"I've been to see the door so much, and he's so pitiful! I've heard that his dagger was turned into molten iron by the old priest last night, and it's incredible! This dagger is also his beloved treasure, and has saved his life many times, but it can't be lost like that dagger anymore! He was in a coma and didn't know anything. When he wakes up, he will be in a hurry if he can't find it, so I'll take it upon myself to send it to you, can you keep it for him for a few days?"

Zeus was so touched by Mary's attentiveness and kindness that he agreed without even thinking about it. He dragged the dagger into the corner with all his strength, and brought some clean straw to cover it so that it would not fall to the dust.

Seeing that Zeus was busy with his work, Mary suddenly smiled: "Today is your big day!"

But no, today the Emperor is finally coming to Rome in person, and our little mouse can carry out his great plan of revenge again.

Then, he remembered what the oily-haired and powdery eunuch had just said about the surprise he had prepared for the emperor, and he couldn't help but be curious for a while.

"Mary, let's go up. ”

"What are you going to do?" Mary was timid, she was just a little goat, and she could only stay in the underground of the gladiatorial arena on weekdays, and when she got there, what if she encountered a beast?

"Shag, where did you go?" Zeus was a little impatient with no bodyguard in sight for a morning.

"Manado has brought his stinky minions to look around, they have seen this big day, and they want to make a lot of money! Shag really can't see it, and has been coaxing them in the stands. ”

Manado was the leader of thousands of ravens in Rome, and the most intelligent and greedy blackbirds, all of them were like starving ghosts, and after each gladiatorial fight, the severed limbs and broken corpses that were thrown outside the gladiatorial arena were their feast.

Shag had always hated them the most, thinking them the most vile, shameless, and lowly of animals.

In this way, it is not surprising that Zeus was besieged just now, and he did not show up.

"We went up to him. Zeus said, stepping out.

With Shag here, it is estimated that no one will dare to do anything to Mary.

Mary was happy to be able to go outside, breathe in the fresh air, and see the excitement. She was jumping all the way, like a little girl full of energy.

Mary was a lucky lamb who, as soon as she was weaned, was taken to the arena to make a tiger's dinner. That gloomy evening, Zeus was napping in the tiger's cage when he was suddenly awakened by a tugging noise, which made him angry, and he walked over and tore off one of the tiger's whiskers. The tiger screamed in pain, but he also recognized Zeus, and did not dare to do anything to him, so he had to swallow this resentment.

Zeus fixed his eyes on Mary—he had never seen such a lovely little lamb, and thought she was like a little angel without wings and on all fours. From then on, Mary became his pet, unlike Dura who was his mount, Shag who was his bodyguard, and Mary who was purely his "little baby". Although it sounds a little numb, Zeus doesn't care so much, he just likes Mary and likes to spoil her like a little princess.

When I came to the gladiatorial arena, I saw a lot of slaves busy. Today, they also put on festive costumes, and they all look exceptionally decent and beautiful.

The Mediterranean sun always has a lazy connotation, and today is no exception, it is already early in the morning, and the sun has not yet fully climbed into the sky, as if it has been stretching its waist.

Zeus, standing in front of an open exit, suddenly knelt down without warning and began to pray. Mary the Sheep followed his example, landing on all fours and bowing her head deeply.

Zeus clenched his two little paws, and he looked very religious. Many slaves knelt down when they saw that the holy rat had begun to pray.

In fact, Zeus's prayer was very simple, he was just begging, let the Almighty Lord work hard today, so that the hundreds of gladiators and beasts who were doomed to die in a while could die without too much pain.

Every time, on the morning of the gladiatorial performance, he did it. Sometimes, he would pray all night the night before.

He hated gladiatorial performances, and he hated gladiatorial arenas even more. But the soldier who brought him from Jerusalem to Rome was sent to the Colosseum to become a gladiator because he was disrespectful to the Lord.

He was very kind to Zeus, and he experienced the care and love that he had never felt before, so after the soldier died, Zeus decided to stay here.

Zeus and the soldier witnessed the crucifixion and resurrection of Jesus, so the soldier was one of the first Romans to convert to Christianity. After his death, Zeus would call him a "saint" every time he was mentioned.

Christianity was opposed to war and killing, and it was for the sake of obedience that the soldier defied his commander by refusing to go into battle to kill the Germans. Later, during the gladiatorial fight, he didn't even make a move, and his head was cut off by his Wandal opponent.

Like the resurrection of Jesus, the spirit of the Roman soldier occasionally came to Zeus and told him that there was someone in the arena who needed his help.

Yesterday, Zeus certainly did not believe that the mad and elusive old priest said that the performance of the gladiatorial arena was going to end forever.

How can it be?!

Trying to stop the Romans from watching gladiatorial shows is like making the wolves of the whole world stop eating meat – how is it possible?

But the moment he heard the news, the excitement in his heart, even ecstasy, was indescribable.

Is Jesus going to be resurrected again? Who else can accomplish such an impossible thing?

After the prayer, Zeus had just opened his eyes and found a slave standing in front of him, smiling.

"Is there something wrong?" Zeus asked.

