At the gladiator training ground in Sir Marcus's mansion, Chen Mu met the so-called first warrior of Rome, Quinlan. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

On the dusty shooting range, I saw four gladiators with strong physique, tall height, and wearing chain mail surrounding a seemingly ordinary young man, slender and straight, without any armor, just a black cloak and hoodie wrapped in airtight, his face was completely buried in the shadows, and he couldn't see his expression or eyes, as if it was a cold blade hidden in the darkness, exuding a deadly edge all the time.

With Quinlan as the center, the four gladiators wandered around the periphery in a circle, looking nervous, as if facing a great enemy, and never dared to rush forward.

The superiority in numbers does not compensate for the fear in their hearts.

Quinlan carried a strange unsheathed long sword, ending in a hilt made of human leg bones, full of mysterious and ancient beauty, Chen Mu could not describe the feeling at first glance.

As the saying goes, to observe a warrior, first of all, look at what kind of weapon he uses.

The Quinlan sword is like a self-evident art of murder.

"Young man, Qumran is the most powerful warrior in the Roman army, he rose to the Colosseum of Zeus, won the championship completely, he is also the most trusted subordinate of Emperor Augustus, he has been in hundreds of battles, large and small, without a single defeat......" Sir Marcus introduced with full emotion, and his words revealed a strong admiration.

As soon as Sir Marcus finished speaking, the four gladiators finally couldn't hold back anymore, exchanged glances with each other, and suddenly attacked. Wielding meteor hammers, broadswords, spears, and battle axes, they all rushed towards Quinlan, sealing all the gaps around him, showing superb combat skills, worthy of the most elite gladiators in the training grounds.

Chen Mu, who was standing on the second floor, habitually narrowed his eyes, but he hadn't seen how Quinlan made a move, and he found that all the attacks were frozen in mid-air, and a black shadow flashed a few times from the gap, and even the bone sword was not unsheathed, and Quinlan defeated everyone with just a pair of fists and feet, and the speed was almost so fast that it was impossible to catch with the naked eye.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

Four muffled sounds.

The gladiators were either punched in the chest or kicked in the abdomen, and the energy condensed into a stream of back, and the raised outline could be clearly seen. The four gladiators were not removed by the shock, but covered the parts of the attack one after another, half-kneeling to the ground, their expressions were painful, cold sweat broke out in pain, and the cold air between their teeth twitched wildly.

Rao was so, and they didn't let out a scream.

"Beautiful! Pretty! ......”

Marcus slapped his hands in admiration, held up his round belly, trotted down the stairs on the left, and snatched a bowl of water from the servant's hand, and presented it to Quinlan with all his flattery.

"General Quinlan, please use, please use."

"Who is he?"

Quinlan took the bowl of water, did not drink it immediately, but handed it to the gladiator beside him who had just gotten up and used his broadsword, and at the same time looked at Chen Mu and asked coldly.

"Oh, you ask him......" Marcus waved back at Chen Mu, motioning for him to hurry over, "This is a traveler from the East, named Twilight, who wants to follow you to the opening battle of the Imperial Tournament. ”

"General Quinlan, it's an honor to meet you, my name is Twilight." Chen Mu tightened the rain and was incompetent, and calmly walked in front of Kunlan and stood still, neither arrogant nor humble.

"Young man, how much do you know about the Imperial Martial Arts?" Quinlan asked suddenly.

After getting closer, Chen Mu saw Quinlan's appearance clearly, to be precise, he was not like a normal human being, his skin was pale, some were blue, and some were faintly gray, just like the inferior plaster was applied.

In the hood is a bald head, the eyebrow bones are wide and protruding, the cheekbones are thin, the nasolabial folds are very deep, and the facial features are slightly hideous, as if they have been splashed with sulfuric acid, but they are not so serious, and they still maintain the original layout and three-dimensionality, but they are very stiff. In addition, at the position of his jaw, there are two symmetrical blood-red pattern imprints, very large, covering the entire neck, and from time to time there are strange trembling sounds.

