Speaking of Bach, Mark Reuss was quite angry. Although Bach was not as uncontrollable as Zhang Heng, he was not a pushover either. In the previous duel with Rufus the Black Sickle, he had to kill Rufus even at the cost of injuring himself. And this time, he did the same thing again. He killed Habitus, who came from the same gladiator school.
Both of them were gladiators who could sell tickets in the Victor Arena, especially Habitus. In terms of selling tickets, he was even more powerful than Bach. Now, he had lost him for nothing.
However, Mark Reuss could not open his mouth to scold Bach because the latter had achieved a good result in this gladiatorial show. Now that Habitus was dead, Zhang Heng was free again. Mark Reuss found that he had no other choice but to rely on Bach.
So Mark Reuss stared at Bach for a while. In the end, he could only sigh helplessly, "Although his strength is good, he can't be compared to you. You are the champion of this gladiatorial show."
"If you really want to recreate the glory of Sethnets, there is someone who may be able to help you," Zhang Heng said.
"Who?" Mark Reuss was taken aback. However, it was not without reason that he could make the gladiator school the second largest in Rome. He quickly reacted, "Oh, Terufelos. Now that you are free, he is equivalent to the most powerful gladiator in this gladiatorial show. Indeed, the gladiator school behind him is not in Rome, and he cannot maximize his value. However, the problem is that he is not easy to deal with. I guess there are many gladiator schools eyeing him. If I were his master, I would definitely wait for the right price to sell him."
"Terufelos and his master seem to have a good relationship. It is not as simple as a master and a slave. You can try to start with him," Zhang Heng added.
"Oh, really? This is a useful clue. " Mark Reuss touched his chin and then sighed, "Even so, it will still cost a lot of money." As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Heng with a reluctant look. "Forget it. Let's get the paperwork done first."
No matter how unwilling Mark Reuss was, he dared not challenge the emperor. Unlike the others, he was one of the few people who knew that Commodus had sneaked to the gladiator school to meet Zhang Heng. Since then, Mark Reuss had a bad feeling. He had a premonition that this day would come, but he did not expect it to happen so soon.
In the end, he obediently followed Zhang Heng to the Freedom House on Trajan's Square 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 from the Freedom House. Zhang Heng was now very famous in Rome. Many people from the Freedom House also watched his performance. Seeing that he finally got his freedom as he wished, they all congratulated him.
Mark Reuss was the only one who was saddened by this scene.
Whether it was Bach or Terufelos, the two of them combined could not compare to Zhang Heng's popularity. After that, he just needed to do some simple things, and his gladiator school would become the best in Rome.
Now, all of this had turned into a bubble.
But at this time, Zhang Heng patted him on the shoulder, "I remember there is a rule in Rome. The freed slaves still need to spend some time working for their former master every year."
Mark Reuss was a little surprised when he heard Zhang Heng's words. This was not a law. At most, it was a custom. Besides, the master did not only enjoy the slave's labor, but he also had to become the slave's protector. Once the slave regained his freedom, he could ask the protector for help if he encountered any trouble in his life.
If it were not for Commodus, it would be normal for Zhang Heng to become his protector after he was freed. But now, with the emperor as his backer, Zhang Heng did not need his protection.
After that, 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."
Mark Reuss was speechless. He looked at Zhang Heng with a sad look as if he was saying, 'Why did you bring this up? Are you making fun of me?'
However, he heard Zhang Heng continue, "But I can spare some time to help you perform once a month. But you have to tell me in advance who my opponent is, and I have to agree to it."
"What?" Mark Reuss suspected that there was something wrong with his ears.
So Zhang Heng had to repeat what he said before.
The next moment, Mark Reuss fell into ecstasy. Although he had fantasized that Zhang Heng would be willing to perform in the Victor Arena after he regained his freedom, he knew that Zhang Heng would be working for Commodus in the future. Even if he wanted to make money, there was no need for him to return to the Victor Arena.
So when Mark Reuss heard the news, he subconsciously asked, "Why? Why are you willing to come back?" But when he asked the question, he regretted it immediately.
Fortunately, Zhang Heng did not intend to go back on his words. He just smiled and said, "Of course, I have a condition."
…
It did not take long for the news of Zhang Heng winning the championship at the Amphitheatrum Flavium to spread throughout the city. Naturally, the slave girl knew about it. While she was proud and happy for Zhang Heng, she also realized that it was time for them to part ways.
Just like Mark Reuss, the slave girl did not expect Zhang Heng to regain his freedom so quickly. He had only stayed in the Victor Arena for more than two months, and he was probably the fastest gladiator to regain his freedom in history. However, this also meant that he would have to move out of this place. As Mark Reuss's property, the slave girl naturally could not leave with Zhang Heng.
So when Zhang Heng came back, this would probably be the last time the two would see each other. So the slave girl's initial excitement about Zhang Heng's victory was replaced by disappointment.
But it was useless to be unhappy. After all, she was just a slave girl that no one would notice. She was just an ordinary slave girl, no different from other slaves.
While thinking about this, she finally heard the familiar footsteps coming from outside. However, the slave girl suddenly did not want to see the figure again. It was too late for her to run out of the house now. So, she could only find a place to hide herself.
She listened to the footsteps entering the house. The other party did not seem to notice that the slave girl who had been with him all day long was gone. He just walked around and packed his things.
The slave girl sighed in her heart. Sure enough, this was the case. However, she began to regret it again. It was meaningless for her to be angry like this. Moreover, this was likely to be the last time the two of them met. In the end, she didn't even have the chance to say goodbye.
However, the next moment, 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. Aren't you going to come out and help me carry my luggage?"
After a while, the cabinet door quietly opened halfway, and the slave girl poked her head out. Her eyes were still red, and she sniffed. "What luggage?"
"What do you think? You should have heard the news that we are moving."
"We? But I'm not your slave, "the slave girl said in a daze.
"Well, congratulations. You are free now. Mark Reuss has decided to give you freedom for the sake of your hard work for so many years. However, I remember you said that your parents are gone, and you have no place to go. If that's the case, you should move out and live with me first. You can move out when you find a job. But before that, you have to do housework to pay for the rent," Zhang Heng said casually.
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