brother wolf

The second battle between slave gladiators simulating an army battle lasted much longer than the first.

No matter how tactical the fight between wild beasts is, it will end very quickly.

The attacks between them are fast, accurate and deadly. The bloody battles between ferocious beasts are often decided within one or two encounters. The ferocious beasts basically do not rely on external tools, and they are not as varied as human beings. skills, let alone use complex and roundabout schemes to calculate opponents.

The side of the barbarian boy won a miserable victory.

His scarred body was filled with some new wounds, but this did not hinder the vitality in his black eyes at all. He and his companions who were also scarred beside him tapped their shields with swords and halberds, singing an unknown song Barbarian songs.

The desolate and tragic song, I seem to see from this song the barbarian warriors who are fighting to the death, brandishing the sharp weapons in their hands, rushing towards the enemy selflessly, the man is so desperate that he can't return the shroud of horse leather, and die in battle Looking at the sky for the last time, the soul returns to the homeland and relatives who are deeply attached to it.

This is both a battle song and a requiem.

The few slave gladiators who were still alive on the opposite side also put down their weapons and listened quietly to these voices that seemed to penetrate the soul. Their desperate eyes gradually calmed down, as if they had finally accepted their fate peacefully.

The two teams that were originally rivals reached a strange tacit understanding and understanding. They looked at each other silently, and in each other's eyes, they saw the same pain and sadness.

Maybe it was the influence of this battle song, maybe the previous bloody battle had already satisfied the audience's desire for blood and killing, in short, this time there was no shout of "kill all".

The fighting performance tonight finally came to an end with this battle song.

We did not return to the Colosseum of Destiny, but stayed in Ferti.

Throughout the night, I heard the roar of the golden-haired lion living next door.

I knew it was looking for us with this loud roar, and I didn't want to make noise on this night when it should be quiet and restful, but its perseverance made me bow down.

After the golden retriever roared more than twenty times in a row, I finally surrendered and let out a growl in response.At the same time, the boss also howled with a much louder voice than me, and ran around the room angrily, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with the golden retriever lion who was always harassing everyone.

I stroked its fur soothingly.

I'm your brother, that's a familiar alien, and he's harboring ill intentions towards me, we don't have the same knowledge as it.

Sure enough, it became quiet immediately, and I breathed a sigh of relief. Just when I thought it was over, a lion's roar was louder than before, and the beast, which had been a little calm, started to stir up again.

I growled angrily, as a warning, let it stop being so noisy.

From the sound of the golden retriever, it can be heard that it was very excited to see me by accident.

I don't know if the golden retriever was also caught by those strange people. They should be more difficult to catch than wolves.

The golden retriever heard my dissatisfaction, and finally realized that he had caused confusion. The male slave who had already rested was woken up, and was looking here cursingly.

We communicated in low growls.

In fact, if you want to say what was really communicated, there is really nothing!This is like one kind of Western music and the other kind of Chinese classical music. Although they are both music, people who grew up in different cultural backgrounds may be able to roughly hear the beauty of music, but they want to know everything about it and deeply understand and appreciate it. The other is always extremely difficult.

This chaotic and tense night finally ended when the golden retriever lion and I roared and "chat" each other.

The next morning we had a strange visitor.

The noble boy was somehow allowed to visit the entire interior of the Colosseum—under the protection of male slaves, of course.

I heard that the male slave he asked to follow allowed him to "observe these terrible beasts" from the animal path at close range, and I faintly heard the expectation and excitement in his voice.

Under the half threat and half lure, the male slave finally agreed.

I could hear him stopping and looking at each room for a while, exclaiming and whispering from time to time, asking the male slaves the names, habits, etc. of these beasts, like a child seeing beasts for the first time.God knows, he has watched countless bloody performances in the Colosseum, at least he didn't miss most of the wolves' fight in the morning.

When he finally reached the room of the wolves, he looked at us excitedly through the fence.His hands were tightly clenched on the railing, and his eyes did not blink.

Today he didn't wear the conspicuous fuchsia robe, but a ochre-colored linen coat, honey-colored hair, light-colored eyes, and his face was not powdered according to the habit of nobles. fair and beautiful face.

He looked in front of our room for a long time, so that the male slave behind him couldn't help but began to urge him carefully, so he left here step by step, and continued to move forward.

My intuition tells me that his main purpose is us, observing beasts up close is an excuse, and staying in the rooms of other beasts is also a pretense.

I don't know why he is particularly interested in wolves.

But I think this kind of interest should not be malicious. Although this young man went to the Colosseum to watch competitive fights like other humans, I prefer to understand his behavior as a habit cultivated since he was a child. The Colosseum was a part of his environment, which had existed long before he was born, and which would continue to exist--and follow those around him, who never raised his hands in the Colosseum to cast death Judgment, on the contrary, is always a part of the rare Merciful.

In general, getting his attention is not a bad thing. He has a strong background, which may play an unexpected role in some future actions.

I lay there with my eyes squinted, the boss and the third brother were leaning against me one by one, while the black wolf king was slowly pacing back and forth in the room.

We had a head-on collision with some bears in the Colosseum the day before yesterday.

Prior to this, the male slave in charge of the preliminary preparations put a few shaggy, light brown bears in a small cage in our room, and stayed all night. Those poor little bears who were still nursing He whined and peed.

The next day we tasted the purpose of humans doing this. The bears smelled the smell of our cubs and attacked us like crazy.

As the largest bear among carnivorous animals on land, its crazy claws, thick limbs that can stand upright temporarily, strong bite force, and very thick fur that is difficult to break through the defense line have brought us a lot of trouble.

Fortunately, after so many battles, we already have the calmness and methods to deal with various emergencies. In the end, we are the ones who won.

Three days later, it was the final of the quarterly competition.The opponents are golden retriever lions and wolves.