"What do you say? The lion kept in the Colosseum by the rest of the people was eaten? ”

"Yes, Your Highness." The Ombudsman from inside the Colosseum replied.

"What Roman soldier was so daring? According to the Roman law, the most just judgment must be given to the offender. The rose-colored figure fiddled with the liel in his hand and arranged it casually.

"Back to Your Highness, this incident was not done by the soldiers who served in the Colosseum, but ......"

"And what?" The girl's brows furrowed slightly, as if she was dissatisfied with the procrastination of the supervision officer.

The status of the person in front of him was high enough to change his life with one sentence, and the inspector did not dare to continue to procrastinate when he saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly replied: "A gladiator reserve brought by Lord Abius who returned from the British expedition. ”

The Inspector fell to his knees, and had already scolded the group of men who had gone out to have fun at night, and he only hoped that His Highness would not blame him for all the blame.

Putting down the lyre in her hand, the Inspector's answer made the girl a little interested, and she was in a position where she had nothing to do and was troubled all day long, having completed all the schoolwork arranged by the royal family. If it weren't for the fact that she could still sing and study the rhythm every day, I am afraid that she would have been bored to death in this boring palace.

"It's General Abbius's man, so let's talk about the gladiator...... How did the reserve kill the lion in the Colosseum, Yu also wanted to hear it, after all, it seems that there has been no warrior in the Colosseum who can defeat the lion alone for a long time. The girl's tone was full of anticipation.

The Inspector breathed a sigh of relief, and judging from His Highness's tone, he should not be blamed.

"Back to Your Highness, this is not what happened in the Colosseum, but in the dungeon where the Beastfighter is held. The gladiator reserve brought back by Lord Abhius killed and ate the lion in an unknown way at night through the bars between the cells. ”

"Hmm...... Unknown way? It makes Yu a little itchy. ”

"It's decided! The rest of the next Colosseum competition will be involved, and this matter will be handled by you, who are the Ombudsman in the Colosseum. ”

It seems that because she has found something to make boring life interesting, the girl's mental state becomes high, and she picks up the lyre next to her and plays it again with enthusiasm.

The Inspector retreated with interest, although His Highness's attainments in music and rhythm are famous in the whole of Europa, but compared to the level of playing various musical instruments, this Highness's singing level is a headache.

The sound of the girl's singing in the palace soaring to the sky was heard, and the inspector in the corridor broke out in a cold sweat, and the inspector secretly rejoiced that he quickened his pace at the same time.

In the dungeon, Qi Wuce, who was dressed in a lion's skin, was chatting with his fellow inmates in the cage opposite.

"This lion is kept by someone?"

Qi Wuce looked at his newly known cellmate with a puzzled expression, it was an Etruscan named Sula...... Huh...... To be precise, his ancestors were Etruscans, because the Etruscans were basically wiped out by the Romans, and Etruscans like Sulla can be said to be rarer than giant pandas.

"Indeed, it was bred by the Roman elite to keep them in the Colosseum for their amusement. Behind every beast there is a Roman official, but prisoners like us are not qualified to know the names of these owners. ”

Sulla is a veteran of the Colosseum and is now fighting as a slave as a gladiator.

In fact, all the people locked up in this dungeon are Beastfighters. A group of poor people who have taken their lives to fight wild beasts only to get barely enough food.

Beastfighters and gladiators are two completely different professions, although they both fight for their lives in the Colosseum, but compared to the status of gladiators, there is no difference between a Creature and a slave.

Every gladiator is a battle-hardened warrior with special training, while a gladiator is nothing more than cannon fodder to foil the beast or the strength of the gladiator.

However, if the Fighter performs well in the Colosseum, he also has the opportunity to upgrade to a Gladiator, and the Gladiator is a profession with plenty of food and clothing.

Every good gladiator was able to redeem himself for his victory, and some of the best gladiators even achieved a high status in the eyes of most Romans.

The promotion of the Beastfighter to the rank of Gladiator may be the reason why few people commit suicide in this dungeon, just like the man who fell into the water found the straw and knew that it was impossible but still desperately wanted to try it.

"Well, don't care, it's going to be sent to the Colosseum for slaughter anyway, and now it's a good ending to be in my belly, at least it's peaceful when it leaves, and it falls asleep with one blow."

As if he was talking about something insignificant, Qi Wuce secretly had the idea of intimidating everyone. The sooner you build your position in the hearts of the Beastfighters, it will be easier for you to do whatever you want in the future.

The corners of Sula's mouth twitched, and he really didn't know how to complain about Qi Wuce's calm answer, which seemed to be irrelevant. Since the other party is not worried about the "big shot" that may be provoked, then there is no need for him, an outsider, to say anything, in the end, this Qi Wuru has only known him for a morning.

"Sura, let me ask you a question."

"Just ask."

"When is the next time you go to the Colosseum?"

"If it's our turn in this cell, it will probably take about three days, by the way, why are you asking about this?" Sula didn't care about the newcomers who were depressed because of his words, he just looked at Qi Wuce and tried to figure out the other party's purpose.

"Oh, I just wanted to see how many days I had left."

"We Beastfighters have a total of seven groups of people in the entire Colosseum, if those noble lords don't have any tricks to do on a whim, batch by batch will take turns, and our rest time is still very sufficient, but noble lords always like whims."

Qi Wuce couldn't see any expression on Sulla's face, thinking that the other party should have been in this Colosseum for a long time, and he had long been accustomed to such and such things.

The sound of the cell door opening drew the attention of Sula and Qi Wuce, and a group of soldiers walked into the dungeon under Qi Wuce's gaze.

"Good news for you, tomorrow there will be a Colosseum Tournament with three teams and six beasts, and you should be glad that our noble and powerful Highness has decided to participate in this match, so enjoy your last night."

After the information of the game, the soldiers closed the dungeon again.

Qi Wuce and Sula glanced at each other, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes. It's really unlucky.