Love Taker [Quick Transmigration]

No matter what kind of powerful enemy you face, you will never be afraid.

A knight who puts ice and snow on his chest, sings praises of glory and brilliance, and wears flowers as his emblem.

As if never knowing death, the heroic knights who followed him conquered the territory with their iron cavalry.And the one who led all the banners and Canran ahead, with cold eyes, galloping across the blood-stained battlefield——

Rose of the North.

"Lanos?"

He opened his eyes.

The breeze blowing against the cheeks also blows the grass leaves on the vast grassland, driving the grass all over the mountains to shake with the wind, and the whole world echoes with the sound of rustling.

He sat up from the grass at half a person's height, and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

"Lanos? Are you awake? The Duke...is back."

——He seems to be used to waiting since he was a child.

"Lanos, wait for my return."

Every time my father left the castle on the northern border, went to the distant imperial capital, met the emperor, or went to the battlefield, he would always say this to him.

He was so obedient, and whenever the time agreed with his father came, he patiently fell asleep in the prairie outside the castle, feeling the grass blades blowing his cheeks, and listening to the sound of rushing water from the moat.

Father often can't come back at the agreed time, and he can wait quietly.

Watching all day long, until he heard the trampling horseshoes gradually galloping from the other side of the grassland, he would turn over from the grass and run towards the front of the horses.

"Did you wait for me well?" When the man bent down to pick him up, he would definitely ask, "Did you, Lanaos?"

But this time until the servant came to inform him, he didn't hear anything.

All the colorful decorations in the castle were taken off, only the gray and white family flag still covered the city wall.He felt the cold flame lightly touching his skin, as if it had already kissed the snow on his cheek in early autumn in the northern region.

The people were all silent, even the servants had sad faces and wore black veils.

There was a huge black wooden box at the entrance, and he heard people say, your father is in there.

But why lie in that cold black wooden box?Come out, father, I want to show you my pony that you gave me on my name day.It has grown up, although it is not big enough, but one day it will grow into a mighty horse like your galloping horse, at that time, I can go to war with you.

"Lanos?"

The man behind him patted him on the shoulder, and when he turned around in a dazed and sad manner, he half-knelt down, stretched out his hand, and solemnly put a gray-white rose flower medal on his chest.

"You have to grow up and take on this family." The words that the man said gently, he realized after many years that they were curse-like words, "You must become the rose of this northern border."

Lanos remembered the sight.

In the hasty and indifferent glance at that time, the boy standing among the blooming flowers in the courtyard.

The lonely figure, the silent eyes, the black eyes that became bright as if they were lit by the stars in just a moment of staring at each other——

Then he recalled the reason why he would ask the emperor to help such a stranger who met by chance to help him recover from his illegitimate son.

Although their life experiences and backgrounds are completely different, the look in the boy's eyes at that moment made him seem to see the lonely and stubborn boy from the north in the past.

They are all equally helpless.

——I can only save myself by myself.

……

"He just had a high fever."

The pastor who came over for treatment said to Ivan soothingly, and used this to hide his surprise at a master who would let a lowly slave sleep on the master's bed, as well as his thoughtful ambiguous guess, "As long as you take good care of yourself, you will be fine." good."

Ivan sent the pastor away, walked along his garden, and returned to the bedroom again.

In the sudden explosion that day, apart from them who jumped into the pool in time, the nobles and knights who remained in the hall suffered heavy casualties.

Even the powerful first-class knights, in the sudden change, it is too late to use the sword energy to deal with the defense, let alone the nobles whose physical fitness is much worse than ordinary people to some extent.

No one has been able to ascertain the real culprit of the explosion.It's just that both the Holy See and the royal family hastily adjusted the distribution of power amid heavy casualties, and seized the time to fight and cannibalize each other.

So there were only those black eyes that controlled everything, coldly observing the unpredictable changes in the power field in the dark, tapping his own pieces on the chessboard lightly.

