After a week of anxious waiting, Spartacus waited for news of his wife, and Battitas had sent someone to ransom his wife, and to-morrow he could reach Capua.

Because of the curse of the shackles on his body, Spartacus didn't have the heart to think about any escape plan like in the original book, as long as the shackles were still there, escaping was delusional.

Because of the victory in the Battle of the Shadow Slayer, Spartacus received a large amount of prize money, and he took out most of the prize money to bring all the gladiators of Ludes, what they needed most-

Woman, and wine.

Batitas was certainly happy to buy hearts and minds in the name of Spartacus.

For a group of men who are strong and have not seen the opposite sex for many years, there is nothing more alluring than a dozen naked women who appear around them.

In the slaves' room, the eyes were full of flesh, and nearly a hundred wolf-like gladiators were also thanks to these stepdaughters who had been on the battlefield for a long time.

They squandered inferior liquor, numbed their nerves with alcohol, and enjoyed the bliss that they would not necessarily have in their lifetime as slaves.

Spartacus sat in the corner, sipping the wine in his glass, fantasizing about meeting his wife, imagining the scene in those countless dreams, fantasizing about his hometown and his wife.

What a wonderful love affair it was, Sura, like a gift from the gods, appeared in front of her and pulled her to fall in love.

At that time, I was happy every day, and even though there was a constant war, I never felt hard.

In her spare time, she pillowed on her lap, listened to the rushing river, rolled naked on the grass, from morning to night, her energy was so strong, and only she could satisfy her, every day was full of passion and the greatest happiness.

She is her own goddess......

He kept recalling, with a smile on his lips, and the night passed.

——

The next day, in Sula's carriage came.

Spartacus opened the car door excitedly, and he opened his hands to give his wife an affectionate hug.

He hugged it, covered in blood.

——

Sulla died because of an order from Batitas, as well as a bag of dina coins.

If, without finding a wife for Spartacus, Battitas would not be able to reap his loyalty.

If he really found his wife, then Spartacus had no intention of continuing to be a gladiator.

Batitas was so clever that the best thing to do was to think of it with a little thought.

"They're reunited." Batitas smiled at his wife and said nonchalantly.

Ludia was stunned for a moment, and after a little thought, she realized that it was her husband who did a "good deed".

Her response, too, was a smile, and she glanced at Spartacus, and got up to leave.

Her heart was full of admiration for her husband, he was so wise, so energetic, a man who was bound to surpass Rome, and she truly loved her husband.

As for Spartacus, who cares about the mood of a slave?

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"Intrigues, tricks, deceit, disgusting, but you have to watch it happen." In the corner of the training ground, Li Lian said lightly.

Yes, his personality doesn't like this, and if the situation allows, he is willing to go straight to the problem.

However, it is based on the fact that their own strength is much greater than that of the enemy, and the implied team at this time is not qualified to do so.

For Li Lian, "dislike" and "don't do" are completely two concepts, even if he doesn't like things very much, as long as he has the necessary to, he can do it very well, and there is no difference from what he likes to do.

But he doesn't like it, after all, he doesn't like it, he actually envies the way of life of the war ghost, which is incomparably simple, and he reaps incomparable happiness.

But the war ghost also has a price for obtaining this happiness, that is, he doesn't care about his own life, he puts happiness above the safety of his life, so that he can be so free.

"All the warriors probably don't like it." Tsuko spread her hands and said.

People are always bound by all kinds of shackles and can't do what they want, such as gladiators, reincarnations, and the real world.

From ancient times to the present, there are so many people who pursue freedom, those hermits who live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, get rid of the shackles of the world, but have to face the shackles of farming; Kunpeng spreads its wings for 90,000 miles, but it is still bound by the atmosphere.

Who can attain absolute freedom when people live in the world? Just run from one cage to another.

"Son, you say, if you become the 'god' that the Lord God says, can you do whatever you want?" Li Lian asked in a trance.

"Probably, not either." Tsuko, say a cruel answer.

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Another week has passed, and today, the Ludes Training Ground welcomes a special guest.

"Haha, Gannix, how lucky, I haven't seen you for more than a year, and you're still in good spirits!" Battitas heard the servant's news, and hurried to the hall.

In the hall, a tall blonde Celtic was standing there, his well-proportioned figure as if measured by the gods himself, with a smile on his face forever unruly, like a god of war in the game.

He, the most powerful gladiator the Battitas family has ever seen, was freed more than a year ago, and after being away for so long, he suddenly returned today.

"Your Excellency Batitas, haha, I'm really not used to shouting like this." Gannix said with a smile.

"It's always going to get used to it, Gannix, I've heard something about you, you bad boy, you've killed so many women, you're the enemy of all Roman men!" Batitas laughed exaggeratedly and slapped Gannix's arm.

"The gods have given me such a talent, and I can't resist it." Gannix said without blushing.

"Gannix? Oh, my God. Ludia came out of the house and was surprised to see the great general who had made great achievements for the Batitas family.

"Madame, you are as beautiful as ever." Gannix said with a flamboyant tongue, holding Ludia's hand and kissing it gently.

"When I see you, I am reminded of the past, our god of war, unmatched in the arena." Ludia said approvingly.

"Madame's got the prize." Gannix bowed slightly, and at the moment of bowing his head, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.

It wasn't until a few days ago that he knew that the woman in front of him was such a femme fatale.