"My brother, what are you thinking, you have not been able to concentrate for the past two days, you have never been like this, tell me, what happened?"

In the darkness of the night, the Gladiator Academy of Gladiators, when the moon hid in the black clouds, the Gladiator Academy also ended a tiring training session for the day. The gladiators returned to their lodgings in twos www.biquge.info threes, leaving only the sporadic torches of the training ground, flickering with flickering light, and the enchanting night was just as it had been when Zhang Ce and Octavia met on the balcony of the villa on the hill that night. It's just that without a charming girl by his side, Zhang Ce feels a little lonely.

"Crane, do you still miss your wife?"

Looking at the Numidian companions beside him, Zhang Ce suddenly asked sensationally. Maybe even Klein himself didn't expect that his friends and companions, who had always been bloodthirsty in the arena, would suddenly ask this question. But the Numidian tough guy also quickly understood what Zhang Ce was thinking.

"My brother, are you thinking about women?"

Crane asked rhetorically with a smile, and the atmosphere of the conversation was stirred up by the black guy.

"No, no."

Zhang Ce replied with a smile, unconsciously with that happy smile on his face, it has been half a year since he came to this ancient Roman world, and he has never missed a girl like now. Octavia's feminine figure and delicate face always came to mind, as if it were a dream, but it was also so real.

"Don't lie to me, brother, I've seen a lot of women, tell me, which girl are you thinking about, I'll help you tell her."

Zhang Ce fell into thoughts, and Klein kept coaxing, the king of the arena is in love and has a lover, how big news is this in Gretiam Academy, which slave girl makes the gladiator genius so concerned?

"You can't help me."

Zhang Ce turned his head to look at Klein, the Numidian black rider with a sunny and innocent face and a heart that seemed to be forever optimistic.

"Why?"

Klein continued to ask relentlessly, his face still revealing the naughtiness of the eldest child. is completely different from his performance in the arena, if you say in the arena, Crane and Zhang Ce are two fierce beasts, bloodthirsty beasts. So at this moment, here, Zhang Ce and Klein are playing like two immature children.

"Because I am in love with Octavia, the sister of Gaius Octavianus."

After Zhang Ce finished speaking, he found that his good comrade-in-arms, the naughty and playful face just now suddenly became serious and gloomy. Who Octavian was, although Klein didn't know, but the surname Gaius still had a high reputation in Roman society, and Crane knew that it was by no means an ordinary aristocratic family. If your good friend or comrade-in-arms falls in love with such a famous and aristocratic woman, it will only bring misfortune to yourself, not luck and happiness.

"Zhang Ce, Aduneus, brother, you know, for more than half a year, I have always regarded you as my best friend, comrade-in-arms. We fought together, fought together in blood, for the sake of our brotherhood, I advise you, cut off this idea as soon as possible, the noble girl is not what we are thinking about, not to mention the Gaius family, although I don't know what kind of nobleman it is, but it must be a nobleman with a certain weight and fame, such a family girl, you can't be with her. Not only can you not be with her, but if you are discovered, you will also be in danger of your life, knowing that the nobles want to kill slaves, just a word. It was Roman law that slaves could only intermarry with slaves. ”

Klein stared at Zhang Ce, and when there was no one around, he seriously expressed his views and worries word by word. However, what Klein said and worried about, Zhang Ce has long known, but human feelings are like this, sometimes you can't control them if you want to. Every day, he was accustomed to seeing those debauched and colorful Roman * women, and suddenly met such a pure and elegant girl, Zhang Ce felt that he couldn't control it.

"I know all of what you're talking about, but maybe there's another way to do it?"

"Don't dream, brother, my wife and I are now just separated by a wall, she has already married someone else, and you still expect that noble woman to wait for you to be free, to get the title of knight, and finally to become a nobleman and marry you? Brother, we have to accept the reality that we are gladiators, slaves, and people without freedom. ”

Zhang Ce's ideals were shattered by Klein, a realist, for a moment, but after all, he came with the knowledge of time-traveling, and maybe one day he could achieve something great? That way, maybe everything is possible. In short, it may only take three seconds to become attached to someone, but it can take a long time to forget. Zhang Ce felt a little naïve. But there is always a tie in my heart......

The mansion of the Batinius family.

"Batinhos, have you noticed? At the dinner the day before yesterday. ”

If in Rome the lives and thoughts of the commoners were simple and superficial, then the minds of the nobles were filled with countless intrigues and intrigues every day. Even the smallest details can become a bargaining chip and a tool for them to make a fuss about nothing, or make a big fuss.

Octavia's performance at Gray's dinner party was sensitively captured by Batinus's wife, Victoria, despite the large number of people attending the party and the large number of theatrical performances that day. But Victoria noticed Octavia's special affection for the gladiator.

No one knew what they were talking about on the rooftop, and Victoria was only watching from afar, but judging from the look of the simple girl, it was not a contempt and ridicule for a slave, but a strong curiosity and interest in an unknown thing.

"The gladiator?"

Part-lying on the lavish bed, Bartinius replied that he did not know what purpose and discovery his wife had made when she had suddenly brought up the meeting of two days earlier. But in short, as a man, that's all he discovered, the muscular body of a gladiator and a group of Roman women circling around him, all the more commonplace. If Victoria did bring it up, then Batinius was not interested.

"No, it's the aristocratic girl who chatted with that gladiator."

Victoria sat at the head of the bed, trying to remind her husband, Batinius, of something to look out for.

"Who is she?"

Batinius turned his gaze to Victoria, hoping that his wife would stop beating around the bush.

"Octavia."

"You mean Attiya's daughter?"

Batinius quickly reacted that Attia, as Caesar's niece, if she pleases her, it is equivalent to making her stand to Caesar and is willing to stand on Caesar's side. (At this time, Caesar had already served as the governor of the three northern provinces, held six legions, fought in Gaul, and had achieved preliminary results, and mixed with Caesar, which was more promising.) ）

Of course, the gift must be done secretly, not to let Pompey know, it is best to let the outside world think that Gray sent a gift to Adia, it is Gray who wants to defect to Caesar, not Batinius himself, after all, Batinius is now working under Pompey, and the three-headed alliance has a united front, but there is not absolute harmony between the three heads, especially between Caesar and Pompeii, there are often some minor contradictions.

Using Aduneus's status as a gladiator to give Attia a gift can not only tell Caesar that he is on his side, but also allow Pompey to inflict his dissatisfaction on Graeus, because after that arena team battle, everyone knows that Aduneus is Gray's man.

Doing this seemed to be good for Batinus Baili, but it was a disservice to his good friend Graeus. However, after so many years of struggling in the Senate, Batinius no longer regards the so-called brotherhood as so important, and everything is headed by interests, so that he can gain a foothold in the intricate Roman upper class and continue to climb the peak of power.

That sounds like a good suggestion. My wife Victoria, your keen sense has once again helped me, how can I thank Venus (the Roman goddess of love) for the gift to me? ”

Batinius said, happily taking his wife into his arms, and in the seemingly incomparably sweet embrace, Victoria also knew that he and the man in front of him, there is not much past love in it, when the growth of the years fades away the excitement and desire of the past, the sweetness in front of the eyes is more based on the common pursuit of power between the husband and wife, if today, Victoria can not help Batinius realize his ambitions, I am afraid that at this moment by his side is already another woman who can be used.