"To be honest, I don't know much, only that it's a sacred death match." Chen Mu was slightly stunned and replied cautiously.

"The Imperial Tournament is not a game, and death is only the most basic price, so most of the reasons why you can't lose have nothing to do with death. It may be the interests of the slave owners, it may be the price of freedom, it may be the survival of the faith......" Quinlan's voice was low, with a hint of oppression: "The number of places in the opening game tomorrow is limited, no matter what kind of courage you have to come, please go back and think carefully." ”

"Because the life and death of an individual is no longer enough to act as a bargaining chip."

Quinlan's meaning was quite straightforward, refusing Chen Mu's joining, leaving no room for anything, not even giving the slightest chance to take the test, and speaking like a send-off. Thanks to Chen Mu's preparation, although he wanted to participate in the opening match on an impromptu basis, he also did some homework.

In ancient Rome, the contradictions between the people represented by Emperor Augustus and most of the nobles led by the Senate have reached an irreconcilable point, especially the foreign religious belief "Christianity" is quietly prevailing in Rome, which has seriously impacted the foundation of the native Olympian mythology.

If you look closely, the current situation in the Roman Empire is not optimistic, with external rebels and uprisings occurring from time to time, and internal divisions are becoming more and more serious.

Emperor Augustus returned with a great victory, and the next step was to quell the internal troubles.

The main significance of holding the celebration is to resolve the conflicts between different classes in a way that is acceptable to all, and all parties reach a tacit understanding. As a high-profile competition in front of the emperor, the emperor and the senate have a fair chance to compete, supervise each other, do not play conspiracy, do not play tricks, and fight to the death in a dignified manner.

Because the Colosseum, as one of the most iconic athletic sports in Rome, its own significance is not only for fun, but also a weather vane for public opinion and popular opinion.

The Romans were a people who admired force, and their enthusiasm and recognition of victory far exceeded their faith.

If the camp of the Senate were to achieve a final victory, shouting "God bless Rome", and the aristocracy would rise up and echo it, one can imagine what kind of whirlwind would blow in the plebeian class, destroying the foundation of the monarchy. Heaven has given the king, the emperor must be crowned by God to be justified, and Nero would not be stupid enough to give this power to the senate and a bunch of infidels.

On the contrary, if Qumran is victorious, throwing out the phrase "Your god has died in battle", it can also incite the nationalist sentiment of the masses, and the arena of Zeus occupies the name of righteousness, and the emperor stands up at the right time, ascends to the heights, and impassionedly denounces the nobles, drives out the heretics, drives out everyone and whom, and in the face of the excited people, who dares to say that I am still firmly on the side of the Cesusians?

At least, in the future, they will be somewhat restrained on the surface and dare not be so blatant again.

Chen Mu doesn't care much about the rights and wrongs of faith, some of his knowledge of the ancient Roman era is not systematic, and he has obtained bits and pieces from previous games, including the Salman Dynasty that alludes to the "Roman Empire" in "Divine Fantasy", and then summarizes and refines it in combination with subjective judgments, and draws some logical reasoning results.

It is also important to emphasize that many of the settings in "Dimensional Reincarnation" are not consistent with the real situation, and Chen Mu does not play the game with a rigorous view of history, he is good at combining existing information to carry out analysis. What's more, Emperor Augustus would never have been a woman......

However, in the game she is ......

If Chen Mu guessed correctly, her prototype should be from the "Fate" series, commonly known as Red Saber, and she also has an inexplicable and unexplained relationship with a British female version of King Arthur.

"General Quinlan, allow me to make a presumptuous request, and several of them can go together." Chen Mu would not argue with Quinlan, and decided to speak with strength. In order to ensure the smooth provocation of disputes, he deliberately made his tone sound domineering: "I want one to fight five!" ”

After Chen Mu counted the names of the four gladiators, he pointed to a group of gladiators nearby who had been watching the battle for a long time: "If any of you feel qualified to play, I don't mind fighting one more!" ”

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PS: Quinlan is from the American drama "Bloodline", if you are interested, you can go and see it.