The man lying on the luxurious plush blanket is naked.Even when he was unconscious, he still frowned, with a cold and solemn expression.

Ivan walked to the bed and touched his skin lightly with his fingers.

It was originally covered with all kinds of scars received as a gladiator, but now it suddenly disappeared miraculously, leaving only the wheat-colored skin and flesh, clean and strong, full of masculine strength and beauty.

He approached, brought his warm breath close to the opponent's chest, and as his fingers slid gently on the abdomen, he noticed that the body below him suddenly became short of breath and calm when he was trying to suppress it, so he couldn't help smiling slightly. Pretend not to notice anything.

He let go of his hand, sat down, and stared deeply at the man who was clearly awake but still pretending to be unconscious.

"What should I do with you, Lanos?"

The boy whispered melancholy.

The man's eyelashes visibly trembled slightly, but he still didn't do anything.

"You lied to me, you fooled me, you saved me. You were high above me, cast cold eyes on me, regarded me like dust, but knelt at my feet, weaving lies for me."

The young man has already noticed——

his true identity.

Ahai Yuta, or rather, Lanos thought to himself.

He was not surprised by this incident in his heart. When the curse that sealed his power was lifted in the nick of time in the pool, Lan Aus used his past ability to prepare himself for being recognized. out of consciousness.

But he really didn't expect that he could still wake up.

When he blindly handed over all his defenses to the opponent and allowed himself to fall into the water, he was prepared to die.

It is really stupid to be willing to die when you clearly have no time for revenge in the future.

But at this moment, he could still hear the voice of the young man who was not weak but still arrogant, but it made him feel a little bit of despicable joy that made him feel sad.At the same time, I felt heavy because I had to open my eyes to face this fate.

Ivan was silent for a moment, but he still turned around, grabbed the water basin just brought by the servant next to him, slightly twisted off the excess water on the towel, and gently wiped the expensive towel on the other person's body, feeling the high temperature caused by the fever. And the hot body shivered slightly under the towel soaked in warm water.

Not long after the tragedy that shocked the whole country happened, Ivan was concerned about Lan Aosi's identity, and he could no longer let other servants get too close to him, so as to discover the other party's true identity.

What's more, the current situation can be said to be the best time to have a close relationship with the recipient.

His towel was just gently wiping his chest at first, but as the wiping area went down, Lan Aosi's breathing became more and more heavy. Seeing that something embarrassing was about to happen, he finally couldn't restrain himself and reached out to hold it. Ivan's wrist.

The boy showed a look of panic for a moment, and stared blankly at his ice blue eyes.

Then, recalling something, Ivan's expression became cold, and he looked at him emotionlessly: "Your Excellency, you are awake."

"...Master." When he spoke, he realized that his voice had become hoarse.

"My slave is Ahai Yuta, an ordinary person from the arena, not you." The other party did not accept his title, "You are too noble, please don't call me that."

He didn't want to see such a thing happen, obviously... as the Rose of the North, Lan Aosi absolutely didn't want to be anyone's slave.

But at this moment when the young man showed such a cold and tired expression, he wanted to touch the other's hand in a complicated way, wanting to feel his existence.

"You think I lied to you?" He said hoarsely, "I was framed by the royal family, I was cursed, and then thrown into the beast tide, I almost died, how long have I wandered for revenge, to observe who Reliable. Until I was captured by the gladiators and made a slave—and then you came, Ivan Vandagar, you bought me, forced a slave contract with me, and now you think it's all mine wrong?"

It wasn't until the voice fell that he suddenly realized that he shouldn't have spoken in such a sharp tone.

During the period of serving, or taking care of, Lan Oss has fully realized how this contemptuous and rebellious aristocratic boy is essentially such a lazy boy who even asks for sweets when he comes to his mouth, and at the same time, he is too childish people.

His good and evil are all based on his own standards, and he is very unwilling to accept the command of others.If you accuse the other party of their faults so bluntly, it will arouse the other party's anger instead.

but,

looking into his eyes now,

But full of sadness.

