Chapter 103: Twisted humanity

　　 An old man with gray hair and holding a civilization stick appeared on the podium on the second floor and coughed heavily. After seeing enough eyes, he was full of breath.
"This kind of unannounced behavior of the medical clinic has seriously violated our rights and has had an extremely bad impact on our gladiatorial career. According to the reactions of those who are placed among the gladiator slaves, many gladiators have developed war exhaustion. Emotionally, some people even want to deliberately get injured in the arena, with the help of the medical clinic, to get out of the fighting industry."
Since all the slave owners who hang out in the city of Solo basically know this old man, this old man named Bill, let alone among them, even if it is placed under the command of the Manyu army, on the entire continent of Ashan, it is There are several big slave owners.
There are as many as dozens of gladiator training camps under his control, thousands of gladiators controlled by the highest peak, and an army of nearly a hundred people, completely armed by knight-level gladiators, although not of noble origin, but Many little aristocrats have to courteous three points when they meet him, which can be called the godfather of the gladiator industry.
　　 But what he talks about most is the Gladiator Dickron who has the reputation of Scarlet Storm in his hand. He is a champion knight-level gladiator with the same reputation as Starbucks and is the two favorites to win this year.
Unlike Starbucks, who was a freedom gladiator, Dirkron was an out-and-out slave gladiator. He was sold to the arena since he was a child. It is said that he was filled with Byrons, Leopard Odin orcs, and Andy. The blood of the Sri Lankan, before becoming famous, still had an insulting title similar to that of a bastard. With the rise of fame, this title was gradually forgotten.
The arena where Dickron originally sold his body was not under Bill's name, but Bill's wise eyes. When he was just emerging, he used a knight-level gladiator to trade him at a seemingly loss-making price, and then emptied him. The resources cultivated him, and only then did he shine in the arena and achieved the reputation of Scarlet Storm.
　　 It is not an exaggeration to say that he was trained by Bill.
　　 And this matter is also something that Bill is proud of in his life. Several times throughout the continent of Ashan, there are not many big slave owners who have this glory.
　　 The guard behind him, wearing a sealed horn helmet, wearing simple leather armor, and barely exposed most of his rocky muscles, is Bill's greatest pride in his life, Scarlet Storm Dickron.
Before Dickron became a champion knight, Bill gave him his freedom and recognized him as a righteous son and gave him his surname, while Dickron used his loyalty in return, not only becoming Bill’s head The horn gladiator has also become his personal guard.
　　Of course, there is something to show off in this. The use of champion knights as personal guards is an honor that many hereditary earls have never had.
　　 Bill's remarks caused the slave owners below to blow up the pot, and they were whispering again.
　　 "There is such a thing?"
　　 "The words of Lord Bill are very reasonable. Even if they don't exist now, it doesn't mean that they won't be in the future. Don't underestimate the cunning degree of those lowly slaves. Some cowards, in order not to enter the arena, do whatever they want."
"No wonder I always feel that the recent gladiatorial atmosphere is a bit abnormal. Thinking about it carefully, the problem should lie here. Take the gladiatorial match the day before yesterday, it was originally a show fight, and there was no need for casualties, but in the end The gladiator ran into the sword as if he was looking for death. He probably wanted to get out of the gladiatorial game through the self-mutilation method that Lord Bill said, but he didn't master his strength and self-harm became suicide."

It’s terrible, it’s terrible. I thought that the so-called medical clinic was just a minor injury. I didn’t expect it to be a major problem. It planted such terrible seeds in our industry. No, in order to protect our industry, we There must be something, something must be done!"
　　 "I heard that the medical clinic has been relocated not long ago. It is now called Anji Beina Hospital and has taken refuge in the name of the Secret Society of Witches!"
　　 "It's too cunning, no matter whose property he becomes, he can't infringe on the interests of others! Even His Majesty does not have this right!"
　　 "What's the use of being angry anymore? Is it possible that you will find the witch secret to make sense? You are not afraid of being used by witchcraft?"
