The First Academy applauded Su Ye like a hero.

It's rare to see such a good person.

The last one who was shouted like this by the audience hasn't gotten out of bed for ten years.

Aristotle didn't dare to play like this back then.

However, the gladiators didn't understand what those viewers were trying to spend money to scold Su Ye?

Out of the door of life and death, Julius personally greeted him with a smile.

"Su Ye, well done! The academy has decided that you will lead the team in the gladiatorial tournament of the goddess of strife the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow you have a day off and recuperate. ”

Segus muttered to the side, "He's been resting for six days." ”

"Trophy matches? The audience seems to have said it. Su Ye said.

"Yes. An official gladiatorial tournament of the bronze rank held in the name of the goddess of war's subordinate god strife. The Goddess of Discord likes to fight in multiple people, so the format of the competition is that each team has ten players, and the referee draws two teams to fight. In each round, one team is eliminated, and in the tenth round, only one person is left on each team. No matter how many teams are left, everyone plays together, starts the chaos, and finally calculates the ranking according to the order of elimination. ”

"It's a fun model." Su Ye Dao.

"If you behave well, the goddess of strife will bestow a fetish." Julis said.

"What do you mean? What counts as good performance? Su Ye asked.

Julius thought for a moment and said, "There is no fixed form, after all, mortals cannot spy on the preferences of the gods. However, every time the goddess descends a divine object, it is because the battlefield is unexpected. For example, once a pair of twins swept the audience and received a gift from God. On another occasion, when all of them were severely injured and everyone was on the verge of death, the goddess sent a miracle to revive them. In short, in the competition of the goddess of strife, the more chaotic the better. It's like in the game of the god of terror, the more scared the enemy, the better, if you can scare the audience into tears and the gladiators into peeing, it will definitely be a godsend. ”

"It's really up to the gods?" Su Ye asked.

Julius looked around and whispered in Su Ye's ear: "Actually, there are very few divine gifts from the gods themselves, and the so-called divine gifts are generally divided into two situations. One is that the priests of the temple decide that the game is in line with the gods' preferences, and the temple will send down the gods on their behalf. The other is to resonate with the power of the gods, and the power of the gods descends on the gods, not the gods themselves. ”

"I see." Su Ye Dao.

"Take advantage of it, after becoming a god-given gladiator, your future is limitless, and you will be valued by the Spartan royal family and the Council of Elders. If you're lucky, you'll get extra powers, such as talents. Julius said.

"But I'm a magician, and I've been favored by the goddess of wisdom." Su Ye Dao.

Julius shrugged and said, "The gods don't have nothing to do all day to remember you as a mortal. What's more, the rules of the tournament were set by the temple and the royal family, and with the approval of the gods, the gods would not break their own rules for the sake of mortals. Unless you have identified the deity to which you belong, for example, you have the highest level of affection of the goddess of wisdom, the favor of the goddess of wisdom, or your family has dedicated to the goddess of wisdom for generations. If you are really strong and believe in the gods, the gods will win you over, how can you be disgusted. ”

"I understand, but will this gift be taken back?" Su Ye asked.

Julius laughed and said, "Sacrificial Divine Gift and Race Divine Gift are two different concepts. Sacrificing a gift from the gods is a prayer and a bargain, just as if you have made meritorious service for the king, and the king gives you an official position, and you betray the enemy country, the king will naturally take it back. But the reward of the race will be equivalent to the king giving you gold and silver treasures, even if you betray the enemy country, you can run away with the gold and silver treasures, and the king can't do anything about you. ”

"It's a fitting analogy, I get it." Su Ye Dao.

"If you get a trophy and want to make a move, or if you want to make a move when you change to God-given equipment, you can come to me. After all, the god-given equipment of the Temple of Discord is all warriors, and there are very few mages. Julius said.

"I know that if I really want to make a move, I will definitely ask you for help." Su Ye Dao.

Julius smiled and said, "You're really a reliable guy!" Don't worry, we're friends, and I won't draw at this time, not a single copper owl. ”

Su Ye smiled slightly, but he knew that Julius was not profitable, but he could meet people with more status through the trading of God-given equipment, which was far higher than the benefits of money.

"Tomorrow you're on vacation, it doesn't matter if you want to find a place to have fun or do something else. We Sparta don't have as many rules as Plato's Academy. Julius smiled ambiguously.

Su Ye said angrily: "I'm still a child, I don't know what you're talking about." Tomorrow I just want to walk around and get to know Sparta briefly, and it is more important to know the customs and culture of Sparta than those vulgar things. ”

"Haha, I believe it. Will you hang out on your own tomorrow or find a guide? I have something to do tomorrow, and I can't get out of the way, otherwise I will definitely accompany you all over the city. Julius said helplessly.

"It's a pity that Mr. Aristotle has left...... I'll look for Segus, he's very welcoming. Su Ye said.

