In the evening, in a luxurious bedroom in the Badaks Manor, the owner of the Manor, Badaks was lying on a recliner. Badaks is only in his 30s this year, with a white face and no beard, and looks typical of a Latin man. At this time, a plump female slave was kneeling beside the bed, peeling grapes and feeding him. After eating a few grapes, Badaks sat up and reached into the thin Chunika clothes of the female slave, playing with a pair of huge meat balls on the female slave's chest.

Badax played for a while before he whispered to the female slave. The female slave knew how to lift the hem of his Toga robe and buried his head in. Badax closed his eyes and moaned comfortably.

While Badaks was enjoying himself, a fully armed guard came in from outside the door, turned a blind eye to the beautiful scene in the room, and spoke, "Master, he has come!"

Bardax opened his eyes, pushed the female slave's head, and signaled her to go out. After the female slave went out, the guards brought a man in a robe into the room, and then closed the door and went out. After the robe entered the door, he subconsciously stood in the shadow of the room, and even Bardax opposite him could hardly see his appearance.

"How is the situation of the Gladiator? Have you found out what you found?" Bardax glanced at the man in the robe and spoke slowly.

"Master, as you expected, your gladiators are plotting a rebellion and escaping from the Badacci Gladiator School and Pompeii. Although they did not show abnormalities during the day, they would gather together in groups of three or three every night." The man in the robe hesitated for a moment and spoke.

"This is impossible. After nightfall, they are not allowed to leave the room. The prison door will be locked. The keys are only guards and..." Badaks was halfway through, and suddenly stopped, as if he had thought of something, shouting in shock, "Nios betrayed the Bardaks family!"

"This is the only possibility, my master!" The man in the robe replied, owing his body.

"Since Neos is also involved, then the rebels are probably not what I originally imagined, just a few gladiators. Who else is the leader among them? Are the new slaves also involved?" Bardacs could no longer remain calm and walked around the room anxiously. The seriousness of the situation was far beyond his imagination.

In fact, the abnormal situation in the Gladiator School was not because the gladiators had exposed obvious flaws. The Bardax family started with training gladiators in all generations. It has been five generations and nearly a hundred years of history.

For these beast-like gladiators, Badakus is a beast trainer. His years of accumulated experience made him subconsciously notice the subtle changes in the atmosphere in the gladiator school. Then he sent a robe man to sneak into the gladiator to investigate the situation, but he did not expect that such a large hornet's nest would be poked out.

"Master, although you gave me the right to act freely, the time is too short to get close to the core personnel of the gladiators. But I believe that at least one of the two champion gladiators, Kabar and Ragsius, participated in this rebellion!" said the man with a robe carefully.

"Hmph, you don't have to be so careful. Even if you are a champion gladiator, as long as you participate in the rebellion, I will still execute him. The Badac School has never lacked champions. In addition, you also missed one person. I believe that since there is a rebellion, Artemis must be one of them. These Spartans have never regarded themselves as slaves." Badac said gritting his teeth.

The Spartan civilization is a unique military culture, advocating force, and the entire country is a large military camp. After birth, Spartan babies have to be selected, and only healthy and strong babies can survive. Spartan boys received military training since childhood and were required to obey their superiors absolutely, strengthen their courage, physical strength and cruel personality, and develop the habit of not crying, not picky about food, noisy, not afraid of darkness, and not afraid of loneliness. Every Spartan is a combat machine.

Every Spartan will make the boss of the Gladiator School hate and love. The Spartans are born excellent gladiators. Even if they have not received gladiator training, their combat skills and physical fitness are far superior to ordinary gladiators. However, the Spartans are also the most proud and self-respecting nation, and even the Romans are not taken seriously by them. There have never been any organizational Spartan warriors captured on the battlefield.

Even if they were sold as slaves, the Spartans were still rebellious and did their own way. Pain and punishment had almost zero effect on the Spartans, because even Spartan children would be whipped once during the holidays to train their obedience and patience, and punishment would only be regarded as a tempering for themselves by them.

In fact, in the Spartan regiment with less than 30 people in the Bardac Gladiator School, at least five of them had the combat strength of the champion gladiators. Among them, Omes and Chis Onis, the most powerful among them, were even stronger than Badac Gladiator Kabar and Ragsius, in the private evaluation of the Gladiators, who were even stronger than Badac Gladiator's two active champion gladiators.

However, what makes Patax headache is that the Spartan gladiators are only willing to participate in team fights, but are not willing to participate in individual fights. Coercion and temptation have no effect on the Spartans. The Spartan regiment of Patax is a team that is terrified in Pompeii. As long as they participate in the team fights, the other party's team is sentenced to death, and the death of all members is the only ending.

Whenever Pompeii starts a grand gladiator performance, the team gladiators, except for Badacs, the bosses of several other major gladiators schools have to draw lots to draw a bad guy to be a scapegoat. In Pompeii's gladiator performance, only the team gladiator of the Spartan Group is not accepted in the underground gambling house.

As soon as he heard a large number of gladiators plotting a rebellion, Patacus immediately thought of the Spartan regiment. His first thought was that Artemis would definitely lead the Spartan regiment to participate in this rebellion plan.

Two champion gladiators, chief gladiator instructor Neos, and Spartan regiment, these people almost beat all the elites of the Badac Gladiator School in one go. If Badacs now leads the army to kill them all, then the Badac family will be finished.

"Dang..." Badax swept all the fruit plates on the table to the ground in a fury, his chest undulating violently, and he was breathing heavily.

"Master!" The guards outside the door heard the movement in the room and immediately ran in and pressed the robe to the ground, pulled out the short sword and pointed it at the robe's neck.

"I'm fine, let him go!" Bardacus took a few deep breaths and waved at the guards.

"Master, Neos just reported the candidate for the evening gladiator..." The guard put away his sword and was about to go out when he suddenly remembered something and reported to Badacs immediately.

"The gladiatorial performance at night?" Patacus immediately recalled the gladiatorial performance held by the manor in the evening to entertain several Roman nobles, "The new Spartan slaves Cole and Artemis?"

"Master, about that Cole..." The man in the robe suddenly interrupted.

"Well, I understand. You're doing a good job. Go out first and continue to spy on their rebellion time and specific personnel!" Bardacs signaled the robe's men to go back.

After the man in the robe was taken away by the guards, a sharp light flashed in Badaks' eyes, and his fingers knocked on the table, "Sparta..."

(Today is busier, and it may be a little later on the evening, around 8,9 o'clock)
Chapter completed!