhang Heng didn't have any intention of repenting, he just smiled and said, "Of course I have conditions." ”

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Zhang Heng won the championship in the Flavi Amphitheater, and it didn't take long for the news to spread throughout the city, so the little slave girl naturally knew about it, but she was proud of Zhang Heng and realized that the time for the two to separate was coming.

Like Makrus, the little slave girl didn't expect Zhang Heng to be freed so quickly, counting that he had only been in the Victor Arena for more than two months, he was probably the fastest gladiator ever to get free, but this also meant that he was about to move out of here, and the little slave girl, as Makruz's property, naturally couldn't leave with Zhang Heng.

So when Zhang Heng comes back, this is probably the last time the two will meet, so the little slave girl's excitement because Zhang Heng won the championship became depressed again.

But it's useless to be unhappy, after all, she's just a little slave girl that no one will notice, ordinary, no different from other little slave girls.

Thinking like this, she finally heard the familiar footsteps coming from outside, but the little slave girl suddenly didn't want to see that figure anymore, but it was too late to run out of the house at this time, so she had to find a place to hide herself.

She listened to the footsteps and walked into the house, and the other party didn't seem to notice that the little slave girl she had been with day and night was gone, but just walked around and packed her things.

The little slave girl sighed in her heart, is this really the case, but she began to regret it in her heart, is it meaningless to be angry like this, and you must know that this is likely to be the last time the two will meet, and there is no chance to say goodbye.

The next moment, however, she heard the footsteps stop outside the cabinet where she was hiding.

After that, the person outside knocked on the cabinet door and said, "Hey, I'm leaving, won't you come out to carry my luggage?" ”

After a while, the cabinet door quietly opened half a door, and the little slave girl poked her head out, her eyes were still red, and she sniffed and said, "What luggage are you carrying?" ”

"You say, you should get the news, we're moving."

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

"Well, congratulations that you're free now, Makruz 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 there is nowhere to go, so you can move out and live with me first, and then move out when you find a job, but before that, you have to do housework to pay the rent." Zhang Heng said lightly.

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