"Never give up, because miracles always exist."

Saros said to Shi Xiyu: "I like this world very much. No matter how miserable it is, there is hope."

"hope?"

“Look at this.”

Saros picked up a stone, it was an ordinary stone, at least in Shi Xiyu's eyes.

"The world of miracles exists."

Saros said: "You don't know if this small stone contains some special power. Will you and me carry the aura of miracles and awaken powerful power."

The seemingly desperate world is full of hope and possibility. Saros likes such a world, a world full of miracles.

"You're very interesting."

At this moment, a sound came from the cell next door.

It has been almost half a month since Saros came here, but it was the first time he heard the man next door speak. He looked carefully and found that the other party was an old man with a fat body and a bald hair.

"You can go out long ago, why are you still here?"

Shi Xiyu also knew this because she saw Saros open the prison door and go out to find food.

"You are not the same."

Just as the fat old man knew about Saros' behavior, he also knew that the old man, like himself, always went out to find food: "What do you have today?"

"The wine was found."

“I have meat.”

Saros took out a large piece of chopped barbecue wrapped in leaves: "Eat together?"

"Come on one!"

This is the first time Saros and Fat Old Han met. They stayed in the cell for different reasons.

And few people would have thought that this white-haired bald old man was actually the legendary sacred emperor, the supreme ruler of this empire.

Shi Xiyu witnessed the encounter between the two with her own eyes and heard the conversation that affected her life and shocked her.

"You can obviously go out, why don't you leave?"

After spending half a month together, the Holy Emperor felt that he had already understood Saros and he knew very well the power contained in this man.

He lacks nothing, but just a miracle.

If Saros can obtain a miracle, even the lowest miracle, the Holy Emperor can be sure that he will stand at the top of the world.

If a miracle is better and surpassing the Holy Emperor, it will only be a matter of time, sooner or later.

"Why go out?"

Saros, who was less than 20 years old, leaned against the wall and took a sip of wine: "What's the difference between being outside and here?"

"What's more,..."

Saros thought for a moment and smiled, "I won't go out secretly. That's a thief. I, Saros, will never be a thief."

Shi Xiyu felt very strange when she was holding the stolen food and wine in her hand, but she said she was not a thief.

"Do you know?"

Saros said to Fat Old Han: "They escorted me here, came in through the gate, passed the arena, I saw it there, and heard their shouts."

"I remember there was no gladiator that day," said Fat Old Han: "There should be no one there."

"Yes."

Saros: "No one there."

"But I heard it," Saros: "the voice of countless people shouting."

That day, Saros stood up and walked into the arena. There was no one in the audience, but he was not like a slave, but instead came here like a hero.

"I told myself at that time."

"I came in through the gate," Saros looked at the fat old man's eyes: "And one day, I will send me out like a hero in the cheers and praises of countless people!"

“…”

Hearing Saros' answer, Fat Old Han was stunned.

It was the first time he had heard such crazy words in his life, and it was also the first time he had met someone like Saros.

He was in adversity but was not desperate. He was at a loss, but he still thought of a brilliant tomorrow, as if this was destined and a highlight moment that he would definitely usher in.

Saros would not escape, even if he could, he would not escape.

Because escaping is a coward's behavior, Saros will never be a cowardly deserter!

"Yeah?"

"Do you think so?"

The Holy Emperor's heart, which had not been surging for many years, beat again. He was looking forward to the achievements of Saros. This is a hero, and if a hero wants to rise, he must have a stage that belongs to him.

‘I will give you this stage.’

'But I will also give you the most severe tests.'

‘If you can’t pass, it only means you are a little bitch who can speak loudly and be self-righteous.’

The next day, after spending nearly a month in peace, even Shi Xiyu gradually got used to life in the slave farm, a notice was issued.

Soon after, the arena will open again and all slaves will fight against the terrifying monsters.

This gladiator is different from any previous one. It will face everyone and give anyone hope to defeat the enemy.

In other words, even a young girl like Shi Xiyu has to take up her weapons to fight.

If she is defeated, it is a pity that she will have a dead end.

At the same time, the above also gave an extremely generous reward: as long as you can win, even if it is just a game, you can get rid of your slave status and gain a free body.

This means that the Holy Empire will give you the proof of exemption from sin. The winner is the strong, and the Holy Empire respects the strong!

"Does such a young child go up to fight?"

Saros could not agree with this kind of thing. Shi Xiyu had no talent for fighting at all. She was just an ordinary person. She asked her to fight and was no different from dying.

However, this is not something Saros can interfere, the gladiator has begun

die.

Blood.

An endless roar and a desperate wail.

No one won, everyone died at the hands of the terrible monster, because it was simply an unfair battle.

"Why are there divine beasts and monsters!"

"That level of miracle species is not something that mortals like us can match."

Even if there is a son of miracle among the slaves, how can it be compared with these terrifying monsters at the hero level, even kings and legend levels?

This is not a dead end, because the unilateral massacre will not make the audience happy and excited.

Therefore, this arena is shrouded in special miracle power. It will make a judgment while both sides come to power, that is, the sum of the strengths of both sides will be added and then redistributed.

The strong will get three-quarters of this power, while the weak will get one-quarter.

This is the hope that the Holy Emperor gave to the slaves, a chance to free them from slavery and regain their freedom.
Chapter completed!