The slave knelt on one knee, lowered his height as much as possible, and said with a pleasant face: "Great holy rat, the Lord is with you, and I have come to tell you that you had better not come to the gladiatorial arena today." ”

"Why?" Zeus looked a little caught off guard - it was his big day.

"Today, there will be a divine beast coming to the gladiatorial arena, and it is said that there is no one in the world who is his opponent. ”

"Nonsense!" Zeus jumped three feet high in anger, "What kind of ruthless characters in the gladiatorial arena have I not seen, what kind of beasts have I not dealt with, and who can do anything to me?"

"I ...... I ...... "The slave's tongue is knotted, and it really can't be said right."

"When will he arrive?" Zeus raised his voice.

"Should...... It should be soon. The slave regretted it and felt that he should not have said it again.

"I'll meet him!" Zeus swaggered toward the gate of the Colosseum.

In fact, there are 80 doors in the gladiatorial arena, and Zeus doesn't know which gate the divine beast will enter through, but he has a vague intuition - who made him a holy rat?

Halfway through, a wooden plank hidden in the ground suddenly lifted, and a raging rhinoceros monster screamed and rushed out of the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The slaves in the field were shocked, but Zeus was not panicked at all, he pointed at the rhinoceros with his little paws, and shouted: "Hexi, go back!"

The rhinoceros had chains on all four legs, and he could only rush to the field above the planks, and when the official gladiatorial fight began, slaves would loosen the chains underground.

The rhinoceros did not expect to bump into Zeus, and he was also taken aback, and his two front legs went limp, and he "pounced" and fell to his knees.

His head fell to the ground, as if he was bowing to Zeus, but Zeus didn't think so, just smiled contemptuously, looked back at the slave just now, and then flew up according to the rhinoceros horn, and the rhinoceros fell to the ground with a bang, and raised more dust - Zeus certainly didn't have such amazing divine power to kick a huge rhinoceros down, and the reason why Hexi wanted to do this was entirely to curry favor with Zeus.

Zeus didn't look at the fall there, pretending to be twitching Hexi, but continued to swagger towards the gate of the gladiatorial arena.

It stands to reason that Zeus was just a mouse the size of a child's fist, so why did these beasts respect him so much? Could it be that once the beasts entered the Roman arena, they would be inspired by God to become Christians—of course, this is impossible.

It all started with the year when Zeus first came to the gladiatorial arena.

After the death of the Roman soldier, there was no one left to protect Zeus, and in order to survive, Zeus could only be in the company of the rats in the gladiatorial arena, starting with a little minion who risked his life every day to go out to watch the wind.

The animal kingdom is no different from the human world, and they will inevitably be bullied, and those larger rats will rob Zeus of food, so that he will not have enough to eat all day. The more powerful animals will always chase him around, running away from Tibet.

At that time, the Romans did not know much about Christianity, and the apostles sent by the resurrected Jesus had not yet developed a large number of followers. In the gladiatorial arena of the jungle, the only Christian, the Roman soldier, is dead, and no one will recognize the identity of Zeus as a holy rat, let alone receive any preferential treatment.

It was a difficult time!

Zeus lived in misery and despair every day, until one day, a pregnant fawn was about to be bitten by a hungry lion, and Zeus didn't know where the courage came from—in retrospect, he thought it was the fawn's eyes that reminded him of the eyes of the Virgin Mary, and he couldn't stand it anymore - he pounced like crazy, and grabbed the lion's mane with his two tiny paws, although only a handful of them, but enough to stunned the other beasts and tamers present.

At the same time, he let out the loudest roar that a mouse could make, and rushed forward by tugging at the lion's mane.

Suddenly, the lion's soul was pulled out of his huge body by Zeus, and he was thrown into the hell where a long mouth had been cracked by the little mouse.

The originally majestic body fell to the ground with a thud, unable to move, and the beast trainer tried the lion's breath again, but it was completely gone.

Only then did Zeus open his mouth and speak:

"You all know what gladiator I was brought here by? That 'saint' was commanded to go to Jerusalem and crucify Jesus with his own hands! When Jesus uttered his last cry - and to prove that he was indeed dead, the Roman soldier at that time pierced Jesus with his spear in his body. The blood of Jesus dripped down on my body, turning my tail bright red, and from then on I could speak. It was also from that moment that I gained some kind of magical power, and I could break the barrier between heaven and hell on earth, and send anyone I thought was as evil as Satan into hell - like the lion who was going to kill a pregnant fawn, isn't that too much?"

His words stunned everyone present more thoroughly than his actions, especially the ferocious beasts, and no one dared to provoke Zeus since.

The men and beasts in the arena also recognized his status as a holy rat.

Even at the height of the craziest and most dangerous persecution of Christians by Emperor Nero, no one in the colosseum offered the holy rats.

Ordinary humans saw only how Christians were crucified or burned on the cross, and those who were bitten alive by beasts of prey, Zeus saw very clearly how holy, pious souls ascended to heaven.

Later, the last record of Nero in history is that he committed suicide, but it was a little mouse whose eyes were blood-red because of extreme hatred that dragged him to hell.