When the drum sounded, Ding Zhu almost fell off the lion's body.

Blood, blood everywhere, there is not a place that is not red.

Stretching out her hand to wipe her face, Ding Zhu found that her face was full of blood, scarlet and dizzy, her steps were a little vain, and she almost subconsciously followed the remaining two gladiators towards the low wooden fence.

There was a lot of noise in the gladiatorial arena, but maybe it was cheering, maybe it was the boos of cheering, but these Ding Candles didn't care anymore, and now her whole mind was constantly buzzing, I don't know if it was the sequelae of being hit by a lion in the fight just now.

This duel made the audience hearty and unsatisfied.

During the nearly hour-long battle, a total of five gladiators died, as well as two male lions, and the remaining male lion was also half-crippled, and the blood splattered everywhere throughout the arena can be imagined how fierce the fight really was.

Among the three gladiators who survived, except for Ding Candle who participated in the gladiatorial fight for the first time, the other two were gladiators with rich experience, with bloodthirsty ferocity like beasts in the corners of their eyes and eyebrows, and the whole person was as sharp as a blade, one of them was the gladiator who had reminded Ding Candle to be careful.

He walked behind Ding Candle, and when he saw Ding Candle fall down while walking, he reached out to help her, and a deep voice overflowed from his throat: "You are doing well." ”

Ding Candle's drowsy brain made her hesitate for a moment before she realized that the other party was talking to her, she paused and nodded: "Thank you." ”

"My name is Xilu, what's your name?"

"Ahab." Ding Zhu looked at the knotted muscles on Xilu's body, and remembered that this gladiator directly tore off the hind legs of a dying male lion, and couldn't help but have a new understanding of human power, this person is a person with quite strong combat effectiveness.

Ding Zhu even quietly threw a discrimination technique on Xilu's body, which immediately showed that the other party was a friendly target, but the opponent's combat power had reached the S level.

In the plot mission, only the protagonist's combat power will reach the S-level, and this gladiator has already reached the S-level, so Ding Zhu had to take a few more glances at him, and secretly wondered, could this Xilu be the protagonist, but soon she gave up this idea, because she found another gladiator called Shafa, whose combat power is also S-level.

Ding Candle, who was sitting in the room, looked around, the gladiators here, except for two whose combat power was A+, the rest were all S-level, and at this point, Ding Candle finally let go of the idea that Xilu might be the protagonist.

In fact, not only Xilu and Shafa, but almost all gladiators who have experienced four battles and are still alive and well, their combat power is S-level.

Although gladiators have been tested by life and death and are truly fierce warriors, but, at the end of the day, gladiators are slaves, and after today's duel, all gladiators have to follow their masters out of the arena.

Ding Zhu was not worried that she would go to the wrong place, just now she saw the bet sign in the venue, she had already guessed that the gladiator is a kind of private property that can bring wealth to the master, especially the more victories the gladiator should be in the eyes of the master, the more precious it should be in the eyes of the master, so no nobleman will casually let the gladiator run away or abandon theirs.

She guessed accurately, Ding Candle followed the crowd of gladiators towards the outside, and at the exit of the exit, she saw a man in a robe, he looked Ding Candle up and down, stretched out his hand and directly pinched the corner of Ding Candle's mouth, looked her teeth up and down, left and right, and patted Ding Candle's strong chest muscles, and then showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"Ahab, you have given your master a great surprise."

The housekeeper Mi Shulan said so, but Ding Zhu didn't feel any joy, she just felt that her dignity as a human being was thrown on the ground and trampled, and the housekeeper's actions just now made her feel that she was an animal, not a living person, this feeling made her very unpleasant, and something seemed to be burning in her chest.

Ahab's master was the great nobleman of this majestic city, Aph, who was the priest of wine at the king's side, and was responsible for the king's drinking.

Ding Zhu stood on the edge of the pool in the courtyard, pumping out the water with a bucket, and kept scrubbing the dried blood on his body, and there were three or four people on the edge of the pool like him, and they were also doing the same thing.

These men came out of the gladiatorial arena with Ding Zhu, and it seems that they were all gladiators raised by the noble Yafu.

While scrubbing his body, Ding Candle, who secretly observed the expressions of other people, did not notice any difference, the faces of these gladiators were very numb, as if the battle of life and death that they had just experienced was not a big deal.

Before understanding her mission, Ding Zhu couldn't judge and react to any of the characters in the plot, so she could only follow the example of others and quickly take a shower, and then went into her room.

In this fairly tidy room there were two beds, and in the middle of it lay a low table on the floor, which was already full of food, with grapes, figs, unleavened bread, and some bacon.

Very simple food, but according to the costumes worn by the characters in the plot, Ding Zhu felt that this should be a very good food in this era.

Probably for the reward for earning Yafer a lot of money today.

Ding Candle didn't have too many suspicions, sat down directly, and stuffed the food into her mouth, she was hungry, very hungry, extremely hungry.

When she was in the Colosseum for a long time, Ding Zhu felt that she was so hungry that she couldn't bear it, if it weren't for the fierce battle that diverted all her attention, it is estimated that her stomach would have begun to gurgle a long time ago.

Sitting in front of the low table, Ding Candle began to gulp the food in front of him, which naturally could not be compared with the carefully cooked things, but he didn't feel particularly unpalatable, but in a hungry state, Ding Candle even ate with relish.

The person in the other bed in the same room never came back, and Ding Zhu began to guess where he was, was this person like himself, who went to the Colosseum together today and did not come back?

Just when Ding Zhu's thoughts were running wildly, the door suddenly opened gently.

Ding Zhu raised his head and looked towards the door.