　　 "Even the secret society of witches cannot be unreasonable. It is really impossible. We will go to the Lord Duke. He will not sit back and watch our gladiatorial industry collapse like this! Every year, we pay no less tax!"
　　 "The matter is not as serious as it is said! Even if there is, this kind of thing is an example!"
　　 "You mean Lord Bill is here to confuse the crowd?"
　　 "I didn't mean that! I just said that the situation is not as bad as we thought!"
　　 "This kind of potential danger is the most terrible. Once those lowly slaves have other ideas, the entire arena will be difficult to manage, and it will be too late to say anything by then!"
　　 "Precautions before they happen is the most important thing!"
　　 "Master Bill, we will do what you say, we will listen to you!"
　　 "Master Bill, tell me your opinion!"
　　 Bill naturally has his own supporters, and the echoes of the film suppressed those weak questions. If you want to mix in this circle, you are not willing to offend Bill.
　　 Otherwise, he would be retaliated against, and it would not take long for the gladiator in his hand to be lost. After so many times, no matter how rich he was, he would have to become a pauper.
　　Man Yujun has a famous saying-half of the victory in a gladiator is on the court and half is off the court, especially life and death.
　　 Bill deliberately paused for a while, and only after they digested the news, did they proceed step by step.
　　 "We will never allow this kind of things to spread. Several of our older guys with a little qualification have just reached a consensus. If you want to eliminate the influence of this matter, you don't need to ask anyone at all. It is enough for us to unite."
　　 "Master Bill, let's listen, what's your opinion?"
"It's very simple, that is, whether the gladiators are really injured or deliberately took the opportunity to escape, we will end up with punishment for all serious injuries. This will not only kill the people, cut off the thoughts that people should not have, but also ignite the atmosphere. , Bring more benefits, of course, as compensation, the owners of those gladiators executed will be compensated with 20% of the proceeds from the match. What do you think?"
　　 "Twenty percent, is it a bit less?"
"Satisfaction, this is an extra 20%, and the other money is still a lot. If you are sent to the medical clinic and saved, not only will you not get a penny, but you will have to redeem it. It's a bargain."
　　 "This method is good, it can guarantee the benefits, but also can hit the opponent, I support."
"I agree."
　　 "I agree too."
The person who came up with this idea was very accurate about human nature, at least the character of these slave owners. They first showed their power, then lured them to profit, and easily took them down. In the blink of an eye, they echoed the sound. one slice.
　　 Some of the conscientious slave owners felt that there was a problem in doing so, which would further intensify the contradiction between the slave owner and the gladiator. Under such circumstances, their weak voices would not change anything at all.
This kind of semi-public decision-making is not confidential at all. After only an hour, Sean and Angie Beina got the news. The whole process and decision-making of the banquet were passed to them as they were. It is a member of the slave owner, he is from Angel Beina.
　　 When he heard the news, Sean was dumbfounded for a few minutes. Originally, he thought he had enough knowledge of this cruel world, but the cruel facts told him.
He only touched a little bit of fur. In this cannibalistic world, human nature is far darker than imagined. Those slave owners who hold high wines and taste delicious food, just like this, in the midst of talking, understatement determines countless people. Life and death.
In his previous life, Sean had watched movies and TV dramas about gladiators in the ancient Roman era, and felt gusto. He had always yearned for this profession full of male hormones. If it weren’t for the risk index was too high, it would violate his principles of life. They all want to join as a free man and experience the feeling of being a gladiator and cheering.
　　 But after treating the gladiators and interacting with them, I found that it was far from the case. The film and television dramas of the previous life claimed to expose the cruel reality, which actually still beautified the profession.
　　 This profession in the real world reveals a cruelty that distorts human nature from the inside to the outside, and some are just full of blood.
　　 Since then, Sean has no good feelings and yearning for this profession, just want to do something within his power.
　　 The cruel decision of these slave owners pushed this to the extreme.
