In the stunned eyes of the people around him, Kratos just stepped on the chest of the Macedonian slave with one foot, but the latter seemed to be pressed by the Olympus Mountains. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not move at all, and whenever he wanted to
When attacking the foot on his chest with both hands, Kratos would suddenly lift the leg up, and then slam it down again. The big foot wrapped in straw sandals would make a scalp-numbing muffled sound when it stepped on the pale flesh.
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After being trampled three times in a row, even the Macedonian slave with the physical strength of a beast finally gave out. He fell to the ground feebly. Because his chest was suppressed and it was difficult to breathe, an abnormal purple color came out of his pale face.
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Kratos put his toes against the Macedonian slave's body, kicked him suddenly and forcefully in front of Frith, and slowly walked towards him with the other's stunned expression.
Frith was also shocked when he saw Kratos's actions, and said nervously: "You, what do you want to do, you barbaric Spartan!"
At this time, Kratos's name was a familiar name among the high-ranking nobles of Tyrian City.
Killing a Cretan bull with one punch...Fighting a two-headed dog with bare hands and cutting off its head...Challenging the prince with the strength of a hundred enemies...Still saving his life after offending the Phoenix Princess...Any of these achievements are...
It was enough to make Frith fear in his heart, whether this audacious barbarian would tear himself apart on the spot in front of everyone.
Kratos walked up to Frith and stared at him without blinking, until the other person was shaking with fear and almost collapsed to the ground, then he turned his attention to Frith, who was surrounded by sparse hair, although it was managed with great efforts.
The baldness is gone but still cannot be concealed.
"My Gods, I actually saw the Mediterranean Sea on the head of a human being. This is an existence that even the gods would be jealous of! I dare to bet 1 talent of silver coins that even the entire Peloponnese continent
I can’t find anyone with a bald head like you.”
Kratos even said the last two words in an emphatic tone. The people around him were stunned when they heard it, while Frith was trembling all over, as if he was holding back something as his face gradually changed from red to purple.
Kratos was amazed and looked up and down at Fries's key parts, and even poked it with his fingers a few times, making a sizzling sound.
What's strange is that Fries didn't move at all from beginning to end, only his body trembled slightly, as if he was frightened and couldn't move at all.
His master did not give orders, and the attendants beside Frith did not dare to act rashly. They could only watch helplessly as the Spartan, with half of his face covered with strange tattoos, browsed the area above his master's head that was regarded as a forbidden area.
After a while, he led his companions and left in a swaggering manner.
It didn’t take long for the name of the Mediterranean Sea, which represents the origin of great civilization, to be quietly given another meaning, and spread at an extremely fast speed. Along with this, the name Fries of the Junius family was also spread...
...Legend has it that he was a man who even the gods would be jealous of, and owned the "Mediterranean Sea"...
After buying dozens of prisoners of war, Kratos did not leave immediately. Instead, he bought a larger number of ordinary slaves at the slave market, and they were children between the ages of 7 and 12.
"Lord Kratos, if you need servants to serve you when you buy so many slaves, I think you can consider young women..." Arthas couldn't help but see his master's sworn brother spending so much money on purchasing slaves.
He opened his mouth to suggest, but as soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to think of something. After subconsciously glancing at Pandora, whose face was hidden under the cloak next to him, he quickly added: "Of course this is because of Lord Kratos's force, it is not these at all.
Prisoners of war are comparable, but if they are to serve as guards, it is better to choose slaves who are more obedient and obedient."
Kratos didn't pay attention to Arthas's random thoughts. After he finally explained the slave handover, he pulled Arthas close to him and whispered a few words.
Arthas was slightly startled, but did not raise any doubts, but immediately turned around to carry out the instructions given by Kratos.
When seeing so many slaves being sent home, Arthur Evans asked tentatively: "Kratos, after buying these slaves, we should still have gold left..."
Kratos affirmed without hesitation: "Yes, there is about half left."
Arthur Evans relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief, but Kratos' next words almost made him breathless, becoming the first Mycenaean prince in history to choke to death.
"I bought some things later, but now I don't have much left, probably..." After speaking, Kratos took out a refined bag, which turned out to be the money bag Arthur Evans used to hold gold.
Seeing the money bag he had longed for, Arthur Evans couldn't help but his eyes lit up, but when a strange weight came from his hand, he couldn't help but froze for a moment, and then quickly opened the money bag.
