Sword and Magic and Taxi

"What do you mean, you mean that the Witch King will break his promise and not give the champion the free reward? Why?" Thinking of this question, Ricas stood up and sat down, stood up again, and came in the room...lā he appeared I am agitated and don't know what I should ask, or I don't want to be persuaded by Zhao Mai to lose the hope of "getting free".

In the dark cell, the sound of "pop" still echoed. Whistles and cheers came from the corridor outside, and some unbearable jokes floated over. But none of this can enter Rikas' ears, there is only one voice in his mind, "No freedom".

"You are from the Masked Alliance, you are not a slave owner at all, are you?"

"When I saw you, I was not from the Masked Alliance. But I was never a slave owner. You are right. I come from another place, a world without slavery, a free place." Zhao Mai said: "It is not the victory of a gladiator that determines whether you are a slave or freedom. Things have never been that simple. There are the same obstacles between you and freedom, and everyone and freedom. That obstacle is called the Witch King."

"The Witch King is invincible!" Likas almost shouted. "Do you want me to die?"

"Yes, it means that." Zhao Mai said bluntly. "After I was captured as a slave, I was sent to the construction site of the Temple Tower. What the Witch King did in the Temple Tower, nothing happened, I saw it all."

Zhao Mai Yiwuyishi told Rikas about the role of the Temple Tower. Regarding the Witch King’s plan to absorb all the life force of the entire arena to strengthen himself, the so-called competition will not go to the end at all, and there will be no championships and rewards. , There will only be dead bodies all over the floor.

"Why don't you destroy the temple tower? You have a lot of opportunities, don't you?" Ricas asked.

"When someone swings a sword at you, do you kill that person or cut it off?" Zhao Mai curled his lips and said, "Not to mention whether I have that ability. Even if I do that, the Witch King can still fix it. The Temple Tower, continue to implement his plan, it will only be delayed for a day or two. Only by completely cutting off his thoughts and making him no longer possible to implement the plan can this problem be truly solved."

"Why me? I don't have this ability." Ricas looked at Zhao Mai with bright eyes.

"It's not you, but us." Zhao Mai pointed to his chest. "You don't think I will let you complete this almost impossible task alone?"

"I don't understand."

"I didn't understand it before." Zhao Mai remembered the time when he was locked up in a prison car and lived with a corpse every day. The torture and torture, insults and injuries of Tai Xi'an. "I came to the desert because I was completely killed by others. It was caused by an attack. At the time, I felt that this was nothing more than a new adventure, and I still had a sense of expectation and excitement in my heart. Then I figured it out. Why? I like to take risks and solve various problems, but why was it imposed on me by others? The **** of Taixian hurt and robbed me wantonly, and it made me feel free for the first time, so I got serious. For the first time in your life."

Zhao Mai sat on the ground with his back leaning on the smooth stone wall, looking up at the heavy roof, as if he could see the starry night sky through the layers of stones and cement. "I want to act according to my own will and will not be forced anymore. I also want strength. I don't need too much, as long as I can keep my freedom and the right to choose freely. I want to freely explore the strange worlds and experience All kinds of beauty that a person should experience in a lifetime."

"So you want to kill the Witch King?"

"Yes, because the Witch King, his slavery, and of course his terrifying power, are all obstacles to my way forward. You know, sometimes I look at this vast sea of ​​sand and feel its cruelty At the same time, I am also lamenting its magnificence. In this magnificent land, there should be magnificent events and magnificent heroes to match. I can't think of anything more magnificent than killing the Witch King and ending slavery!"

Ricas was shocked, and sat quietly and silently opposite Zhao Mai. After a while, he raised his head again and said to Zhao Mai: "You can leave Tyre, right?"

"Well, that's right. Everyone outside thought it had been burned to death. I can sneak in or sneak out. The slaves and templars of Tyre are all concentrated near the temple tower, and the outside is almost an empty city. Dead city, of course I can go."

"But when you come back, you have to kill the Witch King."

"Yes, no one forced me to do this. This is my own choice." Zhao Mai said, "Rikas, what is your choice? The previous proposal is still valid. I can still take you out and release it. You leave-because of the food and backpack you gave me."

"No, I choose to stay." Ricas shook his head. "Since I heard the word freedom, I have no other needs. I know that only by becoming the strongest gladiator can freedom be possible. No matter how many obstacles there are, I will overcome it. Don't compromise. If you're free, you'd better die!"

"What if the obstacle is the Witch King?"

"Even the Witch King!"

"Okay, you have this determination." Zhao Mai stood up and said, "I have already said what should be said. I don't want you to only listen to my side words. You should see with your own eyes and listen with your own ears. My own mind thinks, like a free man. As one of the most promising gladiators, as long as you pay attention to it, you can detect changes in things, and you will know that what I'm talking about is the truth."

"I believe you. I can tell the truth from your expression."

"Thank you for your trust, stick to it, you are not fighting alone." Zhao Mai said: "Now I have to withdraw, after all, my current identity is the administrator of the animal pen~www.NovelMTL.com~ a fool Guy. If there is any progress, I will tell you. Until then, you can continue training. By the way, practice more with your left hand, you don’t know what will happen, in case your sword can't be in a gladiatorial fight How to use it?"

"But, according to the rules..."

"Rules?" Zhao Mai smiled: "You would rather believe in rules? You can no longer have illusions. Only you can defend your freedom, right?"

"Yes, you are right." Ricas nodded: "I will try to make my left hand as strong as my right hand, and be prepared for everything."

Zhao Mai turned off the "music" in the background, then held the beauty of Dojian by the waist and opened the prison door. "Thank you for teaching me." He played a silly person, speaking in a silly voice, "Goodbye, kind Ricas."

On the way back, he received countless ridicules, "I will make up for you, I can teach you both!"

"Rikas has a good waist strength, it's almost dawn! It's really admirable after tossing for so long!"

Zhao Mai just smiled and didn't need to reply a word.