CHAPTER XXVI

"Didn't find Sula, but only knew that she was still in Capua, and was bought by a merchant with a local accent!" Spartacus was stabbed in the abdomen, but under the aura of the perverted protagonist, the Thracian was able to get out of bed the next day, Lin Li glanced enviously at the wound on Spartacus's abdomen that had begun to scar, and wondered when he would have such a strong recovery ability.

"Didn't find it?" A hint of disappointment flashed in Spartacus's eyes, and sometimes the man regretted that he had not put up with Gaius, the deputy commander of the Roman legions, otherwise he would not have become a slave himself, and Sulla would not have been sold as a slave girl.

Spartacus's complex mentality Lin Li saw very clearly, Rome was too powerful in this era, this Thracian only rebelled against Gaius's command and attacked him with a sense of anger, but Spartacus did not have the courage to resist the whole of Rome now, Sulla's death was the turning point that contributed to Spartacus's transformation from a slave to a hero, it can be said that Sulla's death made the later Spartacus, if Sulla was not killed by Batista, Spartacus may end up just a slave gladiator, Died in an unknown gladiatorial battle, unable to leave a deep mark on Roman history.

Two men with different intentions sit in the dungeon, in the two-story forecourt of the gladiator school, where the masters of the slaves are trying to maintain their luxurious life.

"The merchants are getting tighter and tighter, I'm about to become the laughing stock of Capua, this gladiator school was once so glorious, he must not be destroyed in my hands, I need someone to fight underground and win a big bounty to keep the school running." Batista walked up and down the hall irritably, and the two maids shook the huge cattails in the hope of bringing a touch of coolness to their master, but Batista did not feel a trace of coolness, and his clothes were quickly wet with his own sweat.

"Participating in underground gladiatorial battles will cost us all our reputation!" Lucleicia was a staunch supporter of her husband, but the underground gladiatorial battles had always been spurned by the nobles of Capua, and Lucrisia, who had dedicated her life to becoming a member of the upper class, was unwilling to tarnish her reputation.

"If there were no dinars, our reputation would not be of any use, and the underground gladiatorial battles must be participated in, and they must be won!" Underground gladiatorial fighting is a form of gladiatorial fighting that is detached from the laws of the Roman Empire, and there is no mercy in underground gladiatorial fighting, and the two gladiatorial fights must be completed only if one of them dies, so no gladiator school will easily let its gladiators participate in this kind of gladiatorial fighting, and Batista would not have this idea if he was not forced to do so.

"Then let Spartacus go, he is only worse than Cress of all gladiators, and he is the one who makes Gaius angry with us, and if he dies we can take his head to win Gaius's favor!" Kress is her lover, and Lucricia naturally does not let Kress go on an adventure, and she is full of hatred for the disobedient Spartacus, whose death will make her happy.

"No, Spartacus has just survived the death fight, he has gained great prestige in Capua, he will bring us a steady stream of wealth, and he is not fit to participate in the underground gladiatorial fight if he is injured, so he can only let Cress!" For Batista, only the gladiators who can bring him benefits are the gladiators he fancies, although Kress is known as the god of war of Capua, but since Spartacus came, he has not participated in a weighty gladiatorial fight, and now Spartacus's fame is winning, as long as he appears, he can attract a large number of Capua residents to pay to watch the gladiatorial fight, compared to Kress's fame can only be regarded as the past, and it is uncertain how it is now, so Batista's mentality will naturally be inclined to Spartacus. …,

Batista's decision made Lucrisia's face change, but this expression was only fleeting, and when Battista looked at her, her expression had returned to normal, Kress was Lucrisia's lover, and this kind of thing naturally couldn't be known to Batista, otherwise Kress would only die faster.

"I'm going to the Archon now, and this guy Assas summoned me through the Archon, I don't know what he wants to do!" Batista left a word and asked the maid to bring a cup of muddy water and pour it down, and there was not much water left in the gladiator school, and even Battista and Lucricia began to save water as much as possible.

As soon as Batista left, Lucleicia asked his henchman Nivea to summon Cress with the key to the dungeon, and in the entire gladiator school, it was only Nevia who knew that Cress and Lucrescia had an affair, but Nivea and Cress were in love, so whenever Lucleicia asked Nivea to summon Cress, the pair of lovers would be very painful. But slaves are not qualified to rebel against their masters, and even Kress does not dare to let Lucleicia know that he and Nivea are in love.

"Take off your clothes and let me see if our Capua God of War is still strong!" Kress, who was strong and toned in no way worse than that of a modern bodybuilder, was summoned to appear in a room in the corner where no one else was, and Lucleicia was lying lazily on the bed, her gown was already open, revealing her plump breasts, and her two long white and toned legs were also exposed, overlapping and rubbing against each other slowly.

There was only a pair of fur shorts on Kress's body, and he just pulled it clean, and Lucrisia's eyes lit up with his movements, and he couldn't help moaning, and sat up violently and wrapped himself around Kress. In an instant, a big battle unfolded in the corner.

Lucleicia rode on Kress's body, her blonde hair hung down scatteredly, a trace of wet sweat slowly dyed her body shiny, a thin moan spit out from the mouth of this blonde sexy woman, and the coquettish voice was tactful and long, I have to say that this woman has strong skills, and she is also very good at calling beds, as strong as Kress also only lasted for more than twenty minutes before she was defeated, and I don't know if Batista can handle her.

"Help me get dressed!" Normally Lucleicia would not be satisfied without coming three times, but today she was obviously not interested in this, and sat up lazily and let Kress put her sand clothes in order. Lucleicia turned around and looked at Kress with a strange expression, which made Kress feel very weird. "My Capua God of War is indeed the strongest!"

"Master......!" Kress was about to say something, when a cold light flashed in Lucresia's hand, and he actually felt a sharp dagger from under the pillow, Kress looked at her in disbelief, forgot to dodge, and watched the dagger in Lucresia's hand plunge into Chris's abdomen.

"That's it!" Lucleicia muttered to herself, her slender fingers sliding lightly over Chris's wound, stained with a little red blood, and put her fingers into her red lips,

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