I am reborn as a lord in Rome

Wu Lai didn't expect that someone would greet him at the city gate, and what he didn't expect was that the person who greeted him was actually Dorjee's first butler Rod.

"Dear Lord Woolly Green, on behalf of my master, Lord Dorjee, I would like to welcome you back to Seneca City, and your return will make the sun shine brighter over Seneca City. Roder said after respectfully introducing himself.

"Your compliment is exaggerated, so I can't take it. Wu Lai said with a smile, "Please tell Lord Dorjee that yesterday was yesterday, today is today, and the future is the future."

Rhodes hesitated for a moment, then bowed: "Dear Lord Woolleylindo, Rhodes will definitely tell you the truth about your kindness, Lord Dorjee sincerely invites you to be a guest when you are free, and will be very happy to get your invitation."

"There will be a chance. After Woolley finished speaking, he waved his hand slightly, and Rhodes hurriedly got out of the way, and Nerton flicked his whip, and the carriage quickly entered the city.

After the carriage traveled some distance, Nerton couldn't help but turn around and say, "Young Master Wulai, it seems that the civil official of Dorjean is showing goodwill?" "

Yes, it can be understood as a show of favor or a temptation. When Woolley finished answering, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, and his mood suddenly became complicated. If you have a choice, Wu Lai will never be willing to meet an opponent who knows how to show weakness and how to compromise and seek perfection, and Dorjee is undoubtedly such a person, Dorjee will show weakness so decisively is what Wool Lai did not expect in advance, in his cognition, Dorjee is not a good stubble, so fast and so resolute to show weakness, it is undoubtedly a very intriguing thing, Wool Lai will not be stupid enough to take Rod's appearance as a reconciliation signal sent by Dorjee.

Even if this is the case, Woolley will not choose to stand on the same side as Dorjee, not to mention, in this Seneca city-state, the consul Anthony, and the tribune Aesop can't stand with Dorjee, and these two people who can stabilize Dorjee, one is calm and profound, and the other is upright and upright, and the good and evil are more suitable than Dorjee to be Woolai's friends, even if they are only temporary friends.

The carriage stopped in front of the temple for a short time, and it was not until Woolley had briefly paid a visit to Mikoyan that it returned to the White Rock Tower.

When Woolley jumped out of the carriage and walked towards the main building, he saw Hippo and El standing at the door of the main building to greet him.

After a few days of not seeing, El seemed to become more beautiful, but the fine linen skirt on her body was obviously narrower, and her delicate figure was wrapped in a concave and convex shape, which actually made Woolley trance for a moment.

"Young Master Wu Lai, it's been hard all the way. As Hippo and Elr bowed, they walked out of the main building.

Woolly nodded, "I want to take a bath." "Last night's bath in Pingfan Town was very improvised, which made Woolley a little dissatisfied.

"Okay, Master Woolley. Hippo's heart moved, and he subconsciously glanced at El.

At Hippo's behest, El took on the task of serving Woolley's baths, which she felt shy, worried, and somewhat expectant, but she soon developed a sense of loss, for Woolley's baths were short, and she spent most of her time frowning and pondering, noticing her almost negligibly.

For the first time, El lost faith in his beauty.

After the fatigue had been swept away in the bath, Woolley listened to Gauguin's report on the income and expenditure of the past few days and the progress of the project in the living room, and immediately nodded, and asked him to call the vulture in.

After a few moments, the vulture, still dripping with water droplets, hurried into the parlor under the leadership of Gauguin.

"What do you command, master?" said the vulture.

After waving off Gauguin, Wu Lai smiled slightly and said, "Vulture, what is your ideal?"

Vulture was stunned and quickly shook his head: "Master, I have no ideals, only missions."

"What do you think your mission is?" asked Woolley again.

"Back to my master, my previous mission was to defeat my opponents, and now my mission is to obey your commands. The vulture replied.

