"Sparta!"

The shouts in the square immediately rang out, and the victorious Spartan raised his hands directly, and the red and white cloudy liquid flowed down from his armpits and spilled directly on the ring.

Immediately, the guards dragged the bodies of the two unlucky people out, and the whole ring became the main show of the Spartan alone.

"This guy still has some strength!" The Spartan warrior just now used his bare hands to catch the enemy's weapon, and the others didn't pay attention, but with Conrad's eyes, he could see that at that moment, something similar to an energy shield appeared on the palm of the opponent's hand.

In fact, from the point of view of pure strength, Sparta is not much higher than the two guys who died just now, although it is true that Sparta will definitely win, but it is impossible to tell the winner so quickly.

The main reason is that Sparta's prestige is too intimidating, especially after he performed a magic skill of catching a white blade with his bare hands, the two guys suddenly lost their courage, and they were directly killed by the other party without injury.

If those two guys had the idea of killing themselves, they might be able to cause a lot of trouble for this Sparta.

After all, they are also two second-level peaks, and it is really embarrassing to be killed like a chicken!

"Big brother, what are you?" Seeing Conrad walking forward, Hercules asked in surprise.

"Fight! I'm not out of money! Lord Duke shrugged, he naturally disdained to do things like stealing chickens and dogs, and it was naturally impossible for him to let a fourth-level master do mercenary brushing tasks, so the easiest money-brushing task at present was to kill that Spartan warrior.

Of course, if it weren't for the fact that he hadn't figured out how deep the water was, Conrad would have gone straight to loot the Cretan king's treasury.

Robbing the rich and helping the poor, now that he is penniless, he must be poor!

"That's Sparta!" There was a slight tremor in Hercas's tone, it seemed that the strength shown by the Sparta just now had made him lose his fighting spirit.

"It's just Sparta!" Conrad smiled slightly, although his own job is a mage, but in the face of this kind of guy who is only at the third level, even if he relies on physical strength, he can hammer the other party to death.

But for the sake of insurance, it's better to brush yourself with a few positive buffs first!

Herkas looked at Conrad, who was slowly walking into the ring, and suddenly felt that his outlook on life had collapsed.

Just Sparta?

Even the gods in the world don't dare to say that, right?

"Roar!"

Seeing that there were still people who dared to come on stage, the Spartan suddenly turned to Conrad and yelled.

A terrifying aura spread with his roar, this guy is definitely an elite of a hundred battles, with hundreds of lives in his hands.

The people next to the ring were speechless in shock by the other party's yell, and the kind of murderous aura that came to their faces made people unable to breathe at all.

It's just that for Conrad, this kind of momentum really can't be brought up by his mind to take it seriously.

The roar was followed by the spear handed over by the Sparta.

Although Conrad was empty-handed in the ring, Sparta didn't care if it was unfair that the other party didn't have weapons.

For them, as long as it is an enemy, whether you are a woman or a child, even if it is a baby, it is absolutely necessary to kill them all.

'Too slow'!

This spear was lightning fast in the eyes of outsiders, and everyone was wondering how they would face this blow if they faced it.

However, in the eyes of the Duke, the opponent's attack was like slow motion.

Compared to the skills of the woman Wonder Woman, this Spartan is completely an elderly Parkinson's patient.

So he took a gentle step forward, dodging the spear that the other man stabbed out, and then his fingers flexed lightly and slammed into the other's forehead.

The Spartan warrior had all kinds of expressions of surprise, surprise, bewilderment, and confusion on his face, and then he fell into the ring with a thud.

That finger just now directly shattered all his brain cells, and even Sparta, which was known for its physical strength, could only kill instantly when encountering this kind of injury.

Everyone looked at the Spartan warrior who had fallen to the ground with their mouths wide open, not understanding what had happened in that moment.

Why did Sparta attack with a spear, only to fall instead?

"Hero!"

However, this silence did not last long, and as Herkas shouted heroically, there was a burst of sound from the audience.

A group of melon-eating people who were eager to be a fan of Sparta just now immediately changed their careers and hugged Conrad's thighs.

There's no way, people in these years are like this, it's really simple folk customs!

Thanks to the strong record of killing that Sparta in seconds, no one dared to challenge Conrad again, which saved him a lot of trouble.

"Big brother, the king of Crete is holding a banquet in the royal palace at night, and you are invited to come over!" In the funeral hall, Herkas said excitedly to Conrad.

This kid is a talent, and after seeing Conrad's inhuman combat effectiveness, he immediately said that he wanted to be his squire.

After three days of seeing and hearing, Conrad gradually understood the rules of this world.

The squires are equivalent to the Japanese retainers, and each big man will have a different number of retainers.

These attendants must unconditionally meet the demands of the master's family, no matter how unreasonable they are, they must be fulfilled.

But correspondingly, these attendants will also get a lot of benefits correspondingly, which can be regarded as complementing each other.

Because he still has no clue about how to go back, Conrad only thought about Hercast's surrender and agreed directly!

This kid knows a lot about the customs and customs of various places, and he is a jack-of-all-trades character, so he is indeed a good candidate to be a dogleg.

Originally, it was said that this kind of heroic memorial would need to be held for more than half a month, but because Conrad's strength was too amazing, it ended early

What is a master who can kill Spartan warriors in an instant, not a hero?

The Greeks in those years still admired heroes, and the king of Crete hurriedly ordered his men to prepare the palace and send someone to invite Conrad to the banquet.

As one of the ten major city-states, the decoration in the Cretan palace is quite good, and the chef's skills are not bad, probably about the same level as the roadside food stalls.

Although the Duke would not touch this kind of garbage craft food before, compared to the dross he had eaten in the past two days, Conrad felt that the barbecue in front of him could be dealt with by himself.

As for making your own food?

Do you think that with his identity, have you ever been in the kitchen?