"So don't you know, can't you see it, Ranos."

The young man spoke word by word.

"I fell in love with the slave Ahai Yuta."

"Laugh at an arrogant nobleman who falls in love with his slave."

Because he got the unexpected answer, Lan Aosi opened his eyes wide in astonishment, and scanned the other person's face almost in a panic, trying to see the meaning of malicious ridicule from the handsome face that is used to deceit and casual jokes .

But no, it was clearly as if it had been torn apart, but it still held on to the cold and stubborn face, which he could not care about before, but now it made him feel resentful——

Hate myself.

"Why..." The voice was jerky.

"I bought you when I first met, of course, because you gave me a feeling that was too similar to Lanos. Then I gradually started to care about your clumsiness and the tenderness in your eyes. I am in pain, I I don’t know if I fell in love with the shadow of Lansi, whom I cared about because of my obsession, or if it belonged to that humble but strong slave—”

"Until I know your real identity."

"I thought about it for a long time. Then I realized that the one I really love is the one who will kneel down and call to me in the garden, and hold me in his arms when I open my eyes. I love you, Ahai Yuta, but not now."

Lan Os found it hard to accept: "Why, I didn't betray you..."

"What do you think?"

The boy's words were cold, "Don't you want to use me?"

……certainly.

Although the slave contract did exist, the reason why Lan Aus never tried to escape was because of Ivan.

Although he always refused to believe it, in fact, he had already noticed the boy's growing attachment to him.

The revealed ambitions of one of the richest families in the empire, magicians.

——For his revenge, these are all available tools.

He clearly knew that the other party was so proud and stubborn that he couldn't tolerate any deceit in the relationship, but he still took advantage of him.

But I saved you.

Lanos thought to himself.

... At that time, I obviously thought I was going to die, but I saved you because I wanted to see you alive.

Why don't you believe me?

Evan, my master, why don't you believe me?

Some extremely complicated grievances welled up in his heart, but he was used to responsibility and a cold and firm will since he was a child, but let the tough and proud Beizhi Qiangwei speak out his inner words.

He could only keep silent, keep his mouth shut, and taste his own pain in his heart independently.

Ivan looked at him silently for a long time, and said: "I have been observing the power layout of the empire. Similarly, I also know who is still loyal to you. Take the list, leave here, and go for revenge. You got what you wanted , I take this as compensation for humiliating you."

Lanos looked at him in astonishment.

"The contract is over, let's go, Lanos."

"—I don't see you anymore."

The author has something to say: This world is HE~

☆. The sixth command to tame the rose

Lanos never trusted anyone.

The experience in his youth made him used to taking care of everything by himself, and the strength of Beizhi Qiangwei also proved that he is fully capable of doing whatever he wants to do.

Glorious Rose of the North.The world is familiar with looking up to him, and his subordinates are used to relying on him and obeying him, so Lanos himself has also become accustomed to being on a high ground, glancing at everything below him indifferently.

However, such a man suffered betrayal, fell to the bottom of his life, became the most humble slave, and became a gladiator who fought with his life for fun.

At that time, the only one who pulled him out of the ditch of hell where he could die at any time was the delicate and proud noble young master.

If this is the case, the condescending slave contract may still breed hatred.After all, they are not born with shaking S, and few people like the humiliation of being trained and oppressed.

——What's more, for the proud Rose of the North, the pain is even more intense.

But the young master fell in love with him, fell in love with the slave Ahai Yuta.

Even though he was such a frivolous and arrogant guy, he humbled his own heart, filled with sincerity, and entrusted his love to his slave.

It's just his pride, or in other words, arrogance, which prevented the proud young master from speaking out, and when the concealed truth was exposed, it made all this even more irreparable.Yiwen took the initiative to cut off the contact and pushed his former slave away, so fast that the other party couldn't react at all.

