Chapter 184: Slave Simon
Thor calmly looked at Badia, who shook his head in refusal, and was silent for a moment. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info
Then he waved his hand and said, "Let's go down and lock it up." With a wave of his hand, two Soth warriors stepped forward and led Badia down.
"Hmm...... Here's ......" Thor gently rubbed his forehead with the tips of his fingers, there were a lot of things waiting for him to deal with after the war, even with the help of Diana and the others, it was not much easier.
"It's an ordinary slave ruled by the Serverins,...... Diana reminded her in a whisper, and then shouted faintly to the back row:
"Simon—"
As soon as she finished speaking, a strong, black-skinned man walked out of the queue.
His upper body was naked, an apron made of rags to cover his lower body, his muscles were like bulging hills, his head was bald, and his eyes were round.
His eyes were deeply sunken, and he looked like a man who had suffered a lot, and there was no flattery on his face, but he bit his lip tightly, as if he was a little nervous.
He stepped out of the queue and took a few more steps forward so that Thor could see him clearly, then slowly got down on one knee and said in the lingua franca of the barbarians:
"My name is Simon, my honorable lord...... Thank you for summoning ......"
Thor nodded, remembering what Diana had told him earlier.
This Simon was one of the most prestigious of the many slaves enslaved by the Serverians, and he was once the strongest warrior of a certain wildling tribe, and he was later reduced to slavery when the tribe was conquered by the Serverians.
But as a slave, Simon continued to do his best to protect his fellow tribesmen, and even later extended a helping hand to more and more slaves.
For this reason, he was abused and beaten by the Servero, and was even forced into the gladiatorial arena many times to fight other terrifying beasts, and his life hung by a thread.
Thor looked closely, and could indeed see that his naked body showed hideous scars, often curled with the marks left by the whip, and among them there were many claws, scars like knife wounds, as if they had been torn apart by a beast.
"It's a tough guy. Thor muttered to himself.
"Simon ...... Isn't it......" He spoke slowly, and as soon as his name was mentioned, Simon hurriedly looked up at Thor who was about ten paces away from him.
The man sitting on the throne had defeated the Cervelos, and the moment the meteorite fell to the ground, Simon was also in the city of Ujungpandang, and he had never seen magic before, so he could only regard everything as a miracle.
Before, he was approached and brought here, telling him that "the new ruler of Ujung Pan may give him and the other slaves a new free identity." ”
This made Simon excited, and although his long years of slavery had cultivated his characteristic vigilance, in the face of such a strong temptation, Simon still couldn't help but have a little hope.
"Simon—" Thor suddenly raised his voice.
"Yes!"
"If I asked you to summon the slaves to attack the surrounding Serverians for me, how many would you summon?" he asked quietly, and then added:
"Of course, I'll provide the weapons, armor, and food. "The granaries and vaults of the Severos are in the inner city, and after Kratos invaded the inner city, he immediately sent heavy troops to guard the two places, and this time the Soths were rich, and Diana finally did not have to worry about the weapons and food consumed by the tribe every day.
Moreover, this was only the harvest from the large granaries and coffers, and Thor became more and more convinced that the Severo nobles must have hidden a considerable amount of money and food, but now that the hearts of the people were beginning to settle down, and there were troublesome thieves outside, there was no time to attack them.
After completely pacifying the Severos, Thor thought that none of these nobles would be able to escape.
"Convening...... Slave ......?" Simon was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted, and although he was large, he was just as agile.
"At least two thousand people—my lordship. After a little estimate, Simon replied directly.
The number of slaves controlled by the Serveros was huge, and they usually succumbed to the suppression of the Roaring Warrior Legion, and there were also fights between slaves and slaves in private.
If it is a human being, it will fight, and the battle will divide into camps, and the slaves are no exception.
Simon is brave and able to fight, and usually helps many slaves, so he has won the support of many people, and gradually many slaves have gathered around Simon, and he said at this moment that he can gather at least 2,000 people is not a nonsense, but the confidence in his heart.
The slaves who looked to him were more than two thousand in total, and he said less.
"Kratos-" Hearing Simon's words, Thor did not answer, but instead called out Kratos, the general beside him.
Kratos seemed to be covered in white paint, and he caught Simon's eye as soon as he came out.
I saw him walk out slowly, turned around quietly, and a murderous aura rushed to his face, it was a fierce aura like the arrival of a fierce beast in the wilderness, as if it was not a human being standing in front of him, but some terrible monster.
"Simon will be handed over to you, and the army he has summoned will be placed under the command of the Soth Legion, and you will organize it. ”
For such complicated work, Thor is still accustomed to directly entrusting it to his most trusted subordinates, and in the absence of Old Man Morey, Diana and Kratos have become his right and left hands.
It is right to hand over the affairs of government affairs to Diana, Kratos is more natural to be a general, the army of the Soth people was originally no different from the savages, but now he and the black tooth are completely different from before, whether it is the spirit, or the combat ability, and the obedience ability, they are all close to the Roaring Legion, or even beyond their level.
Then he turned to Simon, who was half a step behind Kratos, and said:
"Don't worry, I will pardon the slaves who have fallen into Kratos's eyes and are incorporated into the Soth's legions, and give them the status of freedmen of the Soths, so you still have to listen to Kratos, and he will be your superior in the future. ”
Simon's eyes widened, his face was full of incredulity, maybe he had been expecting it for too long, and he didn't know how to express the surprise that suddenly came, so he could only open his mouth wide, trying to say something but finding that he couldn't seem to make any sound.
For all slaves, there is only one thing they look forward to in their lives, and it is nothing more than two words, "freedom", and hearing this word come out of Saul's mouth at this moment, Simon felt nothing but trembling excitement.
The thought that "the man in front of him must be the God who has come to save us" came to him spontaneously in his heart.
"By the way, I remember that Miss Diana, who brought me here, seems to have mentioned that the religion they worship is called 'Sothianism,'" a seed of worship quietly sprouted in Simon's heart, and he secretly swore that if he could truly free the slaves, he would devote the rest of his life to the Sothianism and devout himself to his faith.