"Can you guarantee it yourself?" Suye asked.
Julius pondered for a moment, and said, "If it's too popular, I'm afraid I'll have to find a partner."
"I might as well cooperate directly with the Plato Chamber of Commerce. We are already a cooperative relationship." Su Ye said.
Julius gritted his teeth and said, "Let me take a look at the sample. If it is good enough, I can guarantee that you will benefit more from cooperating with me."
"good."
Su ye took out a black iron supernatural sword made by Wang Sledgehammer and handed it to Julius.
"Suspended brilliance."
A bright light shines through the passage.
Several Julius guards behind him looked at Su ye in surprise, it turned out to be instant magic.
Julius took the long sword of divine power, looked at it carefully, and was dumbfounded, and then asked the guards to take out their weapons.
Bronze sword, cut off with one sword.
Iron sword, cut off with one sword.
Black iron divine power sword, each sword has a big gap.
Su ye's black iron supernatural power sword was as clean as new, with no trace on the blade.
"What kind of steel is this? What kind of forging method is this? What kind of supernatural power is this? Can any of you see it?" Julius handed it to several guards behind him.
Everyone looked at it and shook their heads one after another.
Su Ye smiled and said: "The overall value of this divine power sword is more than twice that of ordinary black iron divine power. Of course, there is still a certain gap compared with the offerings from the temple or the master's works."
"The master you mentioned must have been made by the demigod himself. Even the black iron supernatural sword made by the master of the sanctuary may not be able to reach this level. This sword is perfect in all aspects, the only one I have ever seen. The black iron work that used this sword was made by the spirit of the Artisan Temple, and it was placed as a work of art on the stone platform of a legendary family."
Julius held the black iron supernatural sword in his hand, and kept touching the blood groove on the spine of the sword, reluctant to let go.
"However, I heard that Sparta likes to use short swords and spears. It seems that this kind of long sword is not suitable for this place." Su Ye said.
"Yes. Sparta's standard equipment is four weapons, left arm shield, right waist dagger, a throwing spear, and a war spear. It is impossible to equip a throwing spear with divine power, but a war spear can." Julius said .
"In Sparta, I mainly make daggers and spears, right?" Su Ye said.
"In Sparta, the shield is more valuable. Before we Spartans went out, every mother would say, either come back with a shield or lie on it." Julius said.
"That's just right. I'm in charge of making shields, daggers and spears. The related accessories are purchased from other workshops and assembled at the end." Su Ye said.
"I don't think it will take long for you to monopolize the entire black iron level divine power equipment in Sparta. Even if your price is a little more expensive." Julius said.
"The price of a divine spear is about 1,000 Golden Eagles. What price do you think our divine spear should be?" Suye asked.
"If you just want to sell black iron weapons and equipment, I suggest that you increase the price to 1500 Golden Eagle, which is definitely not high. However, if you want to sell other items and earn more money, the price of 1200 is Upper limit." Julius said.
"Very good. I want to set up a weapons business as soon as possible. The name is... Dragon Slayer. I'm going to draw a mighty red dragon head as a trademark." Su Ye said.
"I also heard that the humorous faucet on the beauty of the dragon is the trademark you created. You are really a business genius. I hope to cooperate with you for a long time in the future. Because I have the same business as you The belief that short-term monetary interests are not important, but long-term interests are more important." Julius said.
"I hope we can cooperate happily!"
The two looked at each other and smiled.
The fighters behind Julis felt weird. How could a teenage child be so sophisticated and not lose the slightest bit in front of Julis.
The two walked out of the passage, passed through the gate, and came to the edge of the arena under the moonlit night.
The sound of wooden swords chopping stakes, long swords clanging, loud insults, patient guidance, and soft cries of injuries can be heard endlessly.
Thousands of gladiators are training at night.
Some were sweating profusely with their upper body bare, some were fully armed and dodged and moved, and some were scolded by the training officer until they were sprayed with blood.
On the edge of the arena's inner field, there are high walls. Above the walls are large nets to prevent wild animals. Behind the large nets, there are terraced auditoriums.
Directly opposite, there is also the Dragon's Mouth Terrace.
The arena here is simpler than that in Athens, but it is full of rough wildness, and the invisible power stimulates people's blood.
Su ye's spirit lifted, and then a look of doubt appeared on his face.
"Why are there so many non-Spartans here?"
While most are equipped with similar weapons, some are instantly recognizable by their attire.
For example, mummies in Egypt are wrapped in enchanted metal strips.
There are also some people who need to be recognized by their weapons and appearance, such as Nordics, Persians and Egyptians, most of which have certain differences.
