As the first gladiatorial battle came to an end, the satisfied Romans sat back in their chairs.
Sure enough, gladiatorial combat is the most wonderful entertainment activity.
They think so from the bottom of their hearts.
Before a new gladiatorial battle begins, the person in charge of the gladiatorial arena has already ordered the slaves to clean the battlefield. If it is a normal day, it is enough to clean it every seven or eight days, mainly to clean up the blood stains. But the battle of the servants is not
That kind of gentle thing. Not to mention, the attitudes of Mordred and Altria. Both of them want to kill each other, and the full-power Noble Phantasm fight will naturally have such an exaggerated fighting effect.
I just pity the slaves who clean the arena.
By the way, because of the slave uprising, the attitude of the Roman nobles towards the slaves became even worse. They became more determined that these slaves should be deprived of their dignity, and should be suppressed so that they no longer have the thought of resisting. However, they treated the slaves even more harshly.
The real reasons for the uprising fell on deaf ears.
In the preparation room of the arena, Yagi Xuezai and Martha were making preparations.
"One, does it have to be like this?"
Martha looked embarrassed, holding a white cloth in both hands. It was a piece of clothing with very little fabric and exposed large areas of skin on both sides. To put it bluntly, it was made of a piece of cloth on the front and back, and then it was sewn from the shoulders.
Simple clothes.
There is no defense at all.
"Ah...it seems to be the rules of gladiatorial combat."
Yagi Xuezai smiled bitterly and shrugged.
Martha recalled it, and it seemed that this was indeed the case. Mordred was also like this before.
And Artoria, who is facing off against her...
"Isn't that right? Isn't the Black King wearing armor?!"
"Because she is a foreigner, let's be more liberal."
"I'm a foreigner too!"
Martha complained to him angrily and threw the fabric aside. Yagi Xuezhai shrugged, with a look of pity on his face.
"I thought I could trick you."
"You said you lied, right? You must mean you lied, right? You guy..."
Veins almost appeared on Martha's face, and her fists were clenched tightly.
By the way, from the very beginning, there was no need to abide by the rules of slave gladiatorial combat in slave gladiatorial combat. Rome was also reasonable. You are not Romans, so you will not force everyone to abide by the dressing style of this gladiator. It is just wishful thinking.
This is what is called "do as the Romans do". Of course, even if everyone really wore armor, Emperor Nero would not think there was any problem.
By the way, in the beginning, it was because a certain follower heard about this rule and didn't think anything about it. He just followed the Roman gladiators and went into battle naked, and then everyone thought it was necessary to do this. Anyway, from then on
Warriors value their status as warriors more than their gender. They, especially warriors, who have already died once, don’t care much about gender. A typical example is Mordred, who will get angry if he is treated as a woman.
With.
Martha's accusation made Yagi Xuezai smile bitterly. After all, he was also deceived in the first place.
Although later I realized that I had been deceived when I discovered that the Black King could go into battle wearing armor. After all, he and Alexander were also shirtless at the time. Let me add that he really made this suggestion out of his mind.
But, but! This is human nature, right?
The atmosphere between the two of them was very relaxed.
Because it doesn't matter which team wins, the point is to face Emperor Nero. Just beat her then. As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands.
According to Alexander's speculation, Emperor Nero is likely to challenge all the servants here on his own in the finals. This will make it easier! In other words, if it is true that six or seven servants can't beat one Nero
Lu, then it’s better to give up on saving the world as soon as possible. The difference in strength is too obvious.
While the two were chatting casually, Mordred was brought in by Niijima Yae in a strange gesture.
Niijima Yae held Mordred's waist with his arms, as if he was holding a travel bag... It was funny no matter how you looked at it.
"puff……"
Yagi Xuezhai laughed unkindly.
"You are laughing at your sister, you bastard! I'll kill you!"
Mordred glared at him with blue eyes, and Mordred yelled angrily.
"Tch... I obviously want to work together for your sake to give a good beating to my completely incompetent father. But you still want to laugh at me?!"
