"Good question. Kulesum rubbed his chin, "I was still wondering when you're going to ask this question." ”

Muhati raised a finger and tapped the corner of his eye on the side of his head, "Don't sell it, you don't want me to read minds, do you?"

"Mind reading, of course not!" the boss quickened the pace. "That guy is quite famous in the city, he was originally a gladiator, nicknamed 'Butcher of Truth', or simply 'Butcher', and his real name is unknown. Later, when the revolution broke out, he also participated. ”

"Butcher of Truth?" Muhati repeated the name, "what a domineering name." ”

"Of course, gladiators like to have some domineering nicknames, and they also like the audience. Who would want to watch a 'Bird Butcher' take on a 'Camel Buster'?" Kulesum explained.

A scantily clad half-elf girl approached, with two pieces of brass on her chest that covered important parts. Wearing only an apron made of countless metal chains, somewhat resembling a Hawaiian tusk on Earth, Muhathir wondered if she was wearing underwear.

"Boss. Through the veil, she greeted Kulsum, then turned to face Muhadi and asked seductively. "Do you want to see a private show?"

"No need. The boy replied, "I have something important to discuss with your boss." If you don't mind, bring us two glasses of Nightshade Water. ”

He casually hit the girl, and before leaving, he didn't forget to throw her a gold tyr.

"About this 'butcher of truth,'" Muhadi asked, "do you have any other information to tell me?"

"What kind of information?"

"All aspects," Muhathir adjusted his sitting posture slightly, "for example, what is he doing now, what is his character, is there anything worth mentioning about him?"

"He used to be the champion in the arena until later the Moorish Rikas took his title. Kulsumm recounted, and Muhadi nodded as he listened. "I don't have much to say about his experience as a gladiator. At that time, he was like other gladiators, except to kill or. If there's anything special about him, it's that he's very capable of killing and. ”

Muhadi frowned slightly when he heard the other party's vulgar words, "Aren't gladiators all slaves?

"What else can the host provide. The elf boss seemed unimpressed by Muhadi's fuss, "Gladiators also have **, if you don't leak it, it's easy to suffocate." ”

"Usually the gladiator masters will give their slave girls to the good ones of the table, but sometimes they will also look for women from outside, such as the street warblers, and even come to me!" Kulesum pointed to several girls on the stage who were writhing passionately, showing their bellies without a trace of fat, writhing like water snakes, sometimes swinging their hips, sometimes shaking their chests, charming and provocative. Outside the box, the musicians dance to their feet with UT and ney and deb1ek tambourine.

"You let these girls go out and make money for you?" asked the teenager curiously.

"Nope. The boss shook his head, "I'll only give them this theater, and they decide what to do for themselves." There are also those who never take work outside, and it is said that there are virgins among them. ”

Muhadi retracted the subject, "How did our 'butcher' friend end up in the revolution?"

Not long after Muhadi crossed into the world of Attas, he had heard of the name of the revolution in Tyre, but until now he had not fully understood how it came about and how it happened.

"How could I possibly know such a thing?" the boss said, saying that he could not do anything, "only that he was defeated by Rikas the Moor, and that Rikas the Moor, who was one of the initiators of the revolution. ”

"Oh, yes. It is said that the powerful coral witch Shatiri was once a slave girl. And it belongs to the same master as Ricas, and this 'Butcher of Truth'. The boss seemed to think of something again and explained out loud.

The Murs are an endemic race of Atas, half-human, half-dwarf blood, surprisingly strong. Muhati had met a warrior named Muscle Daddy during his adventures, and he didn't know what happened to him.

"That Ricas, why didn't you use her stage name?" he asked.

"Rikas is a stage name, the name of an ancient orc king who fought valiantly against the demon king's army in the battle of purification. The boss patiently explained, "This king is synonymous with courage and perseverance." It is said that on the battlefield, he was seriously wounded and his heart was pierced by the enemy's sword, but he thought that he had no queen and that the orc country was in danger of having no successor, so he supported his broken heart and rode three more female orcs, and then he died contentedly. ”

"What a tough guy. Muhadi nodded and continued listening.

“...... In short, Ricas, along with Shatiri the Coral Witch, set off a revolution. Rikas's gladiator comrades, as well as Shatiri's spell teacher, and other guardian mages joined the revolution. ”

"The water of the night shadow you ordered. The scantily clad half-elf girl at the beginning returned, respectfully placing two drinks in front of them.

"Thank you. The boy said, and threw her another gold coin, hoping that it would help the girl to take on less work outside.

However, the other party seemed to have misunderstood what he meant, and her expression suddenly lit up, and a charming smile bloomed. "Remember my name is Kerricott, my lord. Then he left the cubicle contentedly.

Kulesum smiled ambiguously at the vignette and then continued to introduce it. “...... Then the gladiators and guardian mages, Lord Achilles, and Lord Tessian joined the revolution. The former was a well-known psychic sorcerer in the city and a sympathetic nobleman who angered him by the witch king's rampage. The latter is the Templar of the Witch King, and I don't know the details of how he joined the revolution. ”

"It is said that on the final day, the Witch King Karak will perform a powerful magical ritual that has never been seen before, transforming himself into a demon dragon and gaining eternal longevity and invincible power. In order to perform this magic, he had to drain the life force of 100,000 people at once, so he gathered the slaves in the city and drove them to the Colosseum. ”

What he didn't expect was that the revolutionaries were also mixed up among the slaves, and in the end, it was Shatiri who cast a spell to interfere with the Witch King, and Karak was consumed by his own magic and exploded to his death. If you go to the Colosseum now, you can also see the big hole left by the Witch King's self-explosion, which is hundreds of meters in diameter. ”

"I mention yì, let's first toast to the heroic Shatiri. Muhadi held up the cup containing the Water of Nightshade and proposed.

The boss obediently drained the glass and continued. Then the gladiators and the rebellious Templars joined forces to take control of the city. They went around looting slave owners, raping and killing their women, and robbing them of their belongings. The Butcher of Truth is too, he ransacked seventeen households in one go, and the contract of the water plant should have been robbed by him. ”

"I've heard of that water plant, and it produces a lot of water, and it's a big source of money. Boss Kulesum said this, revealing a jealous, greedy look. "It doesn't seem like anything out of the ordinary, you've made a big windfall, friend of Muhadi. ”

The boy was not complacent, "In your opinion," he paused slightly, "I won this 'butcher' friend that day, so I don't have to worry about his revenge?"

"Revenge?" laughed the boss, "what are you talking about?" With such wealth, all the robbers and villains in the city will get up to you. Trust me, the Butcher of Truth's revenge is the last thing you need to worry about!"

Alas, the young man sighed and said helplessly. "And one last question, do you know where the City Watch headquarters are?"

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