"What do you mean by relaxing a little?" The young emperor was a little puzzled.
Dior smiled, "You like gladiatorial fights, don't you?"
I'm too busy, and I have a lot of things to do every day. In fact, before I left, I was still thinking about issuing new coins. I mean, the people in Rome may know me through the gladiatorial performances later. But for the more remote places, I need to let them know that the empire has a new emperor. I plan to ask someone to cast a coin with my head printed on it. Every emperor has done this … "" No, I just watch it occasionally to relax. I'm too busy, and there are a lot of things to do every day.
"Yes, yes, I can understand. You need to rule such a vast country. You must be exhausted. But because of this, we should enjoy our rare leisure time, shouldn't we?" Dior said. He waved his hand and asked the servant to bring two more glasses of wine. He took one for himself and handed the other to the young emperor.
"You need to relax. We won't talk about politics tonight."
The young emperor hesitated for a while, but he still took the glass of wine and drank it in one gulp. "Okay, then let's take a good look at the warriors here."
The owners of the gladiator schools had been waiting for a long time. After getting permission, they came forward and saluted Dior and the emperor of the empire. After that, they began to introduce their gladiators. "Your Majesty, this is the giant Terufelos. He is a Sarmatian.
"Your Majesty, this is the Giant Terufelos. He is a Sarmatian. When he was a teenager, he was sold to the northeast of the empire. I found him in a very remote copper mine and bought him. At that time, he was so hungry that he was only skin and bones, but I knew that he was a natural gladiator. Once he was fed and replaced the iron pickaxe in his hand with a weapon, he would become the best warrior. After that, he did not disappoint me. I took him on a tour around the world. No one could defeat him. His body contains endless power, just like a beast." "Your Majesty, this is the Giant Terufelos. He is a Sarmatian and was sold to the northeast of the empire when he was still a teenager.
His body contains endless power, just like a beast. "A skinny old man who looked like a mummy said. After that, he nodded to Terufelos, and the latter walked out of the crowd.
One had to admit that his tower-like figure was really oppressive. Seeing him move, Commodus' guards immediately became nervous and drew their weapons.
"Never mind," said the young Emperor, "let us see what he will do."
Terufelos did not speak. He went straight to the fountain in the center of the front hall. He rubbed his hands, bent down, and picked up the life-sized marble statue in front of the fountain with only one hand.
Seeing this scene, all the guests who came to the banquet tonight exclaimed in surprise.
The mummified old man was proud of himself. On the contrary, the owners of several other gladiator schools had a solemn look on their faces. They were all knowledgeable people. Of course, they could tell that this tall man was not easy to deal with. There were many gladiators with outstanding strength in this competition, but none of them could do what this Sarmatian did. With his overwhelming strength alone, he would become a strong contender for the gladiatorial show champion.
Terufelos waved the marble statue twice, then put it back to its original position, and returned to the place where he stood before.
"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it. There's actually such a powerful person in this world," the young emperor said excitedly. "Your nickname is Giant, right?"
Terufelos nodded.
"It suits you very well. I wish you a good result in the gladiatorial show." The young emperor's long-suppressed interest seemed to have been ignited, and he followed Dior to the next target.
"Alakxois, from Dyatira. He has an impressive record of nineteen consecutive victories. He is good at using a trident …"
"Danaus, a Thracian gladiator. As we all know, the Thracians are rich in excellent gladiators, and Danaus is the best among them. He is best at cutting his opponent's throat …"
"Julius, a Celtic. His body is amazingly flexible. No one can defeat him in close combat …"
"…"
As Dior and the young emperor continued to walk, they saw more and more gladiators. Each of them had a lot of legendary stories, and they were the trump cards of their respective arenas. However, now that everyone was gathered together, there was not much time left for everyone to introduce themselves.
Except for the Sarmatian who had a vision earlier, Commodus could not remember most of the gladiators' names. After a few words of encouragement, he moved on to the next target.
Zhang Heng knew that if this continued, he might not be able to complete the task given to him by the Balance Blade. Although he had made a name for himself during this period, coupled with Mark Reuss's promotion, many people in Rome had heard of his name before, he was still a newcomer after all. His achievements were not as good as those veteran gladiators who had been famous for many years. Strictly speaking, he was just a topic of conversation, not a legend. And the biggest disadvantage for him was that Commodus had just returned from the frontline, missing the period when he became famous. Besides, Commodus had a lot of things to do during this period. Hence, it was normal that he had not heard of his name.
Zhang Heng knew he had to find a way to attract Commodus's attention.
At this moment, the young emperor suddenly stopped in front of a gladiator, pointed at the latter, and exclaimed in surprise, "Are you Sartonilos?"
"Yes, Your Majesty. I didn't expect you to know my name." Sartonilos bowed.
"Of course. Before I left, my sister and I went to see your gladiatorial performance more than once. They said that Sethnets is old, and you are the strongest gladiator in Rome. How about it? Are you confident this time?"
"I will dedicate my victory and glory to you," Sartonilos said.
Just when the two sides were getting along well, a discordant voice suddenly sounded. "I don't think His Majesty will like someone who only knows how to boast like you."
Sartonilos's expression suddenly changed. He looked in the direction of the voice and found that it was an Asian who said that. Sartonilos had no impression of this Asian. When the gladiators gathered in the front hall to wait, the latter did not do anything to attract their attention. Hence, Sartonilos did not know why the other party took the initiative to provoke him now.
However, he was never a person who would endure a provocation. So, he said respectfully to Commodus, "Your Majesty, can I deal with my own business?"
The young emperor guessed something. If it were in the past, he would most likely reject Sartonilos's request. If his father were here, he would definitely reject Sartonilos's request. But at this time, he remembered what Dior said before. Since he was here to have fun tonight, there was no need to be so serious. So, he smiled and said, "Of course."
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