Mordred glared again, then looked away, and his voice gradually became quieter.
Yes, Mordred was not only doing it for himself, but also for Yagi Xuezai's sake.
She... doesn't have brothers or sisters in the sense that everyone understands.
The only mother thought about training her every day to be the murderer of King Arthur.
Her biological father (female) only felt that she did not have the courage to become a king and was not gentle towards her.
The children on the mother's side don't even know about this relationship, and even if there are a few insiders, their attitude towards her can't be described as gentle.
Mordred grew up in an environment lacking care and companions since he was a child.
This is the first time I have this kind of... feeling like a companion.
She and Yagi Xuezai have a lot in common, plus he has a unique special connection that is related to her by blood but not at all...
How should I put it, from the appearance point of view, it seems that he has an extra big brother, and from the actual relationship mode, it seems that he has an extra younger brother. Sometimes, when listening to him encourage you, you will feel that he seems to be your father - although he has never been with you.
In a sense, he is indeed half of his father...
This difficult-to-understand relationship made her care about Yagi Yusei.
It was the same before, with the mood of wanting to help him vent his bad anger. Of course, more importantly, he wanted to rebel against his father, let her look directly at him, and then initiate a fight.
This is the result.
He was defeated. He failed to set an example for him.
In Mordred's eyes: He, like himself, is a product of King Arthur who "does not understand people's hearts" and "will not choose an heir". The one who inherits the Holy Sword is not Mordred, the world's leading knight, but this
Yagi Seksai, who doesn't understand anything, wants the Holy Sword but can't get it. He wants to live a peaceful life but is chosen as the heir.
This unreasonable differential treatment made Mordred even more angry with King Arthur.
Hearing her mention herself in her murmur, although I couldn't fully understand the twisted values of Mordred's child, I could at least hear her concern for him.
"Thank you, Mordred."
When he came back to his senses, he had already reached out to Mordred's head. Using black gloves, he held down Mordred's golden hair, which was covered with dirt and blood.
"Don't touch it. Do you want to be beaten?"
"Ah, then let's fight as you like - ah!"
Yagi Yukisai originally wanted to make a big twist, but Mordred was obviously not the kind of calm character who could listen to what you said. He told him to hit him casually, so he just kicked him because it was Yae Niijima.
It was clamped under his ribs, not at a high position. He kicked it and hit it directly on his calf. The pain made him grin.
"What a fight?!"
As a result, Yagi Yukisai, a provocative person, showed a pitiful expression as if he had been bullied.
"Isn't this a real fight? Idiot!"
"I still want to comfort you?!"
"It's up to you! Get away, you idiot! It's ten years too early for you to lecture me!"
"That's a really long time."
Yagi Xuezai stood up while rubbing his calves and smiled bitterly.
The arena has almost been repaired. It is said that it is repaired, but in fact it is just throwing the newly transported sand and soil on the ruins of the previous battle. The person in charge of the arena feels that the next battle will still be destroyed anyway, so they might as well just fool it.
Just give it a try.
Hearing the call to enter, Yagi Yusei and Martha each picked up their weapons and entered.
"Hey, wait."
Just as Yagi Xuezai was leaving, Mordred suddenly stopped him.
"Take this, take it."
He turned around and saw that a cold metal object had been slapped towards his face. Yagi Xuezai quickly caught it. It was an iron gauntlet.
The metal shape of the outer blade is somewhat similar to the carapace of a shrimp.
This is Mordred's gauntlet. Looking over again, it turns out that the gauntlet on one of her hands is gone, revealing the red sleeve and white fingers underneath.
"Put this on and show the King of Knights a good look. You are a knight trained by me, Mordred."
"Oh, okay, no problem. The third knight in the world will not embarrass you."
"Idiot - you are still far away! Well, forget it, at least you have this momentum. Come on, Yagi."
For the first time, Mordred called his name.
After adjusting his breathing, with a smile on his face, Yagi Xuezai put the silver gauntlet on his arm and strode into the arena.
He was greeted with thunderous cheers from the Roman citizens.