But Lanos will be back.

Evan knew that no matter what drove him, he would come back.

Love is silent and unspeakable, it is continuous forbearance, it is chasing illusion, and illusion itself is desire.

——Now, the initiative is in his hands.

"Ivan?" The noble beside him looked at him and asked curiously, "What are you laughing at?"

"No, it's nothing." The noble young master replied, pointing to the arena below, where the slaves stood everywhere, looking vigilantly at the competitors around him, and said, "The contestants who saw this white lily fight Is it? They all look strong."

The noble looked down and nodded.

The White Lily Fight is a grand event of the empire. Although it has the name of promoting the glory of the empire in name, it is actually a dirty arena where blood and violence make people's blood boil.

After the explosion that shocked the whole country, the royal family had no choice but to advance the three-year grand event in order to divert the attention of the people and nobles under the desperate situation of being unable to find the murderer.

Although these gladiators below are nominally the brave men chosen by the empire, they are actually slaves who climbed up at the cost of killing their own kind in the selection process. They were promised that once they won, they would be free.

But there will only be one winner, and the vast majority of people will surely fall on this bloody sand today.

"Who are you going to suppress?" asked the person next to him.

Ivan's lazy eyes circled around among the slaves, and then casually pointed his finger in the left direction: "That's it."

"The guy who only wears civilian clothes?"

After the nobleman was surprised, he was funny, "He has no defensive armor, but he wears a helmet. He is a waste who dare not even show his face. Although he looks strong, his limbs are too fragile. You saw the blood butcher Is it? He's looking at that piece of shit, his arms are thicker than that guy's thighs, and I'm sure Bloodbutcher will wring his neck off as soon as the game starts."

"Who knows?" Ivan said vaguely, and then smiled, "I would rather put the entire family's wealth on his victory, and then believe that I will make a lot of money."

His tone was meaningful.

The arena echoed with people's laughter, singing, and prayers.

The first item is the dancers dancing.The musicians rang the bells and squeezed the airbags to make strange tunes, and the singers sang ancient love songs in obscure languages.The wine surged - full-bodied, luscious aged and dreamy wines, flavored with exotic spices, all belied the blood that was about to begin.

Standing on the sand, the gladiator covering his face in the arena has been gazing in a fixed direction, so that when the lazily smiling nobleman on the high place pointed his finger at him and tilted his head to say something to the people around him , His body couldn't help stiffening, and he hurriedly looked away.

Lan Os didn't know if Ivan recognized him, but even if he recognized him, I'm afraid he would only cast cold and indifferent eyes.

It's ridiculous.After wandering the streets of the city all night, he returned to the arena.

The hatred that obviously wants revenge has tortured him for countless nights, but compared with the boy's cold expression, which seemed to melt the ice in his eyes at any time and turn into drops of water, Lan Aosi's consciousness was almost depressed. All this meant nothing to him.

He wants to get back to him.

I wanted to see his dazed but gentle expression when he just woke up, to see his slave giggling outside the window when he was in a hurry to cook, to see him sitting in the garden, staring at the flowers not far away, whatever That inexplicably lonely expression when the fragrant breeze blows over his cheeks.

I want to be close to him, I want to be able to hold his hand and hold him in my arms even though my status is humble.

Only knelt down to him, watching him purse his lips and smile.

But the proud and stubborn young master would not see him. After thinking hard, the former Beizhi Qiangwei could only think of such a way.

The White Lily Fight is a grand event of the empire, no matter how much he hated slavery in the past, he would never refuse to attend.

Then Yiwen will definitely appear here.

The slave who wins this gladiatorial battle is granted a wish of his own accord.Liberty, wealth, women -- as long as it's not insanely insane.

He wants to win the highest and humble glory under the eyes of everyone, and then put forward the wish that is both humble and arrogant.

—— "Please make me your slave again."

Lanos still remembered when he first returned to the arena.

