Although it was only a short glimpse, Zhang Heng's observation skills allowed him to remember some information. Especially after the old trainer reminded him, Zhang Heng recalled more details.
"She … seems to be barefoot, and she has a dagger in her hand. The handle of the dagger is carved with an eagle's head. There is also a string of rattan keys hanging from her waist."
"How many keys are there?" The old trainer continued to ask.
"I didn't count. Three … No, it should be four," Zhang Heng paused, "Other than the corridor connected to the hot tub outside, is there any other way out?"
"I often come here to take a bath. As far as I know, there is no other way out," the old trainer replied.
"So you're saying that she just disappeared into thin air?"
The old trainer did not answer Zhang Heng's question this time. Instead, he spat out a somewhat unfamiliar name, "Kreis."
"Who is this?"
"The black-robed woman you met," the old trainer said, "According to your description, she should be Kreis herself. She is the god of murder and assassins. She is in charge of the delicate balance between chaos and order. You are in luck. Kreis rarely appears in front of people, so not many people in this world can see her. As for her face, it's better if you don't know it because those who have seen her face are no longer in this world."
"Why haven't I heard of her name?" Zhang Heng frowned.
In order to confirm the identity of the old man in the Tang suit, Zhang Heng had studied some mythology knowledge. He had some understanding of the beliefs of the ancient Romans. The Romans' worship of gods was relatively complicated. Many of the ancient Roman gods came from Greek mythology. With the continuous expansion of the empire, other beliefs also flowed into the empire, such as Judaism, some ancient religions in Egypt, and even the ancestors of the barbarians. However, the name Kreis was not among them.
"As I said, not many people can see her." After the old trainer finished speaking, he gave Zhang Heng a meaningful look.
However, to his surprise, Zhang Heng did not show any awe or doubt when he heard this. Instead, he showed a thoughtful look. "I remember now. This is not the first time we met."
"Hmm?"
Considering the game's background, there was always a god hidden behind every quest. Zhang Heng briefly wondered if he had met the god of this quest until he recalled where he had seen him before.
"I saw her on a long-necked bottle of wine, just as I was celebrating my qualification as an official gladiator," Zhang Heng said. "Interesting. Someone was already playing tricks like psychological suggestion in the second century AD?"
Zhang Heng had used a similar trick once in the Whistleblower quest. He used psychological suggestion to implant the idea of going to the ski resort in Leah's mind. He did not expect that the tables would turn, and someone would use the same trick on him.
Moreover, the other party's method was undoubtedly more covert and advanced.
"There is no Kreis at all, right? The figure I caught a glimpse of outside the door was you. Judging from your sweaty state, you should have just entered this room not long ago. I should have thought of it. Since there is only one exit in this room, excluding the irrelevant people, the only person left is the answer … But a simple psychological suggestion can't make me hallucinate. There must be other means."
Zhang Heng lowered his head and thought for a while. "Wine. You or your men did something to my bottle of wine, right?"
Zhang Heng recalled the slave girl holding the double-ear tall bottle. The latter walked straight to him. At that time, only he and Varo were standing there. Varo wanted to drink, but soon another slave girl walked to him with a new bottle of wine. In the end, Zhang Heng was the only one who drank the wine in the bottle.
At that time, he felt that the wine tasted a little strange. It seemed to be mixed with some kind of herb. However, it was Zhang Heng's first time drinking wine from the second century AD, so he did not think much about it at the time. When he thought about what happened to him after that, Zhang Heng quickly found the root of the problem.
Dadatis listened quietly to Zhang Heng's analysis. After that, he said, "I was right about you. You are the one we are looking for."
"We? Oh, so you have an accomplice. "Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.
"I prefer to call them companions," Dadatis said. "Besides, I saw your final assessment. I think you hid your strength in the battle, right? You even deceived Gaby. He discovered Sethnets and went against all opinions to train Sethnets into the trump card of the Victor Arena. But he was wrong about you. "
"I don't know what you are talking about."
There were no witnesses or physical evidence. Zhang Heng would definitely not admit it.
"Don't worry, I will not tell Gaby," Dadatis said. Dadatis said, "You don't have to be so wary of us. We are not hostile to you."
"Your tricks don't look like you're not hostile," Zhang Heng said. "In order to make me believe what I saw, you've put in a lot of effort. You even made up a God of Murder and Assassin."
"I did not deceive you." Dadatis blinked. "At least not when it comes to Kreis. She is indeed the god we worship."
"But you said she is the god of murder and assassins."
"So we are killers and assassins," Dadatis said. Dadatis said, "I come from an ancient and mysterious organization. Our history is longer than Rome. It has a history of thousands of years. But during this period, we have been keeping a low profile. In this regard, I think we have something in common. If you want to ask me why I am here, the reason is very simple. I have a little friendship with Gaby. He invited me to train gladiators for him, but most of the time, I am only responsible for Habitus's training."
"Did you teach Habitus's footwork?"
"Most of it, but he also made some improvements to adapt to the needs of the gladiator performance."
"Then I suggest you continue to train him. I heard that he seems to want to be the trump card of the Victor Arena," Zhang Heng said euphemistically. "You should focus on him instead of disturbing me."
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