Julius said proudly: "Sparta was indeed xenophobic before, but under the innovation of the kings these years, countries were allowed to enter Sparta for training. In just a few decades, Sparta has become a holy place that soldiers all over the world yearn for. It is also because of this that our Sparta is getting stronger and stronger. Even, many Gentiles are willing to become Spartans. But we Spartans have the pride of the Spartans and only accept outstanding Gentiles. At least it reaches the gold level. Unlike some stupid countries that collect all kinds of waste, the people complained, and finally the country was occupied by foreigners, and the natives became slaves."
"There will indeed be such a stupid country. In the history books, such a country has never been cut off, and there will be no less in the future." Su Ye said.
Su Ye sighed in his heart. The Spartans of this era knew about the catfish effect. Some countries copied their homework but turned it into a dove occupying a magpie's nest.
"Cooperation is cooperation, but next, I want to train you as a gladiator. First, you have to take the first step, which is to stand here and swear an oath to Ares, the god of war. This is the wax board used for oath." Zhu Liss took the black wax board from his hand and handed it to Su ye.
Su ye immediately took the oath with a wax board in his hand.
"Okay, since you have taken the oath, even if you are a gladiator, you will be included in the list tomorrow. Generally speaking, gladiators will undergo long and boring training. Even experienced fighters need to study for several months, but you There is no time. There is a way that allows you to play directly, and that is to challenge the pile position." Julius said.
Su ye looked at Julius.
Julius scanned the arena and said, "Look at the stakes on the arena, they are all used for training for novices and warming up for veterans, and they all come from Rome. The status of gladiators is also sorted by stakes."
"The fifth stake refers to novices, people who are completely unqualified to play."
"The fourth stake is an ordinary gladiator with insufficient qualifications."
"The third stake is a senior gladiator, who has been a gladiator for more than three years or has participated in ten official gladiator fights."
"The second stake, you can generally become the captain or vice-captain of the team, and you must have more than 50 games or more than five years of experience. Only when you reach this level can you become a trainer."
"The first stake, in Rome, those sheep-like gladiators can be the first stake even with black iron, but in Sparta, only silver warriors can be the first stake." Julius' words caused people around to laugh .
"Different gladiatorial competitions have different restrictions. Some gladiatorial competitions even only allow gladiators of the first stake level to play. Therefore, you must at least reach the second stake level to participate in most competitions."
"I understand that." Su ye said.
"Next, you have to continue to challenge and finally determine your stake. To challenge the fifth stake and the fourth stake, you only need to beat one person, but to challenge the other three stakes, you need to beat three people in a row. You can't Interrupt, or the challenge will fail." Julius stared into Su Ye's eyes.
"Okay, can we start now?" Suye asked.
The people nearby looked at Su ye with strange eyes.
"very good!"
After Julius finished speaking, he stretched out his hand, and the magician guard behind him took out his mustache from the ring of space and put it on his hand.
"Today, a bronze magician named Su Ye is going to start the stake challenge. Everyone can rest and watch the challenge." Julius' voice spread throughout the audience.
The chaotic sounds of the arena suddenly stopped, and then, eyes that seemed to be burning with flames fell on Suye.
Su ye was taken aback for a moment.
"There seems to be something wrong with the way they look at me," Su ye said.
Julius smiled so that his eyes were narrowed, his chubby face was like a big dough pancake, and he said: "Of course not, the stake challenge is basically tantamount to humiliating all the gladiators present. Generally speaking, gladiator schools that hate each other In between, people will be sent to the opponent to challenge the position. You are a magician, and the degree of humiliation will be doubled."
Su ye shook his head helplessly. This was clearly kicking the gym. No wonder those gladiators were like wolves.
"But don't worry, as long as you complete the pile challenge and beat them one by one until they cry, they will still respect you. Of course, respecting you will not extinguish their hostility towards magicians." Julius remained the same. said with a smile.
Su ye sighed, knowing that Aristotle had no good intentions.
"Then come on, finish early, I'm a little tired today." Suye said.
The nearby gladiators grew even more angry.
Julius was smiling, not angry at all.
Thousands of people slowly gathered to the front.
Julius said: "Here comes a fifth stake black iron warrior."
"I come!"
"I!"
More than a dozen black iron fighters rushed out first.
Julius pointed to the tallest and strongest man and said, "Come here." Then he looked at Suye.
Suye asked: "Spartan gladiatorial games can summon servants, right?"
"The vast majority can be summoned, with only a few exceptions. Of course the challenge pile can be summoned. However, I know your servant is powerful, and I hope to see your strength." Julius said.
"Okay. However, the power of magic is uncontrollable. I'm afraid it will hurt people. Do they need to add some protective measures?" Suye said.
"Dude, you are so sincere when you brag, I almost believe it." A bronze warrior folded his arms and whistled.
The audience roared with laughter.