The person in charge of the recruitment was used to the civilians whose families had been ruined who sold themselves as slaves for that little wealth, but when he said in a deep voice that he wanted to participate in the Bai Lily fight, the other party quickly recognized that he had been in the arena in the past Gladiator of all time.

"Sapphire? Is that you?" The other party looked at him in astonishment, "I remember a nobleman bought you, and you want to become a gladiator slave again?" He hesitated for a moment, "Um, can I call you Sapphire?"

A cold and weird smile appeared on his face, which was still not used to smiling at strangers: "Give me a sword, and you can call me whatever you want."

This kind of smile made the other party shrink back subconsciously, realizing something: "You...he drove you away..."

"I'm back. Just call me an idiot."

An idiot who fell in love.

Ivan looked at the slaves who quickly started fighting with the sound of the horn.

Blood was splashed on the sand, which quickly aroused the frenzy of the people present.Both nobles and commoners shouted loudly that they bet on slaves.The armored slave cut down the defenseless man, and the next moment he was pierced by the javelin behind him, and the body holding the sword hilt was nailed to the ground, and the murderer was soon torn apart with his bare hands.

The bloody and heartless sight made him frown in disgust.No matter how many times he watched it, Ivan still couldn't get used to the slave gladiatorial system in this country.

He could only put his eyes on the disguised Lan Os, and noticed that the other party's body stiffened for a moment after feeling his gaze.

Really sharp...

Also, at that dangerous time, Lan Os had already broken the seal and recovered his own strength, and the strength of North Rose was even worse than his reputation. In terms of fighting skills alone, the entire continent It is difficult to have his enemy.It is not surprising to have such keen insight.

But Lanos, who was flustered because he noticed Ivan's gaze, didn't notice another slave who was sneaking up behind him.With a muffled groan, he clutched his side, and saw that the murderous and crazy slave was withdrawing the hilt of the sword that stabbed him, shouting loudly, wanting to launch the next attack.

Blood flowed from his fingers covering the wound. If Lanaos hadn't noticed it in time, the wound would have torn his abdomen and disemboweled him.

Seeing this scene, the delicate and beautiful nobleman in the distance frowned and looked away carelessly.

Lanos restrained his complicated mood, regained his usual calmness, and quickly dealt with his opponent.

Even without using the sword energy that should not belong to a slave, that ruthless gladiator quickly eliminated one opponent after another with only his fighting skills.

Although the onlookers were dissatisfied with the non-bloody action, as Lan Os was invincible on the battlefield, he fell into the frenzy for power again and shouted his name loudly.

"He is very powerful." The nobleman beside him praised.

Ivan nodded, and glanced coldly towards the fence next to the arena. As the battle gradually came to an end, it seemed that those guys were going to release something from it again.

A boring repertoire.

It's just the despair of wanting to see the slave who thought he could finally be free, being strangled by wild beasts at the last moment. Hope slipped to tragic shattering in an instant, maybe it can add some interesting spices to the boring nobles. .

It is absurd that even such a thing, which is clearly a disgrace to all honors, should be boasted as the honor bestowed by God on the lowly slaves.

However, when the three-headed, two-person-tall giant python quickly crawled out from the open fence spouting foul-smelling air, Lanos just glanced back and stabbed the knife in front of him. The ugly, hate-faced strong man held his chest, and then snatched the gun from the opponent's dead hand.

Turning around, following the thrown spear, amidst the python's roar and painful neighing, the spear pierced through the eyes of the ferocious beast, firmly nailing the python to the ground.

The foul-smelling green blood gushed out from the wounded snake's eye, splashing out like running water, pouring violently onto the sandy ground, making a sizzling sound on the hot ground, and a frightening white mist came out.

But it finally stopped struggling and died.

After a moment of silence, the audience burst into cheers like a wave.

"I won." Ivan turned his head and smiled at the noble who was also excited about the wonderful battle and shouted loudly, "He will definitely win."

