The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

Late at night.

The nightlife in the imperial capital belongs to the rich.

The carriages left the palace one by one, and then went to the various baths.

Overnight, the news of the return of the son of His Royal Highness Prince Giannini spread throughout the imperial capital.

Early the next morning, countless messengers on fast horses rushed out as soon as the city gates opened.

Charles chatted with Queen Roland late last night, and a maid asked him to go to the dining room to have breakfast with His Majesty the Emperor early this morning.

At breakfast, Charles reiterated his "experience" over the years:

"When I was eight years old, the day after my house caught fire, I kept running out, and finally fainted from hunger on the road. A passing caravan rescued me."

"At that time, I was too young to work. The caravan passed me through a village and gave me to an old couple of shepherds who had no descendants for adoption."

"My adoptive parents are very kind to me. My adoptive father taught me a lot of martial arts, and my adoptive mother taught me to read."

"Afterwards, they all died, and I came out to wander."

"After going over a few mountains, I saw a boat by the river and asked them to take me for a ride."

"I didn't expect it to be a robber ship. They wanted to lock me up and sell me as a slave while I was sleeping, so I fought them."

"At that time, the torches on the boat were accidentally knocked over, and the whole boat was quickly set on fire. My clothes also caught fire, so I took off my clothes and jumped into the river with the oar to escape."

"At that time, I didn't dare to go ashore, so I floated in the river for two days until I was too hungry to go ashore. That's when I met the convoy of the gladiatorial arena."

Emperor Friedkin nodded slightly and asked again, "What are your adoptive parents' names?"

Charles replied, "My adoptive father is Merlin, and my adoptive mother is Vivian."

Emperor Friedkin thought about it for a while, but he had never heard of it, but during the rebellion, there were many traitors who went into incognito after failing to escape, and I am afraid they were one of them.

He asked Charles again: "What do you want to do next?"

Charles said as a matter of course: "First go back to the arena and make money for yesterday's exhibition match with Mr. Hozenproz. I promised him the day before yesterday to prepare a performance for the arena's opening ceremony of the Harvest Festival."

"Then go to Rona. The bow she made needs to be remodeled. I want to tell her."

"And Brother Borja of the Nineteenth Legion. He used to be a gladiator. He was the one who messed up the farewell match. He gave me a house before he left."

"I don't think Lord Hozenproz dares me to live in the arena anymore. I'm going to move there, so I'm going to buy a slave."

"Then I'm going to terminate the contract with those sponsors. I can't be a gladiator anymore, so the previous contract can only be cancelled."

"The last thing is to find a new job. I don't know if painting can make money."

After he finished talking about his next plan, he found that His Majesty the Emperor was staring at him dumbfounded.

"Are you looking for a job?" Emperor Friedkin laughed as if he had heard some extremely funny joke.

"Yeah." Charles said calmly, "When I was very young, my father said that if you don't work, you can't eat. There are many problems in this world. Some people can eat more than others without working, and dress better than others. It's caused by others."

After he finished speaking, he found that the eyes of His Majesty the Emperor were glistening with tears, and he wondered if Prince Giannini had said such a thing before?

His Majesty the Emperor beckoned, and a squire came over and left after getting the order. After a while, he came over with a silk bag and placed it in front of Charles.

"You can use this money. If it's not enough, come back and ask me for it." He said to Charles, "Is there anything else I can help with?"

Charles said a little embarrassedly: "I want to go to the Imperial Library, I don't know if I can go in."

The emperor smiled kindly, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Go ahead, no one will stop you."

Charles smiled happily.

After breakfast, Charles left the palace with the money bag.

Emperor Friedkin had been sitting in the dining room thinking about things, no one bothered him.

It didn't take long for Queen Roland to come and sat quietly beside her without speaking.

Political things, Charles can think of, the emperor and the queen can also think of.

The emperor said suddenly: "Do you know what was found in Charles' room?"

The queen shook her head.

The emperor sighed and said, "The first thing he did after he got the money was to find someone to buy some history books by Polimeni."

"These books were bought the day before yesterday, and he read the first ten pages, marked with charcoal."

"Polimeny looked at the book he marked and said the place where it was marked was the most important content."

Having said this, he sighed deeply again, and then said: "I have a few more years to live, let's take a look first, everyone decided to take a look first."

Now everyone doesn't know what kind of person this Charles is, so he will not bet for a while and wait for a while.

Charles didn't care about this kind of thing, and he was happy that these people kept watching.

He was back in the arena now, and the shivering Master Hozenproz settled with him the payment for yesterday's performance—a small bag of gold coins and the hides of the fifty wolves.

Give the gold coins now, and the wolf skin still needs to be processed. When it is finished, it will be sent to Charles' new residence, as well as the things in the single-room dormitory.

Mr. Hozenploz naturally agreed with all his might. He was called to question him last night and said everything.

Finally the emperor told him what to do with him was Charles' business.

So now Master Huozhenproz is too cowardly. In the eyes of those true masters, he is a tool for fun, and it is a casual thing to change.

Charles doesn't want to clean him up now. He is an old man who is unfamiliar with him and can do a lot of things for him, such as running errands and buying things.

At the same time, he will not forget what he promised. Charles came to the training ground to find the chief instructor Jose, and everyone began to prepare for the harvest festival performance.

This is a polytheistic religion. The harvest festival of the autumn equinox is one of the biggest festivals of the year. The celebration of the festival is a very important event, and no one dares to slack off.

In particular, these gladiators were no less devout to God than those old priests, for fear that one day God would stumble upon them and their lives would be gone.

Charles and the gladiator instructors murmured for a long time, and then gave a demonstration. Soon after, the voices of "121" and "12345678, 22345678" sounded in the training ground.

The large-scale sword and shield group gymnastics have not yet appeared here~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I think it will shock the whole city by then.

Charles is starting to teach those instructors how to do moves, and his sponsors are all coming.

He also thought that these people were here to cancel the contract, but he did not expect that all of them would have to renew their contracts after 50 years.

Charles expressed extreme indignation at their behavior, and then decided to terminate the contract according to tradition, and finally told them that he would have some clothing, furniture and other designs in the future, and he would find them for cooperation at that time.

In the afternoon, after tossing about these trivial matters, Charles came to the largest slave market in the city.

He didn't like it very much, it reminded him of the cattle market he went to when he was a child in his previous life when he went back to his hometown.

Because of the prosperous trade of the Loma Empire, there were many slaves in the market with different skin, hair and eye colors.

Before taking two steps, Charles and a look met.