Sparta: Many childrens, Many Blessings, Starting from the Gladiator Chapter 17 17

Lynx sat back in his original position. Amir said in a low voice: "Big Brother, you really dared to drink? That wine…"

"It's fine."

Lynx waved his hand.

He was indeed fine.

That bit of wine was nothing to his current physique.

Moreover, when he drank just now, he deliberately used the edge of the bowl to block most of it. He actually drank very little.

But what he wanted was exactly this effect — forcing Crixus to take a stance in public and temporarily suppressing the conflict.

At least before the performance match ended, that guy wouldn't dare to act recklessly on the surface.

The bonfire continued to burn.

The gladiators started making noise again, as if the earlier interlude had never happened.

Lynx was about to get up to get so air when he suddenly heard a commotion from the entrance of the training ground.

He looked up.

A few well-dressed n and won, accompanied by Batiatus, walked into the training ground.

Nobles.

Lynx narrowed his eyes.

The leader was a man in his forties, wearing a toga with purple borders — the mark of the senatorial class.

Beside him was a young woman, in her early twenties, wearing an expensive silk long skirt, exquisite makeup, and her eyes carried a superior curiosity and… a trace of frivolity.

She was pointing at the gladiators by the bonfire, talking to Batiatus, laughing as she spoke.

Batiatus nodded and bowed, his face full of smiles.

"Who is that?"

Amir asked in a low voice.

"I don't know."

Lynx paused. "But they definitely didn't co to send warmth."

As expected, Batiatus led those nobles to the side of the bonfire, clapped his hands, and signaled everyone to be quiet.

"Honored guests heard about our revelry and specially ca to visit!"

Batiatus's voice was loud. "This is Senator Gaius Valerius and his daughter, Lady Livia! Everyone welco!"

Sparse applause.

Most of the gladiators were half drunk and had no reverence for nobles. They just looked at them curiously.

Senator Valerius nodded slightly, his posture arrogant.

His daughter Livia boldly looked around at the gladiators, her gaze lingering on those strong-bodied n, and finally… stopped on Lynx.

Lynx frowned.

Livia smiled, turned to her father and said sothing.

Batiatus nodded and beckoned to Lynx: "Lynx! Co over!"

Lynx stood up and walked over.

"This is Lynx, the new star of our training camp and the main force in next month's performance match."

Batiatus introduced.

Livia looked Lynx up and down, her eyes like evaluating a piece of rchandise: "He looks quite sturdy. I heard you knocked Crixus down a few days ago?"

"Just a spar."

Lynx said flatly.

"A spar?"

Livia chuckled. "I heard you kicked him until he was almost ruined. Quite ruthless."

She took two steps forward, almost sticking to Lynx, looked up at him, and lowered her voice: "I like ruthless n."

Lynx slled the strong perfu on her, mixed with alcohol.

"Miss overpraises."

He retreated half a step, creating distance.

Livia didn't mind and smiled even more happily.

She turned to her father and said: "Father, I think this gladiator is good. After the performance match, how about buying him? As a guard, or… sothing else."

Senator Valerius frowned: "Livia, don't make trouble."

"I'm not making trouble."

Livia pouted. "Anyway, after the performance match he will be a free man. Can't I spend money to hire him?"

Batiatus's eyes lit up. He quickly chid in: "Of course! If Lynx can win the performance match, he will indeed be a free man. If Miss Livia is interested at that ti, I can help make the connection."

Lynx sneered in his heart.

They were already arranging his "future"?

The performance match hadn't even been fought yet, and they were already planning to sell him as a commodity.

He was about to speak when he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye. Mira was looking at him from under the eaves, her eyes full of worry.

Lynx shook his head slightly at her, indicating that it was fine.

At this mont, Livia suddenly reached out, wanting to touch the muscles on Lynx's arm.

Lynx sidestepped to avoid it.

"Miss, please respect yourself."

Livia's hand stopped in mid-air, her face sinking: "You, a gladiator, dare to dodge?"

"Gladiators are also people."

Lynx said calmly.

"People?"

Livia sneered. "You are slaves! You are commodities! I can touch if I want, buy if I want!"

The atmosphere instantly froze.

Batiatus broke out in a sweat, wanting to smooth things over, but not daring to offend the nobles.

Senator Valerius's face also didn't look good. He rebuked in a low voice: "Livia! Enough!"

But Livia was obviously spoiled. Not only did she not restrain herself, she beca even more aggressive.

She pointed at Lynx and said to Batiatus: "Batiatus, I want him now! Na a price!"

"This… this is against the rules…"

Batiatus wiped his sweat. "Before the performance match, gladiators cannot…"

"I don't care!"

Livia interrupted him. "I want him! Now!"

The gladiators around all looked over, their eyes filled with anger, but also helplessness and numbness.

They had seen this kind of scene many tis.

If nobles wanted to play, you had to play along.

Resist?

Light punishnt was whipping, heavy was death.

Lynx clenched his fists.

But he couldn't make a move.

If he made a move now, all previous efforts would be wasted.

He took a deep breath and was about to speak when a gentle but clear voice suddenly sounded:

"Miss Livia, forcing others is not the deanor a noble should have."

Everyone turned to look.

Mira walked over from under the eaves.

She stood beside Lynx, looked up at Livia, her eyes calm but with an unquestionable firmness.

"Who are you?"

Livia frowned.

"I am the healer here, Mira."

Mira walked to Lynx's side. "Lynx has an arm injury and needs rest. He is not suitable to be touched."

"Healer?"

Livia looked her up and down and sneered. "A female slave also dares to speak to ?"

"I am a slave, but I am speaking the truth."

Mira was neither humble nor arrogant. "If you really appreciate Mr. Lynx, you should hope he participates in the performance match in his best condition, instead of disturbing him now."

Livia was choked. Her face turned red and white.

Senator Valerius glanced at Mira, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. He then pulled his daughter: "Alright Livia, stop making trouble. We should go."

"Father!"

"Go!"

Senator Valerius forcibly pulled the unwilling daughter and turned to leave.

Batiatus hurriedly followed, smiling and apologizing all the way.

The nobles left.

The training ground was quiet for a few seconds, then low discussions erupted.

"Sister Mira is aweso!"

"Daring to talk back to nobles…"

"But this will cause trouble…"

Mira's face was a bit pale, but she stood straight.

Lynx looked at her, a complex emotion surging in his heart.

"You shouldn't have stepped forward."

He said in a low voice.

"I couldn't watch them bully you."

Mira's voice trembled a bit, but her eyes were exceptionally firm.

Lynx was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled.

"Thank you."

Mira's face reddened and she lowered her head: "I just… said what should be said."

She turned to leave. Lynx called her.

"Mira."

"Hmm?"

"After the performance match,"

Lynx looked at her. "If I can get my freedom… are you willing to leave this place?"

Mira was stunned. Her eyes slowly widened.

"I…"

She didn't finish. From the side ca Gisco's loud voice:

"Lynx! Co! Drink! Don't just chat with the girl!"

The gladiators started making noise again. The earlier interlude seed forgotten.

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