Sparta: Many childrens, Many Blessings, Starting from the Gladiator Chapter 6 6

Sand from the arena was still stuck on the boots, the bloody sll seed to still linger at the tip of the nose.

When Lynx and Crixus were brought back to Batiatus training camp by the guards, the sky was almost dark.

As soon as the carriage stopped, Crixus jumped down, glared hard at Lynx, and walked toward the depths of the training ground without looking back — he won, but not beautifully enough.

That newcor actually finished the opponent almost at the sa ti as him, which made him very unhappy.

Lynx jumped down indifferently and moved his sowhat stiff shoulders.

The first arena fight was easier than he expected. That "Net Man" Sextus's moves were full of flaws in his eyes.

350 points in hand, and he also picked up a bit of agility attribute for free. This wave was not a loss.

"Marcus."

A guard called him: "Master's order — after winning, gladiators can go to the public bathhouse to wash. Clean clothes have been prepared in your cell."

Public bathhouse?

Lynx raised his eyebrows.

He hadn't been to the training camp's public bathhouse yet. In the original owner's mory, that place was just a simple large pool, where gladiators soaked after fights.

But… at this ti point, Batiatus specially reminded?

"Got it."

He nodded and walked toward the bathhouse.

The training camp's bathhouse was on the west side of the main building, a single-story stone building.

Pushing open the heavy wooden door, a wave of hot and humid steam rushed over, mixed with the sll of olive oil and n's sweat.

It was bigger inside than imagined.

In the center was a rectangular pool, steaming hot, the water not very clean, with a faint turbidity.

Pumice stones and small clay jars containing olive oil were piled by the pool.

There were several wall niches on the wall with burning torches, the firelight jumping on the water surface.

Seven or eight gladiators were already soaking in the pool, all of whom didn't fight today.

When they saw Lynx co in, the talking stopped for a mont. Various gazes ca over — curiosity, jealousy, awe.

Lynx ignored them, walked to the edge of the pool, and started untying the leather armor buckles.

The blood-stained leather armor was sticky. He took it off and threw it aside.

Then the linen inner garnt, and finally stepped into the pool naked.

The warm water wrapped his body, making him sigh comfortably.

The wounds on his back had already scabbed. Soaking in water was a bit itchy, but not painful.

He leaned against the edge of the pool, closed his eyes, and began to calculate.

350 points, what can be exchanged?

"System, open the exchange list."

[Points Shop has been opened]

[Current available points: 350]

A simple list appeared in consciousness:

[Mild Aphrodisiac Perfu]: 50 points (can make specific target produce mild lust, effect lasts 30 minutes)

[Basic Weapon Mastery (any one)]: 200 points

[Beginner Physique Enhancent Potion]: 300 points (slightly increase strength or endurance)

[Disguise Mask (one-ti)]: 100 points (can change facial contour for 12 hours)

[Random Intelligence Clue]: 150 points

Lynx swept a glance, he had an idea in his heart.

Aphrodisiac perfu must be bought. Lucretia side needs more fire.

Beginner physique enhancent potion is also good, but need to save points for backup.

As for weapon mastery… temporarily not needed, basic combat mastery is enough.

"Exchange for Mild Aphrodisiac Perfu."

[Exchange successful, 50 points consud]

[Obtained "Mild Aphrodisiac Perfu" x1]

[Remaining points: 300]

A thumb-sized glass bottle appeared in the system space, containing transparent liquid.

Lynx was thinking about how to use this thing when the bathhouse door was pushed open again.

A fragrant wind ca in first.

The gladiators in the pool all raised their heads together, then their eyes straightened one by one.

Lucretia.

She was not wearing the formal stola from dayti, but changed into a thin light purple chiton robe. The fabric was very transparent, almost able to see the outline of the body inside under the torchlight.

Her hair was loosely draped over her shoulders, her face was freshly made up, lips painted bright red.

She held a silver tray in her hand, with a wine jug and two cups on it.

"You are all here."

Lucretia's voice carried a smile, her gaze swept over the n in the pool.

The gladiators quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look more.

They knew Lady Batiatus's temper.

Lucretia's gaze finally landed on Lynx.

He was soaking in the water, only shoulders and head exposed. Water droplets slid down the solid muscle lines.

The torchlight cast alternating light and shadow on his face. That pair of eyes opened and were quietly looking at her.

"Marcus,"

Lucretia walked to the edge of the pool, squatted down, and placed the silver tray on the ground. "You perford well today. Master is very happy."

She poured two cups of wine from the jug and handed one to Lynx.

Lynx took it, didn't drink, just looked at her: "Madam personally ca to deliver wine?"

"Isn't it allowed?"

Lucretia smiled and took a sip herself. "I said, if you win, I will celebrate for you."

The other gladiators in the pool heard it clearly, their expressions becoming strange one by one.

Lady Batiatus personally celebrating for a newcor?

And personally delivering wine to the bathhouse?

This treatnt… even Crixus had never enjoyed it.

Lynx shook the wine cup. The deep red wine liquid rippled under the firelight.

"Then thank you, Madam."

He raised the cup and drank it in one gulp.

The wine was good, much better than the sour watered-down wine in the training camp.

Lucretia also finished her cup, then… did sothing that made everyone's eyes widen.

She stood up and untied the belt of the chiton robe.

The fabric slid down.

There was a sound of inhaling in the pool.

Lucretia was wearing nothing underneath.

Her figure was well maintained, plump but not bloated, her skin glowing with honey-colored luster under the firelight.

She stepped into the pool step by step. The water slowly subrged her calves, thighs, waist…

Finally, she stopped in front of Lynx.

There was only an arm's length between the two.

"You all get out."

Lucretia said without turning her head, her voice very calm.

The gladiators were stunned for two seconds, then scrambled to climb out of the pool, grabbed their clothes and ran out.

No one dared to ask more, no one dared to look more.

The wooden door was carefully closed by the last person who went out.

Only the two of them were left in the bathhouse.

Steam filled the air, firelight flickered.

"Madam this is…"

Lynx looked at the body close at hand, his eyes darkened.

"I said, celebration."

Lucretia reached out, her fingers tracing the scar on Lynx's chest — that was an old injury from the original owner. "What, you don't dare?"

Lynx smiled.

He suddenly reached out, grabbed Lucretia's wrist, and pulled her into his arms.

Water splashed.

"Is there anything I don't dare to do?"

Lucretia bumped into his hard chest and let out a muffled groan, but her face flushed red.

She could feel the dangerous aura emanating from this man, mixed with blood, sweat, and a pure masculine hormone, making her heart beat faster.

"The way you killed today…"

She panted, her fingers stroking the scabbed whip marks on his back. "Was very charming."

"Is that so?"

Lynx lowered his head, leaned close to her ear. "Then does Madam like sothing even more charming?"

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