Sword and Magic and Taxi

Everyone vacated a space and prepared to watch a good show with a smile, and even Zhao Mai was ready to "fight". Unexpectedly, Ricas was still stubborn. He shook his head and said to Posey: "No, I won't play this meaningless game."

"What are you talking about?" The bald elf lit Ricas' chest with a thick whip. "You **** slave want to disobey my orders?"

"You are just a slave, no different from the rest of us." Ricas shook his body, but stood still standing in place with his chest straight. "Everyone in this yard is the same slave. One day is not free, and this will not change. Now I just want to win the final championship of the temple tower competition. The rest is not important to me. You It's not important, and the female slave is not important."

"So, we have a slave who wants to be free?" The elf trainer haha ​​twice. But the people around them put away their smiles and were not whispering to each other, but listened to their conversation with their ears up.

"My mother died when I was born, and my father didn't know where it was. You all call me Muir, a mixed **** or, more simply, a brat. But in fact, I only have one name: slave .But because I was born as a slave, I was born to pursue freedom. Maybe you, like me, didn’t realize this until now, or you don’t have any ideas about this, but someday all slaves will understand At this point. You want to establish your authority, it’s okay, I can obey, but I only have one goal, and that is Temple Tower Athletic. I have lost my left hand for this. Do you know, I can only use unfamiliar ones now Wipe your **** with your hands and eat with the same hand."

Everyone laughed in a low voice.

Ricas is still very serious: "But what if I don't have my hands to wipe my **** for victory and freedom? I would rather never hold bread anymore and have to drink soup for the rest of my life, and also to taste freedom. So, I won’t waste time on something meaningless like being beaten by a fool! Also, if you say you are in charge now, then let Bucher out as soon as possible! I need him, he is my partner in pursuit of freedom ."

He looked around at the other gladiators, his gaze swept across their slightly numb faces, and then said, "I also need more partners. Who of you wants to join?"

Zhao Mai raised his hand high, with a proud smile on his face. A few people are indeed tempted, but they dare not show their feelings in the public. Since they were sure that there was nothing interesting and beautiful, everyone didn't want to see the ugly face of the bald elves about to explode, so they asked for their own affairs.

Posey squeezed the whip tightly. He wanted to beat Ricas, but for what reason? After all, Ricas is the most important slave of Lord Tai Xi'an, to ensure that his victory is closely related to his own life and cannot really hurt him. At this time, as long as you swing the whip, you will fall into the wind. It is better to behave unpredictably, which can also weaken some of the bad effects.

But some people don't want him to achieve this goal. Zhao Mai jumped in front of the elf, stretched out his hand and said, "It seems that I am invincible!"

"It is victory without a fight." The elf corrected casually.

"Yes!" Zhao Mai raised his eyebrows high, his eyes burst out with a "terrible" brilliance: "I won, so I want to pick a slave."

"Go, you bastard, go back to your animal pen and go to sleep with the beasts that only shit. The slave girl doesn't have your share."

"No, you agreed..." Before Zhao Mai's words were finished, he heard the door creaking open in a corner of the training ground. Then the butler walked in with more than twenty women of various shapes.

"All stand by the wall, and you will serve here in the future, washing clothes, cleaning, sleeping, but not allowed to enter the kitchen." The butler's voice was sharp and harsh: "How to allocate, what to do, you listen to Percy's words That's it. Women are disgusting."

After speaking, he glanced around the sturdy body of the surrounding gladiators, and then left with a weird laugh.

When these people came in, Zhao Mai narrowed his eyes and almost broke the disguise he had always had. Among the female slaves, he actually saw Dogian, a former high-ranked templar. She wore the same clothes as other slaves, but it was obviously not in line with her taller figure, and there was always a feeling that she couldn't hold her. In addition, the original cold expression lost the temperature, although it was still stiff, but it was more because of being stupid. Duojian had no gods in his eyes, he would only stare at the front in a daze, before blinking after a long time. And her movements also looked a little stiff, more like a...more like a puppet.

Only the Witch King can denounce the status of a high-ranking Templar warrior, so this must be the result of the Witch King personally casting the spell. If you can look at the current state of Dojian, it may be helpful to speculate on the actions of Tyr's high-levels, and it is more hopeful to understand the abilities of the Witch King. Zhao Mai made a decisive decision. When everyone's eyes were attracted by the female slave, his hand was placed on the shoulder of the elf intentionally or unintentionally.

‘You will find fools useful. Zhao Mai mixed a thought with the power of psychic powers and stuffed it into the mind of the elf. ‘You’ve shown majesty. If you have a little friendly attitude, it will help you build authority and everyone will be more willing to obey. A fool is a good start, and fulfilling his wish is good for you. ’

"Yes, very advantageous." The elf trainer smelled a refreshing fragrance of flowers. Although the elves of Artas have already left the forest and their elegance has disappeared from their character, the olfactory memory of flowers is still hidden deep in the bloodline, and that love will not be extinguished. Moreover, people who have not studied psychic powers have very poor resistance to emotional influence. At such a close distance, and without defense, Zhao Mai could easily destroy his defense.

When the butler was there, everyone's eyes were on the female slave; when the butler left, the eyes would return to the trainer, so Zhao Mai retreated from Posey three steps ahead. Time is in a hurry and it is too late to build control with more complex ideas. A short hint message should be enough. And I have already had a good beginning, and then it will be much more convenient to indoctrinate.

Everyone looked at the female slave, and then stared at the trainer~www.NovelMTL.com~ The bald elves licked their teeth and said, "Hmm, you will all have a chance, but not today. These people need to be cleaned, inside and out. Both. I can't let you get sick after all and then start to rot from below."

He saw the greed and desire in the eyes of everyone, and regarded it as flattery and obedience, then looked at Zhao Mai and said, "But there is one person who is not afraid of this. It is said that fools cannot get sick, so they are allowed to tame it. Beast, are you right?"

"Hey..." Zhao Mai pretended to be silly and smiled twice, just wanting to choke this boring fellow to death. Most of the psychic powers implanted are hints, not as precise as magic control, so these nonsense has to be listened to.

"I'm in a good mood today, so you go pick one." Posey said in a daze, and he won't feel anything wrong afterwards.

As a result, Zhao Mai pretended to choose in the enviable eyes of everyone, and then took Dojian's hand and walked towards the animal pen.

"Haha, fools are worthy of nerds." Boss laughed loudly: "Do you want me to teach you some posture?"

A loud sound overwhelmed his laughter. Ricas seemed to feel that his arm was almost enough, so he slashed the dummy with a prosthetic sword. The blade of the sword reflected red light and turned into meteors in everyone's eyes. After a while, the dummy was cut into seven pieces and scattered on the ground. This was the sharpest weapon the slaves had ever seen, and envy was uncontrollable in their hearts.

Perhaps in their hearts, they also think that they belong to the masters. It seems to be a very cost-effective business to exchange the property (hands) of the master for a sword. This is the saddest thing. Ricas didn't know his fate, he also looked at the sword with joy, without knowing what he had almost missed.

This is what Zhao Mai thought when he walked into the animal pen.