Julius recalled slightly, nodded, and said: "Segus is from a clean background, he has been in the academy for more than five years, and he is reliable, but that mouth is too owed, no problem, I will arrange for him to accompany you tomorrow." But...... Sparta is no better than Athens, there are too many warriors, one by one they simply crawl out of the belly of the monster, rude, easy to cause disputes, you must be careful. ”

Su Ye said: "I have Di Aotian and Wang Da Hammer, which should solve a lot of troubles." ”

"That's good. If something happens, mention my name. If you really can't do it, you will call you a friend of Prince Leonidas, anyway, you are a student of Aristotle, and Prince Leonidas will be willing to help. Julius said.

"Okay." Su Ye smiled.

Early the next morning, Su Ye left the room and found Segus waiting at the door with excitement on his face.

"Your Excellency Su Ye, let's go to dinner, and after eating, we will take you to visit Spartan City."

"Okay."

The two of them finished their meal and walked out of the gladiatorial arena.

As the morning sun fell, Segus was full of excitement, and his face was more rosy than his red hair.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Walk around, wherever you go." Su Ye Dao.

Along the way, Su Ye constantly observed everything in Sparta, and Segus also explained it on the side.

I thought that the buildings and streets of Sparta would be dirty and messy, but in fact, they were just simpler than Athens, and the streets and ground were cleaner than the city of Athens.

Occasionally, people in shabby clothes and thin faces can be seen sweeping the streets.

"Those are the Hilohs?" Su Ye asked.

"Yes." Segus didn't care.

After walking a few steps, there was a sudden slight snapping sound in my ears, like the sound of a whip on the flesh.

After a while, I saw a majestic white marble temple standing in front of me, and under the steps of the temple, a statue of the moon god stood, the moon goddess wore a heroic hunting suit and leather boots, held a silver moon longbow, followed by a golden horned fawn on the left, and four hounds on the right.

Underneath the statue of the moon god, there was a long queue of teenage children. At the front of the line, a teenager was lying on the ground, biting a soft cloth in his mouth and bare back.

Syllable...... Syllable......

The whip fell on the young man's back one after another, pulling out one bloody scar after another, like red paint splashed on the bronze door.

From time to time, the boy let out a muffled scream, and his body shook slightly.

The two men stopped, and Segus looked at the boy on the ground, his face showing a complicated look.

"It's one of the ways we Spartans exercise their courage and resilience. Between the ages of 14 and 20, the flogging is carried out once a year. However, after the whipping, the temple will give a simple treatment, and it will not hurt the muscles and bones. However, for the child, this is a great pain. Alas......"

When the whipping was over, the boy got up bloodless, and an even thinner boy lay on the ground.

Syllable......

"Ah......h

The two soldiers who were executed glanced at each other, and a faint look of displeasure appeared on their faces, and they suddenly strengthened.

Syllable! Syllable!

The thin boy let out an even more miserable cry and writhed in pain.

Most of the teenagers in the back looked at the skinny teenager sympathetically, and only a few gloated.

Suddenly, the thin boy couldn't help it, and with his hands on the ground, he was about to get up.

The executioner stepped on his neck with one foot and pressed it down hard, and the other soldier raised his foot and stepped on the back of the thin boy.

The long whip rained down on the thin boy's body, quickly knocking the boy unconscious.

"A simple treat, throw this waste out!" The elderly priest in a white robe scolded grimly.

Segus sighed and said, "We were pitiful when we were children, but this is also the reason why we are strong. Let's go, there are a lot of people in line today, and it looks like there will be people in other temples who will be being flogged. ”

The two men bypassed the place of execution and walked elsewhere.

Su Ye found that most of the Spartans here were in groups, with about fifteen people as a team, and there were only a few individuals moving forward, remembering that this was the living custom of the Spartans, and generally arranged fifteen soldiers to eat and live together, cultivating team consciousness and comrade-in-arms, which could greatly enhance cohesion and combat effectiveness.

After a while, Segus pointed to a large wooden house and said, "That's the public canteen." Even aristocrats often come to the public cafeteria to eat, and the Spartan dark miso soup, which was ridiculed all over the world, was born in it. However, even if the dark miso soup is difficult to eat, the old people are reluctant to drink the broth, and they want to save the broth for teenagers who need to grow their bodies. ”

Along the way, Su Ye constantly witnessed the various customs of Sparta.

Suddenly, a procession of shackled and handcuffed prisoners approached, and more than thirty people, chained together, slowly moved forward with their heads down.

They were coated with dyes of various colors, and their clothes and hair were strangely shaped.

Nearby children circled around them, laughing and frolicking loudly.

Segus said casually: "We often organize the Shilots to walk in the streets, just to humiliate them and fight them, and of course, to increase the confidence of our Spartans, so that we Spartans know the tragic situation after the defeat. ”

Su Ye nodded and said, "Let's go to the Abandoned Canyon and have a look, I want to see those poor abandoned babies." ”

"We'd better rent a carriage."

"No problem."

The two men rented a carriage and headed out of the city.

Before I left the city, there was a singing voice, which slowly became clearer and clearer.

“…… Because we disobeyed orders, we were punished justly! Because we disobeyed orders, we were punished justly......"