Although there was only a short glimpse before, Zhang Heng still remembered some information points with Zhang Heng's observation ability, especially after the old trainer reminded him, Zhang Heng also recalled more details.
"She... seems to be barefoot. She has a dagger in her hand. The handle of the dagger is carved with an eagle's head. In addition, she has a bunch of keys threaded with rattan around her waist."
"How many keys are there?" the old trainer continued to ask.
"I didn't count, three... no, it should be four," Zhang Heng paused, "Aside from the corridor connecting to the hot tub outside, is there any other place to go out here?"
"I often come here to take a bath. As far as I know, there is no second way out here." The old trainer replied.
"So you mean she just disappeared out of nowhere?"
This time, the old trainer did not answer Zhang Heng's question, but spit out a somewhat unfamiliar name, "Kreus."
"Who is this?"
"The black-robed woman you met," said the old trainer, "according to your description, it should be Kleis herself. She is the god of murder and assassins, and she is in charge of the delicate balance between all things. Between chaos and order, your luck is good, Kreis rarely shows up in front of people, so few people in this world can see her. As for her face, it is better not to know, because you have seen her People who look like her are no longer in this world."
"Why haven't I heard of her divine name?" Zhang Heng frowned.
In order to confirm the identity of the old man in Tang suit, he had made up some knowledge of mythology before, and he still has a good understanding of the beliefs of the ancient Romans. The worship of god names in Rome is relatively complicated. Many gods in ancient Rome came from Greek mythology. With the continuous expansion of the territory, there are also a mess of other beliefs flowing in, such as Jewish Christianity, some ancient religions in Egypt, and even the ancestors of the barbarians, but the name of Kreuis is not among them.
"As I said, there are not many people who can see her." After finishing speaking, the old trainer gave Zhang Heng a meaningful look.
However, contrary to his expectations, when Zhang Heng heard this sentence, he showed neither awe nor suspicion, but a look of thoughtfulness, "I remembered, this is not the first time we have Meet."
"Um?"
Considering the background of the game all the time, there is basically a certain god hidden behind each dungeon. Zhang Heng did wonder for a while whether he had encountered the god in this dungeon, until he recalled where he had seen the other party before. .
"I saw her on the long-necked wine bottle, just when I was celebrating my official gladiator qualification," Zhang Heng said, "It's interesting, in the second century AD, someone was already playing with psychological hints like this. Is it a trick?"
Zhang Heng used a similar method once, in the Leaker dungeon. He used psychological suggestion to unconsciously plant the idea of going to the ski resort in Leiya's head. Some people also used this method on him.
And the opponent's approach is undoubtedly more covert and advanced.
"There is no Kreis at all, right? The figure I caught a glimpse of outside the door is you. Judging from your sweating state, you should have just entered this room not long ago. I should have thought of it a long time ago. Since there is only one exit from this room, the only person left after excluding irrelevant people is the answer... But it is impossible for me to have hallucinations through simple psychological hints, there must be other auxiliary means."
Zhang Heng lowered his head and thought about it again, "Wine, you or your people have tampered with my bottle of wine, right?"
Zhang Heng recalled the female slave holding the amphora at that time. The latter walked straight towards him. At that time, only he and Walo stood there. Walo wanted to drink too, but soon another female slave brought him a drink. A new bottle of wine came in front of him, so Zhang Heng was the only one who drank the wine in the bottle.
At that time, he felt that the taste of the wine was a little strange, as if it was mixed with some kind of herbal medicine, but Zhang Heng was drinking wine from the second century AD for the first time, so he didn't think much about it at the time, but thinking about what happened to him later, Zhang Heng quickly found the root of the problem.
The old Persian trainer quietly listened to Zhang Heng finish all the analysis, and then said, "As expected, I saw the right person, you are the person we are looking for."
"Us? Oh, so you really have an accomplice." Zhang Heng raised his eyebrows.
"I prefer to call them companions," said the old Persian trainer. "Also, I saw your final assessment, and I think you hid your strength in the battle, right? You even fooled Gabi, He discovered Cisnatus back then, and against all odds, he trained Cisnatus to be the ace of the Victor Arena, but he misjudged you."
"I do not know what you're talking about."
There is neither human nor material evidence for this kind of thing, and Zhang Heng will definitely not admit it.
"Don't worry, I won't inform Gabi." The old Persian trainer said, "You don't need to be so wary of us, we have no hostility towards you."
"It doesn't look like you have no hostility in these tricks," Zhang Heng said. "In order to make me believe what I saw, you have worked hard, and you even made up some murder and assassin gods."
"I didn't lie to you." The old Persian trainer blinked, "At least not in the matter of Keluis, she is indeed a god we worship."
"But you say she's the god of murder and assassins."
"So we are killers and assassins." The old Persian trainer said, "I come from an ancient and mysterious organization. Our history is longer than Rome, with thousands of years, but we have been keeping a low profile during this period. In this regard, I think we still have some common language... If you want to ask me why I am here, the reason is very simple, I have a little friendship with Gabi, he invited me to train gladiators for him, but in fact most of the time I just need to be responsible for the training of Habitus alone."
"Habitus' footsteps were taught by you?"
"Mostly, but he also made some improvements of his own on this basis to meet the needs of gladiator performances."
"Then I suggest you continue to train him, because I heard that he still seems to want to be the ace of the Victor Arena," Zhang Heng said tactfully, "You should focus on him instead of bothering me."
Xiaodaizhao said
Sorry, it's late today, there may only be one update, everyone go to bed early, don't wait.