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Episode 43

“Cover!”

The guys surrounding me started to run towards me.

“Ugh…!”

-Thud! Thud! Crack!

“Aaak!”

“Catch him!”

I tried my best to resist the men who were running towards me, but they were too numerous and I was outnumbered.

I knocked down three or four gladiator slaves who ran at me from the front and side, but in the end, I was grabbed on the back by the one who ran at me from behind.

“Got it!”

-Whoaaah!

“Ugh!”

I tried to break free by using my arms, but my arms and legs were immediately restrained by gladiator slaves who came running from somewhere else.

“Take care of it!”

-Thud! Thud!

“Ugh!”

Countless punches and kicks came flying at me.

“Hey~ It’s so poisonous, you still can’t scream?”

I didn’t know what would happen to my body if I lost consciousness like this, so I clenched my teeth to keep from losing consciousness while being beaten with my limbs tied down.

” Hehehe, you must be getting tired now, so let’s taste that virgin asshole. Hold on tight. ”

-Tsk!

The furry one was slapping my cheek hard, smiling disgustingly, and pulling down his pants.

A disgusting stick with dirty hair that resembled its owner began to slowly approach me.

“Get the fuck out of here? You disgusting little shits!”

” Hehehe, the reaction when you eat that damn thing is really delicious.”

“What the…!”

“What are you doing? Without taking it off.”

The men who caught me grabbed the waist of my pants, and it was a desperate moment when my virginity was about to be taken away…

-Bang!

“Kyaak!”

A loud bang and screams echoed from the door.

“K, Chris…!”

“Christ!”

Everyone’s eyes were focused on a blond man named Chris.

“…Everyone except me, get out of the room.”

A man named Chris entered the room with a blank expression and looked around the scene. He spoke to everyone in a stern voice.

“…”

The gladiator slaves around me had expressions full of fear and regret at the same time.

“Can’t you hear me? Get out.”

-Sigh…

“Ugh…!”

-Whooo!

‘4th tier? No, 5th tier?’

Only after an ominous aura began to emanate from his body did the surrounding gladiator slaves begin to hurriedly leave the room.

When they all left, only the new recruits, me, and Chris were left in the room.

“Didn’t I clearly tell everyone to leave?”

Chris gave the newbies a look of displeasure.

“Eek!”

-Wow!

The new recruits, terrified by Chris’s pressure, rushed out of the room.

“…”

-widely!

Now, it was just me and Chris in the room, and Chris slowly went to the door and locked it.

For a brief moment, Chris and I looked at each other in silence.

When I lock eyes with him, I feel a sticky emotion flowing from his eyes.

-Shudder…!

I forced myself up with all my body wounds and took a defensive stance towards Chris.

“Huh… Aren’t you being too cautious towards your benefactor? ”

“Wouldn’t it be better to stop looking at me with that unpleasant gaze and then say something like that? You have the same look in your eyes as those disgusting kids who went outside? ”

My mind kept racing with ideas of how to get out of this room and avoid Chris.

‘If only my legs were intact…’

Even if his legs were intact, he wasn’t sure if he could keep up with Chris, who looked at least 4th level taller.

“Ahahaha! It’s so obvious what you’re thinking. Don’t worry, I won’t do anything right now. ”

“…”

“Forcing it isn’t a bad thing, but I don’t feel like doing it this time, so you can relax.”

“In the end, aren’t you also aiming for my asshole like those guys?”

“…Well? I don’t really care about being above or below. If you want, I can be the one below you? ”

“What the…! It’s disgusting, so don’t ever say anything like that again.”

These guys are crazy.

” Hehehe, we’ll just have to wait and see, the guys who left said my name so you know my name, but I haven’t heard yours yet. ”

“…It’s Leon.”

“Leon… He seems to be of noble birth, but I don’t think he has any complicated circumstances, so I won’t ask any more.”

“…”

“There probably won’t be any more people targeting you so openly like today, of course there will still be people targeting you from behind. ”

If they don’t come in droves like before, I can handle it on my own, so that’s a silver lining.

“If we’ve stalled for this much time, the others must have gone back to get their roll called. Well, let’s see you next time, pretty one.”

“Disgusting bastard.”

Chris winked at me with one eye and left the room.

I feel sick to my stomach.

After some time had passed, the new gladiator slaves who had been kicked out of the room returned.

“…”

No one looked me in the eye, perhaps because they were concerned that I was being beaten up and they didn’t help me.

