Chapter 365: Imperial Gladiator (7)

Coming in from outside was an old man who was about forty or fifty years old, maybe a little younger, Ding Zhu had no way to accurately judge his age from his appearance, because his face was full of wrinkles, and his chestnut hair was full of gray, and he was wearing a very servant suit, with a simple style, a rough texture, and he walked very lightly, and even looked left and right, as if he was hiding something.

He flashed into the room from the outside, and the first thing he saw was Ding Zhu sitting on the ground eating, and Ding Zhu was also looking at him straightly.

Who is this person? What did he come to do? is an important plot. Characters?

Looking at this old man who behaved a little sneaky, Ding Zhu's mind rumbled through a lot of questions, but before she could ask, she saw that the other party's eyes were full of tears, and they flowed down when they saw it.

Suddenly Ding Candle was startled, she quickly jumped up, no, no, what's wrong with you? I don't say anything, I cry when I come up, am I doing something wrong!

"Young master, it's good that you're okay." The old man took three steps and made two steps and ran directly to Ding Candle's side, grabbed Ding Candle's hand, desperately lowered his voice, and cried uncontrollably.

Looks like an acquaintance......

Because he hadn't received the plot yet, and Ding Zhu, who didn't have the opportunity to receive the task, slowly exhaled when the other party spoke.

Even if there is no plot, but judging from his current identity, Ding Zhu can know that he can't get along with any young master at all. You must understand that her current identity is a gladiator, and gladiators are slaves and the private property of nobles, and people with this status will never have any inferiority.

If there must be, it means that Ding Candle's current identity itself has a very big place to explore.

"I thought this time it was really over, I thought that what the master handed over to the servant would not be completed, and I would not have the face to face the master." The old man didn't say why, just wept and cried.

Ding Zhu felt that this person should be the same character as Huang Lu in the last mission, that is, an important person who sent her the plot, so it was very important to find a way to get the plot out of his mouth.

But now there seems to be no better way and more time to pave the way, so she still directly uses the simplest and crudest method - pretending to have amnesia.

"Old man, who are you? Do I know you? Ding Zhu still has a way of pretending to be innocent and pretending not to know, she looked at the other party with a rather blank expression, and the continuous questioning successfully made the other party's face pale.

"Young master, what's wrong with you? Don't you know me? I'm Misoba! The old man was shocked, his eyes widened, and he could see that he couldn't believe that Ding Zhu would say such a thing.

Ding Zhu pondered for a while, shook his head, and then pointed to his forehead with a finger, which had just been bandaged, and the wound had been made during the fight with the lion in the gladiator, and she said, "I'm sorry, old man, I hurt my head in the Colosseum, and I don't remember much about the past." ”

Obviously, this was a perfect excuse, the old man seemed to weaken his knees in a daze, he slowly sat down on the ground, then covered his face, kept shaking his shoulders, and cried silently.

The rest of the matter is very easy to control, Ding Candle with a perfect blank face won all the trust of Misoba, in his various sadness and pain, Ding Candle easily learned the plot of the original body from Misoba.

It's actually a pretty old-fashioned story.

The father of Ahab, Sibitaeus, was the great general of this Roman-like Empire, the most powerful man in the empire except for the king.

At this time, the empire had not developed to the peak, so they kept opening up territory, and Sibitai, as the most talented military general, led the hundreds of thousands of troops of the empire to lay down one piece of territory after another for His Majesty the Emperor, and inlaid one gem after another on the sword of his power.

Until his power reached its peak, even the emperor had no title to him, and no awards were awarded.

All the emperors who sat on the throne were contradictory, on the one hand, they wanted Sibithai to shed their blood on their heads, and on the other hand, they were extremely jealous of his power, which had reached the pinnacle of power, and in the midst of such sharp contradictions, the previous emperor died.

And after the death of the new emperor, Sibitai is like a mountain standing on the road of his kingship, and he has to find a way to get rid of Sibitai.

The emperor has always been the master of the empire, and in his jealous heart, it is very easy to get rid of a person, even Sibitai, who has created countless miracles for the empire.

So, the crown and scepter, which belonged to the king, were quickly turned out in Sibitay's home, and a trumped-up charge of rebellion was added to Sibitay's body, and the throne of a generation of generals collapsed. The night fell apart.

Sibitai's family was killed, but in order to show his kindness, the new emperor finally left a little blood for Sibitai, that is, his youngest concubine, Ahab, who is Ding Candle's current identity.

Ahab is not the child of Sibitai's wife, but the child born to a concubine who does not know which room, has been weak and sickly since childhood, compared with Sibitai's other sons, he seems congenitally deficient, and it is for this reason that Sibitai did not like this child very much when he was alive, his favorite is his eldest son, because that child is the most like him, not only is he strong, but also has an excellent fighting talent, once Sibitai thought about training the eldest son to be his successor, but unfortunately this wish was not realized.

Fortunately, in the face of the power of the nobles, the struggle of the women in the back house did not affect the unity of the men, even if Ahab was very thin, but Sibitai also cultivated him very carefully, only hoping that he could become his brother's right-hand man in the future.

However, it was because of his emaciation and illness that Ahab was able to save his life when Sibitai's power collapsed.

Seeing that his empire of power and family disappeared because of the new emperor on the throne, how could Sibitai not be full of resentment? Not only was he filled with resentment, but this resentment was also reserved for Ahab, who survived.

Sibitai's last wish was for Ahab to kill the new emperor and rebuild the pinnacle of his power, and although he knew that this wish would be very difficult for his son, who he did not usually look very well on, he still pinned his last hope on Ahab.