The man admired him very much: "It seems that you can see his strength at a glance."

Ivan touched his chin, thought for a while, and replied seriously: "How should I put it, after all, love is magic."

Seeing the blank expression on the other side's face, Ivan smiled without explaining.

According to tradition, a badge of white lilies made of gold and silver will be awarded to the victor this time, and at the same time, a bouquet of lilies, still dripping with water, will be presented to him.

The immaculate whiteness was contrasted with the blood-stained hands. Lanos stood on the sand with lilies in his hands, quietly watching the crowd cheering his victory.

It was ironic that the same people were shouting for a humble slave who had killed others and survived, as if cheering for the strongest knight who led the army and radiated glory when he returned triumphantly in the past.

According to tradition, the winner of the duel was supposed to go to the special seats where the royals were seated, kneel before them, thank them and make their request.

—Liberty, glory, wives and daughters, money.

Then the royal family will give this wish alms with a slight nod of their noble and reserved heads.

However, Lan Aosi bypassed the seats exclusively reserved for the royal family. Instead, he boarded the auditorium and walked step by step to Ivan's seat in front of everyone's eyes.

Although people already sensed that something was wrong, when Lan Os placed the white lily, which represented honor and glory but was stolen by blood, on the noble boy's lap, the boiling cheers suddenly froze.

Under Ivan's watchful eyes, he knelt down on his knees, then raised his head, and calmly met the other's dark eyes.

Then, on Ivan's lap, the delicate white lily exuded a soft light, and finally turned into a bunch of frosty and beautiful frost roses.

Ivan raised his eyebrows, watching this wonderful magic.

"I will give you all my honor, and I will put my sword and my life at your feet," Lanos said in a low voice, "I swear by the name of the goddess Minerva, or you are my god , may God’s oath never change, and may the contract between us also remain unchanged. How I served you in the past will remain the same for the rest of my life.”

He was the boy's slave at first, and later the other's pet.

Now I want to become a knight, and even go further——

My master, my beloved.

"Sun, Moon, Warrior, Goddess, and Stars, I swear by the five most solemn of the heavens, I will be your sword and protect your shield, I will be your slave, and I will be your hero on the battlefield." I will serve you together with you on the bed, and fulfill all your wishes, from now until the end."

Lan Os was silent for a moment, then raised his head, stared into Ivan's eyes, and said very firmly: "I love you, Ivan Vandagar."

...This guy is still like this.

Ivan raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

Even though he is kneeling at the feet of others, his posture is still frank and almost arrogant—even the submission is frank and proud.

If it wasn't for the fact that Lan Aosi's eyes kept flickering when he met him, and he tried hard to restrain himself from looking away, he really thought that the Rose of the North he respected had nothing to fear.

"Who are you?" He asked in a quiet voice, keeping his composure.

Is it the slave Ahai Yuta, or the rose in the north?

Lan Osborn thought that offering roses on the other party's knee was already representing his heart, but he couldn't help showing a bit of embarrassment when he was so aggressively oppressed.

Now they are under the eyes of everyone after all, and he can't reveal his identity yet——

but,

"North of me..."

The opened and closed lips were covered by a finger, Lan Os stared blankly at the face getting closer and closer in front of him, and then the fingers attached to his lips were removed until another kind of warmth and softness was attached.

"I accept your oath."

Warm breaths staggered.

☆. The seventh command to tame the rose

Lan Aus knew very well that the seemingly arrogant and domineering young nobleman was actually a dangerous character.

The concealment of his magical ability, as well as his political calculations and ambitions, all show that this frivolous young master will never be willing to stay in the current embarrassing state where he doesn't even have a title.

If he had maintained his status as a knight of the empire and maintained his loyalty to the royal family before becoming a slave, he would probably be wary of and hostile to such a character.

But it's different now.Now that he has sworn loyalty and love to the other party, he abandons the past and becomes a sword and shield that only exists for teenagers.For Lan Aus, as long as the boy's will is there, he can point his sword wherever he wants.