　　Do they know that they are also lively lives, and they are also raised by fathers and mothers. They are not unconscious ants who trample to death at will.
　　 Why did they do that?
　　 What qualifications do they have to do that?
　　 Why did they do that?
　　 Just for those he pulled out of the dead, those poor people who lack arms and legs? Those wastes that are useless to them?
　　 To what extent are the hearts of those people hard? Not even such a way to survive!
　　 Anger is like boiling magma rolling in Sean's chest, gushing out.
　　 This is the second time in the last two years, he has felt this kind of hot emotion.
　　 The last time his village was breached by a slave hunter and he saw the villager's corpse, but at that time, he knew who his enemy was. As long as he chased down the trail, he would make them pay back sooner or later.
　　 But this time, he couldn't find anyone to hate, those slave owners?
I’m afraid it’s not all, because even if all the slave owners are killed, it won’t take long for another crop of slave owners to emerge. As long as the chain of interests remains unbroken, those who are driven by interests will succeed. .
　　 The real root is this distorted system. Only by overthrowing it can the tragic fate of this group of people be changed.
　　 But this is definitely not something that Sean can do alone, even with the current Evernight Army.
　　Because they want to overthrow this system, what they need to face is not the aristocratic class of the Manyu Army headed by Duke Borg, but the vested interests of the entire Manyu Army and those who are about to benefit.
　　 This distorted system has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, including those slave gladiators.
　　 Many slave gladiators who escaped from the arena did not leave the industry, but turned into slave owners, enslaving others to participate in gladiatorial battles and gain wealth. This is the most terrifying thing.
　　 A deep sense of powerlessness enveloped Xiao En. The reason is that he is still too weak, and the Evernight Legion is too weak.
　　 A cold little hand held Sean's hot big hand, and looking back, it was Angel Beina's delicate little face.
　　 Compared to the angry Sean, Angie Beina is calm, calm and terrifying.
　　 "Am I doing something wrong?" Sean asked hoarsely.
　　This change made him question what he had done before, that is, he opened a medical clinic and cooperated with the collectors to treat the gladiators.
　　 also refers to this series of things because of his own uncomfortable confrontation with Shi Wendy.
　　 "It is not us who is wrong, but the world."
　　 Anji Beina replied, and she didn't know if she really knew what Shaun asked, or if she was just comforting.
　　 "Yes, it is the world that is wrong!"
　　 This loss of Sean lasted only a few minutes, and his strong will and reason pulled him out of this self-doubt caused by guilt.
　　 Although there are some problems with the means they do, they are essentially okay. If the lives of living people are a problem~EbookFREE.me~ this world itself has problems.
　　 The problem was there, but their existence and actions intensified this contradiction and made everything more acute.
　　 Don’t they do this, and the slave owners will become so tender?
　　 Gladiator itself is a distortion of human nature, there is no doubt about this.
　　 "What shall we do now?" Sean asked.
The ruler is longer and the inch is shorter. In this field, Angie Bena is obviously better than Sean. This is her home field. The resources and power he has are not comparable to Sean. If you really want to What those gladiators do depends on her.
　　 "We don't have to do anything."
　　 Anji Beina's calm face showed a hint of coldness.
　　 "If they go on like this again, they will cause trouble sooner or later. They think those gladiator slaves will endure without limit."
　　 "Do nothing? This can't work!"
　　 Xiao En shook his head again and again, although he knew that Angie Bena had some truth, there is a limit to everything, once it exceeds this limit, it will inevitably cause a violent rebound.
　　 Isn’t there a saying not to deceive people too much?
　　 The decision just made by the slave owners was obviously too deceptive.
　　 Outsiders like Sean feel angry, how do those gladiators feel like?
　　 This is tangible and directly related to their life and death!
　　 Would they really be so willing to admit their fate?
　　 The answer is no.
　　Any unfair system has rebels, not to mention this completely distorted system, especially the general environment, where slaves are released, but you, the military leader, are still popular. This kind of resistance naturally intensifies.