Black-haired Knight King of Chaldea

Chapter 173 Similar Two People

With the first fight over, the contented Roman sat back in his chair.

Sure enough, gladiatorial combat is the most wonderful entertainment.

They thought so from the bottom of their hearts.

Before the start of the new gladiatorial fight, the person in charge of the arena had already ordered the slaves to clean the battlefield. If it was on weekdays, it would be enough to clean it every seven or eight days, mainly to clean up the blood.But the battle of servants is not that kind of gentle thing.Not to mention, the attitude of Mordred and Altria Alter, both of them want to kill each other, fighting with all their treasures will naturally have such an exaggerated fighting effect.

It's the poor slaves who clean up the arena.

By the way, because of the slave uprising, the attitude of the Roman nobles towards slaves was even worse.They became more determined. These slaves should be deprived of their dignity, and they should be suppressed so that they no longer have the idea of ​​​​resistance.But he turned a deaf ear to the real cause of the slave uprising.

In the preparation room of the arena, Yagi Yusai and Martha are making preparations.

"One, must it be like this?"

Maerda looked distressed, holding a white cloth with both hands, it was a cloth with very little cloth, and a large piece of skin was exposed on both sides.To put it bluntly, it is a simple garment with a piece of cloth on the front and back, and then stitched from the shoulder.

There is no defense at all.

"Ah...it seems to be the rules of gladiatorial combat."

Yagi Yusai shrugged with a wry smile.

Martha recalled it, and it seemed that it was indeed the case, and Mordred was also like this before.

And Arturia who was facing her...

"No! Isn't the Black King wearing armor?!"

"Because she is a foreigner, let's make a difference."

"I'm a foreigner too!"

Martha complained to him angrily and anxiously, and threw the fabric in her hand aside.Yagi Xuesai shrugged, with a look of pity.

"I thought I could trick you."

"Did you say you lied? You must have said you lied, right? You guy..."

Martha's face was almost covered with veins, and her fists were clenched tightly.

By the way, from the very beginning, slave wrestling does not need to follow the rules of slave wrestling. Rome is also reasonable. You are not Romans, so you will not force everyone to obey the dressing style of this gladiator. It is just wishful thinking. did so.This is the so-called [do as the Romans do as the Romans do].Of course, even if everyone really wore armor, Emperor Nero would not feel that there was any problem.

By the way, at the beginning, it was because a certain follower heard that there was such a rule, so he didn't think about anything, and just followed the Roman gladiator's naked battle, and then everyone thought it was going to be done.Anyway, a Servant values ​​his status as a warrior more than his gender.Those who have died once, especially warriors, don't care much about gender.The more typical one is Mordred, who will get angry if he is treated as a woman.

Mirta's questioning made Yagi Xuesai smile bitterly, after all, he was also deceived at the beginning.

Although I realized that I was fooled when I found out that the Black King could go into battle wearing armor, after all, he and Alexander also went into battle shirtless.One more thing to add, he really used his brains to make this suggestion.

But ah, but ah! !It's human nature, right?
The atmosphere between the two was 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 no match for four hands.

According to Alexander's speculation, Emperor Nero is likely to challenge all the followers present with his own strength in the finals.This makes it easier!In other words, if it is true that six or seven servants can't defeat one Nero, then it is really better to give up saving the world early.The power gap is too obvious.

While the two were chatting relaxedly, Mordred was brought in by Yae Niijima in a strange gesture.

Yae Niijima wrapped his arms around Mordred's waist, as if he was holding a travel bag... It was funny no matter how you looked at it.

"puff……"

Yagi Xuesai laughed unkindly.

"Laugh at your sister, bastard! Kill you!"

The blue eyes glared at him, and Mordred roared angrily.

"Cut...you obviously want to work hard for your part, to beat up that completely incompetent father and king. In the end, you still want to laugh at me?!"

Mordred stared again, then looked away, and his voice gradually became quieter.

Yes, Mordred was not only for himself, but also Yagi Yusai.

She...has no siblings in the sense everyone understands.

The only mother thought every day to train her to be the murderous blade who killed King Arthur.

The father (female) who is related by blood only thinks that she does not have the courage to become a king, and treats her with no tenderness.

The children on the mother's side didn't even know about this relationship, and even if there were a few insiders, their attitude towards her couldn't be called gentle.

Mordred grew up in an environment that lacked love and companions.

This is the first time I have this kind of feeling... akin to a companion.

She and Yagi Xuesai have a lot in common, plus his unique special connection with her, which is not blood relative at all...

How should I put it, from the appearance, it seems that there is an extra big brother, and from the actual way of getting along, it seems that there is an extra younger brother.Sometimes, listening to him encourage me, I feel like he is my father - although in a sense, he is indeed half my father...

This difficult relationship puts her in a state of concern for Yagi Xuesai.

It was the same before, with the feeling of wanting to help him vent his anger, of course, more of wanting to rebel against his father, let her look directly at him, and then launched a fight.

That's it.

was defeated.Set an example for him without success.

In Mordred's eyes: like himself, he is the product of King Arthur [does not understand people's hearts] [will not choose an heir]. The one who inherits the holy sword is not himself, the world's leading knight Mordred, but this Yagi Yusai, who doesn't know anything, wanted the holy sword but couldn't get it. He wanted to live a peaceful life but was chosen as the heir.

This unreasonable differential treatment made Mordred even more angry with King Arthur.

Hearing herself mentioned in her muttering, although she couldn't fully understand the rather distorted values ​​of Mordred's child, at least she could hear her concern for herself.

"Thank you, Mordred."

When he came back to his senses, he had already stretched out his hand to Mordred's head, and through the black gloves, he held down Mordred's blond hair that was stuck together with dirt and blood.

"Don't touch me randomly, do you want to be beaten?"

"Ah, let's fight as you like—ah!"

Yagi Yusai originally wanted to talk about a big turning point, but Mordred is obviously not the kind of calm character who can listen to your words. Hearing that he said to hit you casually, he kicked him at that time, because he was beaten by Niijima Yae It was caught under the ribs, the position was not high, kicked it, and it landed directly on his calf, causing him to grin his mouth in pain.

"Really fight?!"

As a result, Yagi Xuesai, the provocative person, showed a pitiful expression as if he was being bullied.

"Isn't it a real fight, idiot!"

"I still want to comfort you?!"

"It's up to you! Get out of the way, idiot! It's ten years too early to tell me!"

"That's really long."

Yagi Xuesai stood up rubbing his calf, and smiled wryly.

The gladiatorial arena has almost been repaired. It is said that it is repaired, but in fact it is just to throw the newly transported sand on the ruins of the previous battle.The person in charge of the arena thought: Anyway, the next fight will be destroyed, so let's just fool around.

Hearing the call to enter the arena from outside, Yagi Yusai and Martha each picked up their weapons and entered the arena.

"Hey, wait."

Just as Yagi Yusai was leaving, Mordred suddenly stopped him.

"This, you take it."

When he turned his head, a cold metal object had already slapped him in the face, Yagi Xuesai hurriedly 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 at it again, it turned out that the gauntlet on her hand was gone, revealing the red sleeve and white fingers inside.

"Put this on—show the King of Knights a good look, you are a knight trained by me, Mordred."

"Oh, yes, no problem. The third knight in the world will not embarrass you."

"Idiot—you're still far behind! 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 Yukisai put the silver gloves on his arms and strode into the arena.

He was greeted by a thunderous welcome from the citizens of Rome applauding in unison.

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