However, when Ivan calmly said to him, "The guests who come at night should not be seen by anyone", Lan Os, who followed his words to receive the late-night guests, opened the door and saw the mysterious man standing outside. The visitor, still completely unexpected, was stunned.

But the other party looked even more astonished than him: "Lanos?"

"...Call me Ahai Yuta."

Although very shocked, Lan Os still realized that at this time when he couldn't figure out the situation, he had to warn the other party to say the concealed name.

He guided the young man who was wearing a hooded long coat but couldn't conceal the holy aura on his body to the back room, ignoring the uneasy peeping of the people behind him.

"--Owner."

Wearing a soft pajamas, the boy who should have fallen asleep in the middle of the night was standing by the window, plucking the soft rose petals blooming on the window sill, and when he heard the voice of Lan Aosi, he turned around and nodded, and said calmly : "His Royal Highness Son."

There are three Holy Sons in the Holy See, only one of them can become Pope.

Under the circumstances that the current pope looks noble on the surface, but in fact colludes with the royal family, selling so-called indulgences to the common people of the empire to make huge profits, and the other two holy sons are also extravagant. It took a long time to cast an olive branch to the youngest son of the Holy See in front of him.

Clever, sensitive, gentle, admired and loved by the people—

The only regret is that he was not of noble origin.

But for Ivan, it is the best advantage.

According to the current situation of the empire, no matter how popular the other party is, as long as he is not of noble origin, he still cannot inherit the position of Pope.Although the subordinates of the Holy Son expressed their resentment towards the other party, the gentle and gentle Holy Son still smiled and comforted him, saying that he had no interest in the Pope's position.

However, Yiwen saw his ambition and unwillingness hidden under his indifferent appearance, and quickly hooked up with the other party.

In a world where theocracy is ultimately pervasive, having such an ally serves his purposes well.

But even though he usually hides his fierce ambitions with gentleness, the Holy Son obviously has an expression of being unable to handle the situation in front of him.

Seeing him like that, Ivan smiled amusedly, and said to Lan Aosi: "Bring the afternoon tea here, ah, I want to eat chocolate blueberry pie, remember you made it, do you have any leftover in the morning?"

"Yes, there are three more, master." Lan Aus thought for a while and replied.

"Bring it to me."

Lanos looked at the Holy Son with a little vigilance, then glanced at Ivan's expression, and finally left.

Seeing him walk out of the room, the Holy Son finally couldn't restrain himself: "Hey, Yiwen, he..."

"Didn't you recognize him?" Ivan smiled slightly.

Although Lanos used a special method to hide his appearance, for the existence of the Holy Son and the Pope who have special insight, as long as they look carefully, they can detect the problems.

It’s just that these revered figures in the past were concerned about the sanctity of the Holy See, and they would never go to a dirty and bloody place like the arena, nor would they pay close attention to the appearance of lowly slaves.

"It's because I recognized him! The Rose of the North...he," the Holy Son considered his words, "he called you master. I heard that Lan Aus was dead, but now he appears here, Is he the gladiator slave?"

He inadvertently revealed his concern for his allies, "I heard that a slave won the crown in the white lily fight, and pledged his allegiance to you under the eyes of everyone, and asked to become your personal slave."

"He was feared by the royal family for his achievements, so he was dealt with. But he didn't die, anyway, he's back now. As long as Lanus is determined to avenge them, we have common interests." Yiwen replied, "But what you said Yes, he is indeed my slave."

Ivan caught a glimpse of Lan Aus coming in with a tray with teacups and dinner plates, and under the bewildered gaze of the Holy Son, he waved his hand to signal him to approach.

He sat on the seat and patted his thigh lightly.

Lan Aus understood his master's meaning very well, glanced at the Son of God with a blank expression, and knelt down with his knees touching the ground.

"Touch my hand, Lanos."

The other party did carry out his order.

"for