"I like your answer, though, this understanding of yours will affect your final achievement, well, let's not talk about that, I heard that you were a teacher at a gladiator school before you participated in the farewell match?" Woolley asked.

"Yes, master, I train new gladiators for the previous master. The vulture replied.

"I've also heard that apart from gladiatorial and farewell tournaments organized for sacrifices, celebrations, and festivals, gladiatorial tournaments at other times are actually a gamble that is very popular with the boring citizens, isn't it?" asked Woolley again.

The vulture nodded: "You are right, master, the purpose of the gladiator's existence is to earn gold and glory for the master, and every gladiator has the hope of doing this." "

How much have you earned for your master?" asked Woolley, smiling slightly.

"I heard it's 20,000 gold coins. There was a hint of pride in the vulture's eyes.

"Did he give you any reward?" Woolley frowned.

"Six days of vacation, a good diet, and ......" the vulture pursed her lips suddenly.

"And Puya's sister, right?" Woolley's inquiry surprised the vulture, but he quickly nodded and said, "She's also a female gladiator. "

Another love story of joys and sorrows. Wu Lai sighed in his heart, and asked with a smile: "Vulture, I know that according to the rules of the Assyrian gladiatorial competition, the gladiators who are sold in the farewell tournament are equivalent to losing the qualification to participate in the gladiatorial competition, but the reason why I fancy you is precisely your gladiatorial skills, you give me an idea, how can I recover the gold coins I paid for you in the fastest time?"

If the master thinks it is possible, I can build a gladiator school for my master, and teach all the gladiatorial skills I have mastered to the gladiators recruited by the master.

Woolley laughed, laughing and waving his hand: " No, no, vulture, I'm just kidding, I don't need to rely on gladiators to make money, and I don't think buying you for a thousand gold coins is a deal, I bought you because I need talent like you, your rich combat experience, your loyalty are what I need most, and because of the limitations, after you have realized the value I expected of you, I can only give you freedom and a sum of money to make you a rich commoner, but please believe me, I expect to give you more than the code prescribes. The

vulture was suddenly moved, and then he curtscurtsied again: "Thank you, master, in fact, I am very lucky to meet my master."

"Let's wait for the world to change, and maybe one day, what I say will come true." Woolley waved his hand to signal the vultures to stand up," In the past few months, there have been 390 child slaves working in my white stone building, but it is not so much a job, but a short selection of them that I conducted, half a month ago, the results of this selection have already come out, there are 225 child slaves who meet my primary selection requirements, from tomorrow, I need you to train them, train their physical fitness and simple fighting skills, I will give you two years, in these two years, you have to lay a good foundation for their bodies, you have to instill the concept of loyalty to me, after two years, I want to see them strong at the same time, they can be as loyal as you。 "

I'll do it, master. The vulture said.

"How to train, listen to you, disobey, you punish yourself, the materials you need, I am all satisfied, Puya, will become your assistant, if you have difficulties, don't hide it, say it all, what I want is a perfect result, and I don't expect that in two years, you can train the two hundred and twenty-five child slaves I handed over to you until everyone meets the requirements, but I believe that what you finally return back is definitely the best." Woolly said categorically.

"Listen to you, my master. The vulture nodded heavily.

A satisfied smile appeared on Woolley's face, and in an instant, he summoned Gauguin, who was waiting outside the door, to enter. The vulture noticed that Gauguin was holding a long wooden box in his hand.

"Give it to him. Woolley pointed at the vulture, and Gauguin hesitated a little before handing the long wooden box to the vulture.

"Open it, vulture. Woolley said with a smile.

When the vulture opened the lid of the box, his gaze froze instantly. Inside the box was a long sword, the body of the sword was dark, the blade shone with a silvery white light, and the bronze gauntlet was engraved with a pigeon in its wings, exquisite, elegant, but murderous.

"I've only made seven of these swords, and I've used up all the rare materials at the core, so I'm not sure if there's an eighth. Woolley smiled and said, "Vulture, today, I give you this sword, and at the same time I give you the task of this sword, and from this day forward, you will slash anyone who tries to stop me in my way, do you understand?"

