Chapter 106: Have the right to choose, how to face death
After taking care of Maximus's wounds, the two were brought to each other by the servants of the gladiator slave owner Prosimo, after tearing off his own stinky clothes, putting on the linen robe that had been placed on one side, and handing the other to Maximus. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
"There's going to be a duel tomorrow, so I need to test your fighting ability and then divide your teams!" At the end of the season, Prosimo explained like this, and when he saw the end of the season's brows furrowed slightly, he laughed dryly twice and said, "Of course, you don't have to do it!" ”。
Then he said to the servant: "Red! ”
As the words fell, a servant used a brush stained with red paint to paint a large red dot on the chest at the end of the season.
"Does that mean strong?" The end of the season whispered.
Prosimo turned to Maximus and said, "So, you're next, Spaniard?" ”。
"No, I'm not going to do any tests!" Maximus shook his head and stepped aside.
Seeing this, Prosimo's servant couldn't help but glare at him angrily, but Prosimo glanced at the end of the season, smiled and said to the servant, "Leave him alone!" Just remember the yellow color! ”。
The voice fell, and he turned to the end of the season, and said, "By the way, what should you call you, gladiator?" ”。
"Me?" Ji Mo opened his mouth and said, "Ji Mo! ”。
Prosimo lowered his head and said, "I believe that this name will surely spread in the land of Rome in the future!" ”。
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Inside the room where the gladiators rested.
Looking at Ji Mo who was sitting next to him with his eyes closed, Maximus, who was excited to meet Ji Mo, remembered what Ji Mo said to Prosimo before, gritted his teeth and said: "Why do you want to take the initiative to be a gladiator, don't you know that this is something that only slaves do?" ”。
"Didn't you find a new purpose? I also don't have a place to go, and besides, there is room and board here. ”
"! Even so, how can you take the initiative to be a gladiator! Maximus glared at the end of the season, even though his voice was deliberately muffled by him, but the end of the season could still hear the anger in his words.
Ji Mo opened his eyes, looked at each other calmly, and said, "If I say that there is a mysterious existence who has given me the task of becoming a gladiator, and this is a task that I must complete, do you believe it?" ”。
"A mysterious being?" Maximus stared at the end of the season and said, "What is it?" Who can order you, even if Caesar doesn't even pay attention to you, and give you a task? ”。
Listening to Maximus's words, he had a headache at the end of the season, except for the people he brought out of his plane, he was not allowed to inform anyone about his existence, the rules of the system this time.
At the end of the season, he said helplessly: "Maximus, I will explain this matter to you in the future, the time has not yet come." ”。
Maximus opened his mouth and didn't make a sound, he understood the helplessness on Ji Mo's face, since Ji Mo said that he would explain it to him in the future, he believed that Ji Mo must have his own reason, and then he didn't ask any more, and the two of them were quiet for a while.
At this time, a tall figure with black skin walked over, looked at the two people sitting together, indifferent, and said, "Hey, you two, Spaniard and ......."
"By the way, what do you call it?" The black man scratched his head and asked suspiciously.
"It's you, thank you for treating me on the way!" Maximus looked up and spoke.
Hearing this, the end of the season gave this black man a high look, because when he treated Maximus's wound, the wound was not inflamed, although it looked a little disgusting, but the effect of the treatment was still good.
"End of the season!" The end of the season smiled.
"When you rushed here, you were very good at overturning those gladiators!" The black man spoke a little excitedly, and then said, "My name is Juba!" ”。
"Juba!" After repeating a sentence at the end of the season, he said, "Thank you for saving him!" ”。
"No, I just took care of his wounds, and it was the slave trader who decided to take him!" Juba waved his hand, and then said to Ji Mo: "You are very good, but why didn't he test it, as far as I know, he has been marked yellow, and yellow is to die for!" In tomorrow's duel, the opposing gladiator will strike at the yellow first! ”。
"Oh? Is there such a statement? The end of the season blinked, looking a little surprised.
"Of course! Of course, to separate, gladiatorial fights, you also need props to entertain the audience, and they are props that have been set in advance! Props to entertain the audience with life and blood! A tall man appeared behind Juba, answered the question at the end of the season, and then said, "I'm Pelosimo!" Captain of the gladiators. ”
As he spoke, he gave a defiant look to the end of the season.
Ji Mo's face was calm, but a man who had been sitting at the door heard this Pelosimo's words, looked at the yellow mark on his body, and screamed: "I am yellow, then I, won't I die!" No, I'm a scribe, I speak seven languages, I don't want gladiatorial fighting! ”。
"Oh, scribe? Congratulations, you can scream in seven languages tomorrow! Pelosimus smiled wickedly, and the frightened screaming man trembled.
Maximus, who had been listening to everyone, patted the end of the season on the shoulder and said, "End, do me a favor!" ”
"What?"
Maximus pointed to the tattoo of letters on his wounded shoulder and said, "Cut this off for me!" ”。
"Is this the God you believe in? You're not afraid that he'll be angry? Juba asked.
"Anger? Hehe! Maximus sneered, since the moment his wife and children died, there was no god in his world.
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The next day, inside the gladiator's room in the dueling arena.
More than a dozen gladiators are waiting to play, and the end of the season and Maximus are among them.
Listening to the tsunami-like shouts outside, the end of the season has a new understanding of this era and the Roman craze for gladiatorial fighting.
Prosimo stretched his arms and said with an intoxicated expression, "Do you hear that! This cheer, this is the cheer of existence for you! ”。
Immediately, with an inexplicable look of memory and regret in his eyes, Prosimo swept over the gladiators and said, "That's right, this is honor, when you pierce the enemy's body with the weapon in your hand in the gladiatorial arena, you will be adored by them, you will be cheered by them, and you will love this cheer!" ”
"People will eventually turn into a pile of dry bones, and sadly, we can't change this fate, but we have the right to choose how to face death, and only then can we be remembered as human beings."