Harlott really has something to ask Marcus. He thinks Marcus is a good aristocrat, much better than the count of Saric. At the same time, Marcus is not afraid to offend Saric. It would be nice if he could help and take the bald head by the way.
Harlott told Marcus about the bald thing. Marcus frowned and replied, "this thing is a little troublesome!"
"Kryon is a rare talent. Of course I''d like to poach him. I don''t care if sarik will be angry."
"But the question is Cleon, is he willing to leave? Can he recognize Saric? Can he put down his worries about gladiators?"
"He has shown his distrust of sarik during the day. I believe I can convince him, but those gladiators..." harlott said that he also has a headache. Bald head is too loyal. He will never leave those gladiators alone. He can''t force his bald head away.
When Marcus heard this, his eyes suddenly brightened and said to Harold, "are you familiar with those gladiators? I have a note. Do you think it''s OK!"
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"Is it too risky to do so?"
"Don''t worry, it''s no problem. Go and persuade Kryon!"
Harold followed Marcus'' advice to discuss the plan with the bald and other gladiators.
The next day, Marcus went to the training ground to meet all the senior gladiators and elite gladiators, then told the guard to buy these gladiators, and claimed that the matter had also been agreed by count sarik.
Marcus is the noble master who has awakened his blood. He is the son of Marquis harlaus and the brother of count sarik. These servants can''t know the discord.
Just four stewards are not in the arena now. One arm, scar and bald head are all over the count castle of count sarik. The fat man won a lot yesterday and is enjoying himself in the city.
Although the guards of the arena hesitated to send someone to ask count sarik, they did not dare to offend Viscount Marcus, so they had to sell these gladiators at a "reasonable price" offered by Marcus.
When Harold heard the plan, he was in a panic and his eyelids jumped wildly. Who could have thought that Marcus had no bottom line and bought all senior gladiators and elite gladiators from the arena at a very low price. It was a crime. I''m not afraid that count sarik and the old Marquis will settle with him?
Is Marcus afraid? I''m not afraid!
It can only be said that Harold has not fully understood the seriousness of the matter of "exploring territory in the East" and Marcus''s determination to break the boat. Is treason a joke?
If the Marquis of Prague did not take the lead and a large number of bad nobles in China agreed one after another, and the kingdom was afraid of detonating the civil war, it could only agree reluctantly. Then whoever dared to mention the "development" would have to go to prison!
Even so, all those who are ready to go to the east to open up territory are all charged with treason. At the moment of leaving the territory of lukanir Kingdom, they will be deprived of their titles of nobility and confiscate all their land.
Marquis harlaus and his northern provincial camp were also opposed to opening up the East. As long as he knew Marcus''s plan, he would be angry.
Marcus is now in debt. He has completely released himself, not to mention defrauding dozens of slaves, forcing him to lead troops and force him to fight with count sarik.
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In the castle of count sarik, count sarik invited Harold to dinner. He still wanted to win Harold at last.
After receiving the gift of the sun, Harold will have a high adaptability to blood power. He is the best knight candidate. Coupled with his powerful martial arts and physical quality, his combat effectiveness may be stronger than that of ordinary awakened nobles.
Sarik specially arranged his bald head next to harlott''s seat, hoping to play love cards. He was reluctant to offer a rich reward like Marcus, and could only play some small tricks.
Saric said, "I''m glad that the arena can train gladiators like you!"
[you were trained in the arena. You should have been loyal to me!]
This is a bandit concept exerted by Saric imperceptibly.
"I always think gladiators have extraordinary potential, and I promoted my bald head from gladiators."
This is to bring the relationship closer. By the way, he motioned bareheaded to help persuade.
Unfortunately, the bald head had already discussed with Harold last night, and after seeing through count sarik, he was completely disappointed and continued to sit quietly in his seat.
Saric frowned. Is Corleone still angry? Why haven''t you recovered after a day? Don''t mess him up, you fool!
When sarik saw that his bald head was motionless, he couldn''t use his killer mace and winked at the bodyguard around him.
Count sarik said with a sad look on his face, "the human animal fight has brought great losses to the arena, and the gladiators have suffered heavy casualties!"
"I was kept in the dark before. I didn''t know it would be so bloody and cruel!"
This is lying with his eyes open. Count sarik has a thick skin!
"Bring that beast up!" with Saric''s order, the guard dragged the bruised scar over.
Scar was stabbed blind in one eye, and several bones on his body were broken. He was so badly hurt that he couldn''t speak.