The vulture's heart was shocked, and he immediately fell to his knees, and he had just been bought to gain such trust and reuse, which was unthinkable before today.

"Please give this sword a name!" said the vulture, bowing its head and pleading, after a slight hesitation.

"Good advice. Woolley nodded, pondered for a moment, and then continued, "Then call it 'ruthless.'"

""Thank you hosts. The vulture gently closed the lid.

After dinner, Vulture and Puya, who had enjoyed the taste of "hot pot" for the first time, appeared in the child slave shack at the construction site, and Puya, who was holding the roster, gathered the child slaves who had been selected long ago into an open field, and Wu Lai had been waiting there for a long time.

Under the light of the torches, Woolley's eyes burned.

"Do you know who I am?" he asked aloud.

"Master!" the child slaves replied in a voice that was not loud or unheard.

Woolley frowned, raising his voice again to repeat the question. This time, the child slaves' neat answers finally satisfied him. Then, with a slight smile, he said, "Do you know why you were picked?"

the child slaves shook their heads.

Woolley continued: "That's because you have been chosen by me, Woolley Greenor, your master! In the past few months, none of you present have been lazy, but have seriously sweated and shed blood for the standing of the White Stone Building, and your loyalty and diligence have won my favor and expectations, and I am willing to give you a different life, which can bring hope to your future!" Some citizens say, I don't care what others say about me, I just care, what I can bring to the world, what I can bring to you, what I want to see, absolutely different, you, this 'different' as I call it, see this saber warrior standing next to me? His name is Vulture, from now on, he is the teacher of all of you, and he will turn you into brave and strong people!".

After raising his right arm high, Woolley was disappointed to see the dazed and confused faces of the more than 200 child slaves, and without waiting for cheers and applause, he shook his head helplessly, took out a booklet from his arms and threw it to Puya, and then nodded to the vulture: "I'll leave it to you." After saying that, he shook his head and walked in the direction of the main building.

After staying away from everyone, Gauguin approached Woolley's side and whispered: "Young Master Woolley, they are all ignorant children, don't be angry." "

Am I angry?" Woolley's cheeks turned red involuntarily after he finished asking, and in order not to let Gauguin see it, he stopped and turned around, and looked at the vulture's location.

"I wonder if the vultures can handle this group of children who can't understand the speech?" Woolley muttered to himself.

In Woolley's gaze, the vulture with his back to him drew his sword expressionlessly, and then, diagonally, pointed diagonally at the night sky.

"This is the sword that the master gave me, and the master said, disobedient children, die!" The vulture's expression suddenly became serious, and more than 200 child slaves immediately felt his compelling momentum, and subconsciously took a step back.

"From now on, I am your teacher, in order to make you grow up to be the person your master needs, I will not show mercy to you because you are still children, if you are disobedient, complaining, or lazy and slippery, I will whip you with thorns, smack!" said the vulture with a cold face.

Many of the child slaves cowered their necks.

"Obedient, not bitter, not lazy, enough bread! Enough jerky to eat! Sleep on a bed with a mattress! Do you hear?" asked the vulture in a loud voice.

"I hear you!" replied the child slaves, glancing at the vulture's sword.

"Obedient, don't complain, don't be lazy, train with me tomorrow, don't have to work anymore, okay?!" the vulture asked loudly.

"Good!" the child slaves replied an octave, and there was a little more excitement and joy in their voices.

"What should I do if I want to eat bread, if I want to eat jerky, if I want to sleep comfortably in a bed, if I want to work? Answer me out loud?!" shouted the vulture.

"Be obedient, don't complain, don't be lazy!" replied the child slaves shouting.

Puya smiled slightly, and couldn't help but glance at the vulture.

Not far away, Woolley shook his head and muttered as he walked in the direction of the main building, "These bear children, is bread and jerky more tempting than hope? "