I didn’t say anything because I knew they wouldn’t be of much help in that situation.

#

The day after being sold as a gladiator slave at the Caracalla Colosseum.

“Follow me.”

After receiving the morning roll call, I followed the manager to where I could hear the sound of iron clashing, and a training ground appeared where many gladiator slaves were training.

“From now on, I will briefly test your skills. Choose the weapon you like and wait. ”

The ten new gladiator slaves, including me, looked around the training equipment prepared in a corner of the training grounds and began to choose the weapons we would each use.

Most of them had absolutely no experience holding a weapon, so they just stood there blankly watching me hold the longsword.

“If you don’t know what to choose, just pick up a short sword and a shield.”

Only then did the new recruits, who had been observing the situation, awkwardly pick out their own swords and shields.

“Okay, now that you’ve chosen your weapons, come forward one by one.”

The manager gave instructions with his chin to a nearby veteran gladiator.

-Thump…thump…

A large, muscular gladiator slave, wielding a short sword in one hand and a small buckler in the other, approached us with an intimidating air.

“Hehehe cute chicks…”

“Don’t hurt me too much.”

“Hehehehe, don’t worry, there’s nothing you can do about the bruises and bumps…”

-Nod…

The manager nodded slightly and called out to the small man at the front.

“Let’s start with the short guy in front.”

“Eek…!”

The frightened little man stood before the large gladiator slave, trembling at the manager’s words.

Looking at the difference in size between the two, it’s like looking at a giant and a dwarf.

“Hehehe, kid, come in whenever you’re ready.”

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After several one-sided sparring matches, it was my turn.

“Hmm… You’ve wielded a sword before. Are you from the Frankish Kingdom? Those who use longswords are all from that region. ”

“…”

“If you don’t want to answer, don’t answer.”

Perhaps embarrassed by my silence, he shrugged his shoulders and took a stance.

Because of my broken ankle, I couldn’t strike first, so I took an ox stance and waited for my opponent to react.

“Oh, now that I think about it, your legs look uncomfortable. This time, if I take the lead, you won’t be dissatisfied, right? ”

-Nod…

“That’s what I was hoping for.”

-Ta-at!

As I nodded and answered, the opponent, who had taken an attacking stance, charged at me.

Since it was a light match to test one’s skills, I used the minimum amount of mana to capture the opponent’s movements.

A vertical slash aimed at my head.

-Kaang!

The moment you swing your sword and block your opponent’s attack.

-Boohoo!

The opponent swung the buckle he was wearing on his left hand towards my face.

-Kkaang!

If you block the buckler your opponent swings with your sword and follow it up with a kick, you can easily win, but you can’t kick or step with your left foot because your ankle is broken.

‘Not being able to use one leg is more fatal than I thought, and the buckle is also quite annoying.’

Since the details are limited, there isn’t much you can do.

You have to defend against your opponent’s attacks for a while and wait for them to show an opening.

“Profit!”

As I blocked all of his attacks, my opponent became anxious and ended up swinging his sword horizontally.

-Boohoo!

-Kaang!

I parried my opponent’s attack with perfect timing just before the sword touched my body, and then turned my wrist to aim the sword at my opponent’s neck.

“…I lost.”

-Clap clap!

“Okay, let’s take a break and move on to the next one.”

After the match ended with victory, the manager gave two small applause and declared a break.

“You don’t seem to need any separate training, so listen to the explanation of the rules of the Colosseum and train on your own, or you can spar with other gladiator slaves. ”

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Since basic training didn’t mean much to me, having already subdued the gladiator slaves who were sparring with the new recruits, I listened to the manager’s explanation of the Colosseum’s game rules and trained on my own.

“Hmm…”

I looked around for a while and watched other veteran gladiator slaves sparring.

They looked like gladiators straight out of a movie, fighting each other with swords and shields, wearing only helmets and minimal defensive equipment.

There were some gladiator slaves who used longswords or other two-handed weapons like me, but most of them seemed to be armed with a one-handed weapon and a small shield, which was the typical armament of gladiators.

-Kang! Kang!

Among the gladiator slaves undergoing training, one was seen wearing a particularly striking outfit.

Most gladiator slaves are depicted with their upper bodies almost completely exposed, with only their arms covered with leather or metal armor…

The man with short silver hair and copper skin was wearing tight leather clothes that exposed his stomach, and he was fighting as if dancing, taking all of his opponent’s attacks with his body.

“Kuhahahaha! My abs won’t be pierced by such a petty attack!”