When he saw that there were only fragments of gold and silver left inside, the expression on Arthur Evans' face instantly became dull, as if he was still wondering why there were only three or two pitiful pieces of gold left in his 1,200-min gold in the blink of an eye.
Gold and silver coins.
Regardless of the Mycenaean prince who was still in a daze, Kratos walked to the martial arts arena. The martial arts arena, which was not spacious to begin with, was already full of people.
Twenty dozen prisoners of war had wooden shackles tied around their necks, and their hands, feet, and wooden shackles were tied with tough ropes and strung together in a row. Behind them were more than a hundred prisoners aged between 7 and 12 years old.
juvenile.
These teenagers were hungry and thin, dressed in rags, and their faces had stiff expressions that were inappropriate for their age, dull and confused, and completely devoid of the innocence and hope that teenagers should have.
When Kratos came over, these slaves couldn't help but look at this Spartan with strange tattoos.
Although screening had already been carried out in the slave market, Kratos still observed silently for a while before finally focusing on the ropes and wooden shackles on these slaves.
Kratos grabbed Arthur Evans who was still in a daze behind, pushed him in front of these slaves, and then said loudly: "Do you know who he is?"
Not only the slaves, but also Arthur Evans looked at Kratos with doubts, but Kratos did not wait for their answer and immediately said, with a decisive and shocking tone: "He is Arthur Evans."
Si, the future ruler of Mycenae, the king to whom you will be loyal for life."
At this time, all the slaves, including the prisoners of war, could not help but have a look of shock on their faces. Maybe they had not heard of Arthur Evans's name, but they also knew that Mycenae was the most powerful country on the continent, and
This seemingly inconspicuous man is actually the future king of Mycenae?
When all the slaves were still looking at Arthur Evans thoughtfully or unmoved, Kratos walked directly to the current prisoner of war and said condescendingly: "Tell me your wish
What is it."
The prisoner of war didn't seem to react. He just raised his head blankly. He was suddenly awakened when he saw the strange black energy flashing in Kratos's eyes. The hesitation on his face lasted for a while and was replaced by determination, and then
He raised his head again and said in a roaring voice: "I want to return to my family!"
Kratos didn't make a statement, then walked to the next person and asked the same question.
Not only the prisoners of war, but also the young teenagers were randomly selected and questioned by him. When the last teenager nervously expressed his desire to have a full meal, Kratos finally stopped the weird questioning and stood up to all the slaves again.
in front of.
"I order you to answer me loudly!" Kratos said loudly: "Can a civilian realize your wish?"
In the Peloponnese continent, the ownership of slaves is recognized by the laws of all countries. The master has the power to deprive the slave of life and all property at will. The master's words are as sacred and irresistible as the king's order.
Although they didn't understand the meaning of Kratos' words, all the slaves still answered unevenly: "No."
Kratos then asked: "Can an ordinary nobleman realize your wish?"
This time the slaves hesitated for a while, and most of the teenagers did not dare to answer in the affirmative, while all the prisoners of war answered in the negative.
Kratos looked at these slaves silently for a while, and then continued to ask: "The third prince of Mycenae, Arthur Evans, can your current master fulfill your wish?"
It was still the young slaves who answered affirmatively first, but this time a small number of young people hesitated to answer, and their eyes couldn't help but look at the prisoners in the front row, as if waiting for their answer.
Kratos secretly kept these hesitant teenagers in mind, and then turned his attention to the prisoners of war.
This time, there were also differences in the answers of the prisoners of war. Most of them answered in the affirmative, and only a few answered in the negative.
Finally, Kratos spoke calmly, but said almost word for word: "If you are the king of Mycenae, can you realize all of your wishes?"
This time, almost all the slaves answered in the affirmative in unison, and after several previous questions and answers, the final answer seemed quite neat.
Kratos slowly closed his eyes, and after a while he suddenly opened them. The moment he opened his eyes, all the slaves felt their hairs trembling, while the prisoners who had experienced life-and-death fighting were trembling all over, almost
It was difficult to maintain the strength to stand.
Kratos' sudden change made all the slaves terrified. They felt that the person standing in front of them was not a human being, but a terrifying beast, baring its ferocious fangs towards them, but they had absolutely no resistance.
room.
In the horrified eyes of the slaves, they saw the phantom of a majestic beast slowly rising from the back of the Spartan. It was blurry and distorted at first, and finally it was the fierce Nephia that was so real that it made everyone feel desperate.
lion.
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