"Kryon, I haven''t forgotten what you said to me. I''ve punished this greedy and despicable villain."
"Now the arena is still under your jurisdiction. I believe you can do better than before!"
Sarik inquired. Not only bald, but even Harold hated the scar. He was going to kill the useless scar.
Now I can show my kindness in front of bald head and harlott, which can be regarded as draining the final value of the scar.
Sarik felt that now that he had calmed his bald head and successfully left a good impression in Harold''s heart, it was time to get to the point.
"Harold, you are a talent. I don''t want your talent to be buried. Come and be my knight. I will give full play to your talent!"
Saric said these words with both voice and emotion, as if he was really thinking of Harold.
Harold didn''t open his mouth. His bald head couldn''t help it. After seeing the truth, he found that sarik''s words and deeds were so hypocritical and selfish.
Baldheaded asked loudly, "count sarik, why didn''t you stop the fighting competition yesterday? Since you realized the harm of human and animal fighting, why didn''t you stop it yesterday?"
Saric looked at his bald head in disbelief. He didn''t expect that the honest and loyal Kryon would question him at this time.
Sarik was speechless and really couldn''t answer. He didn''t take the life of the Gladiator seriously, but the human animal fight was cancelled because the Gladiator lost too much to maintain.
Saric hesitated a little for a second or two and replied, "because I believe in Harold! I can see his inner will and potential power!"
"I believe he can defeat the ogre! I didn''t interfere in his game for his glory and future!"
He patted the table with his bare head and shouted, "do you regard others as idiots?"
"I''ve said countless times about the fight between man and beast. You never care!"
"If Marcus didn''t send out the big sword, Harold would surely die under the cannibal hand!"
"You''ve been lying to me! You''ve been using me to help you manage the arena and train gladiators! You''ve never really trusted me!
Sarik''s eyes cooled down. The bald response was definitely not caused by temporary anger. He should understand the truth. It seems that it is completely impossible to accept Harold.
In that case, there''s no need for him to put on a smiling face and pretend to be a good man. He has to deal with his bald head! He''s not willing to give such easy-to-use pieces to others!
"How dare you yell at me?"
"You''re just a slave Gladiator. You give me advice? Tell me what to do in my arena?"
Count Saric spoke louder and louder, and his whole body was more and more fierce. His red hair like flame actually began to burn!
"Yes, I''m nothing. In your eyes, I''m just a useful dog!" with bald eyes and tears, it''s really painful to be used and betrayed.
"I''ve worked hard for you for more than ten years, and I''ve paid off your promotion. From now on, I''m no longer your man!"
The scream of his bald head and his hoarse voice completely angered count sarik. Count sarik burst into flames and roared:
"Cleon, since you choose to betray me, don''t blame me for being rude! Die!"
The fire suddenly appeared. A big fireball with a diameter of more than one meter flew to the bald head. The temperature of the whole room rose. You can feel its power from a distance. There is no doubt that if you are hit by this fireball, you will die!
The fireball is very fast and can turn. It firmly locks the bald head, and the obstacles in front are all destroyed.
Seeing that the fireball was about to hit the bald head, Harold rushed up to block the bald head.
Harold stretched out his hands, made great efforts with both arms, shouted against the fireball, and a suction came out of his palm to slowly absorb the fireball.
The high temperature of the fireball could not burn Harold''s palm at all, and with the passage of time, the fireball slowly became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared directly. Harold completely absorbed the fireball!
Everyone was stunned at this scene. Even count sarik was temporarily absent-minded. He didn''t show mercy just now. He used 80% of his strength and was directly absorbed by Harold?
Harold straightened his waist, held his chest in his hands and said proudly, "I''m Lord Marcus''s chief Knight! Kryon has agreed to become lord Marcus''s subordinate and won Lord Marcus''s protection!"
"Count sarik, if you continue to attack us, it will be regarded as a provocation to Lord Marcus. Do you want to take the initiative to trigger a war conflict?"
The Lords in lukanir kingdom are generally restrained. Even if there are contradictions, they will find superior nobles to adjust and resolve them.
But if a knight granted blood power by one side is killed for no reason, it will really lead to war.
After all, every knight who shared the glory is a valuable talent with extraordinary power. After death, the power shared can not be recovered, which is equivalent to permanently losing a knight.
If you can swallow it, don''t want to continue to mix. Your knight will think that the Lord is a soft waste, and others will think you are bullied.