Zhang Heng's previous performances earned him some money, and he also received a lot of gifts and copper coins from enthusiastic audiences when he won the championship at the Flavian Amphitheater, although the bulk of these things belonged to Marcruz However, he can still get the rent money.
And strictly speaking, Zhang Heng's speech is not a bare resignation. After all, Kang Maode couldn't wait to provide him with the next offer, and he was still working at the Balance Blade, so he took the little slave girl to watch After looking at several houses, I finally chose a house that was the most comfortable to live in, but the rent was also the most expensive.
The room of the two is located in the south of Plato Square. When you open the window, you can see the Tiber River. In addition to the good scenery and wide view, it also reduces the risk of water leakage. However, Zhang Heng originally wanted to rent two rooms, but the little slave girl insisted on one. A room is enough, there is no need to waste money, she said she can sleep on the floor.
Anyway, she had been sleeping like this before Zhang Heng made a bed for her, and most of the slaves slept like this too.
"But you are no longer a slave." Zhang Heng said.
"But don't you want me to take care of your daily life? How can you take care of it if you're not in the same room? Besides, isn't that how we lived before? Is there any problem?" The little slave girl blinked her eyes and said.
"Uh, let me ask this, have you thought about what job you will do to make a living after you are free?" Zhang Heng said helplessly.
However, what surprised him was that the little female slave nodded repeatedly after hearing this, "Yes, yes, I have seriously considered it."
"Oh? This is unexpected. What do you want to do in the future?"
"Clean for you and take care of your daily life." The little slave girl said without thinking.
"..."
"You need someone to clean and take care of the daily life?" the little slave girl asked.
"Well, it seems to be." Zhang Heng couldn't refute it. Rome in the second century AD was not modern. It was very convenient for a person to live alone and do anything. There was no toilet, no washing machine, no running water, no convenience store downstairs, and even a kitchen. It is also shared by many people.
Of course, Zhang Heng can survive alone even on a deserted island, but in this case, he needs to spend too much energy on maintaining basic survival, so it is still necessary to hire someone to take care of the daily life.
"Then I took care of you for a while before, and I did a good job, right?" The little slave girl continued to ask.
"Well, that's right." Zhang Heng had no choice but to nod.
"Then have I found a job?" The little slave girl completed the perfect deduction.
"...Forget it, let's do this for now, and I'll find you some serious work to support myself later." Zhang Heng also had to compromise.
So the matter of the house was settled.
Zhang Heng asked the homeowner to add another bed, and then gave the little slave girl some money to buy some necessary daily necessities. After the two of them finished cleaning up, it was already very late, and the little slave girl who was the main laborer was tired and paralyzed. In bed, fell asleep straight away.
And Zhang Heng didn't sleep, he was still waiting for someone.
When the moon rose high, the streets became quieter and quieter, and the only taverns and entertainment venues were closed one after another. Except for some drunks who were drunk by the gutters in the alleys, everyone else had already fallen asleep one after another. The person Zhang Heng was waiting for finally arrived.
"Is this your new residence?" The old Persian trainer turned in from the window like a ghost.
"En." Zhang Heng nodded, glanced at the street downstairs, and then closed the window.
"It looks pretty good." The old Persian trainer looked around, and when his eyes fell on the little slave girl on the bed, he took another look, "You brought her out too? You really are not what you appear on the surface so ruthless.”
"I never said I was ruthless." Zhang Heng replied.
"But your emotions do not fluctuate very much." The old Persian trainer said, "Very good, this is the trait that all assassins dream of." After he paused, he continued, "Your performance was very good before. , not only won the championship, but also successfully aroused Commodus's interest in you. If there is no accident, he will give you one or two small things to do first. If you do well, he should plan to reuse you. You can also successfully join the small circle of power next to him and find out the whereabouts of Ortrus."
"Before these things happen, I can ask, are those calls for my freedom that suddenly appeared earlier today, were you arranged by your Balance Blade?" Zhang Heng interrupted.
"Have you noticed it?" The old Persian trainer was a little surprised. "But I'm not in charge of this part. If you want to know about it, someone may be able to help you."
"who?"
"Priest, she wants to see you."
Zhang Heng was surprised. According to Dadatis, the organizational structure of Balance Blade is actually not complicated. Except for a group of peripheral personnel who provide services outside, the internal core is a group of top assassins and a priest. There is no nominal leader. Datis and the other assassins are the sharpest weapons of the Balance Blade. Usually, they form something like a parliament to maintain the organization's operation, but the priests of Kreis can use the oracle to mobilize the Balance Blade. all power.
To some extent, she can even be regarded as the actual controller of the Balance Blade, but in Zhang Heng's guess, the Balance Blade should belong to a powerful political force. If this is the case, then the priestess of the Balance Blade is very It may just be the mouthpiece of this political force.
No matter what the real situation is, the other party is undoubtedly a very important person. Zhang Heng didn't expect that the other party would call him to see him before he passed the Balance Blade test to prove his loyalty.
Is it because the progress between him and Commodus has exceeded expectations
Zhang Heng couldn't guess what the other party was thinking for the time being, and he didn't know whether the meeting between the two was a blessing or a curse, so he didn't immediately agree, but asked, "Do the other core members of the organization know about this meeting? "
"Probably not," the old Persian trainer shook his head, "I was also suddenly notified that the priestess wanted to see you. Under normal circumstances, it is difficult for even the core members of the organization to see the priestess. When there is no oracle, she won't show up."
"So her appearance now means that a new oracle has appeared?" Zhang Heng frowned.
"No, don't be nervous, this time is different, she just wants to see you." The old Persian trainer said, "Also, don't you want to enter the library in the secret station, usually This requires more than two-thirds of the assassins to agree, but if the priest is willing to help you, she can take you directly into the library."
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