This is a great dinner.

The meat of the wild boar is minced, mixed with herbs and eggs, stuffed into the pork belly, and finally baked in the oven.

The blood of the wild boar is poured into the intestines along with the heart, liver and other internal organs, and then boiled in water.

Large pieces of wild boar legs are cooked in sea water and served directly after being cut into pieces.

Unknown vegetables were cut and boiled in water, then picked up and stirred with olive oil and mint leaves.

In the bowl is a soup of broad beans and unknown objects.

Beautiful silver goblets filled with wine.

In addition, there is unleavened bread.

Moreover, there are a lot of tableware on the table, there are several sets of silver knives, forks and spoons, more than dishes.

During the meal, Mr. Hozenploz always glanced at the mysterious young man, but the more he looked, the more frightened he became.

Over the years, he has invited many gladiators to dinner.

Except for a few of the gladiators who were afraid of being scolded and dared not make big moves, the others were all gobbling up the rare food in front of them, wishing they could eat more with a bigger mouth.

But this young man is different. He has been very calm from the beginning of the meal. Like meat and vegetables, there is no priority. The size of each food you put in your mouth only needs to be opened properly. The benefits of urgency are the same, even with the number of rejections of a food.

Mr. Hozenploz was a little uncertain. Even in the most courteous court, no one could eat as calmly and gracefully as he did.

This is what Charles wants to achieve.

During his years in Osmanthus City, he followed Elizabeth to receive the strictest etiquette education of the elves, and table manners were an important part of it, which affected his later eating habits.

He and Diana had also educated little Arthur on etiquette when they were educating her before, and he was in charge of this part.

For the current Charles, even if there is a canned assorted liver on the table, he can finish it gracefully with a knife and fork, not to mention that tonight's dinner is better than the kind of food banned by the entire army of elves.

For Charles, the current situation is not optimistic.

The magic, various weapons and equipment, status, and face he had relied on before were gone, and it was no different from starting from scratch.

Although his personal force is outstanding, he does not feel that he can ignore the strangulation of the army by himself, and the bow and arrow can kill him.

In the afternoon, some staff members in the arena began to compliment him, and he took this opportunity to inquire about a lot of things.

This is a world similar to that of the Roman Empire, with powerful empires, tough small states, and traditional villains such as barbarians and pirates.

For these gladiators, the best destination is to show their bravery in the arena, join the army after being favored by those legions or nobles, and make achievements in the army.

As for His Majesty the Emperor, the royal family basically despised gladiators.

Except for the queen.

Although Charles has only shown his hand, in the eyes of professionals in the industry, he is a promising star in the future. His identity has immediately changed from being a prop slave to being a gladiator slave, and he has begun to have investment value.

Therefore, as the owner of the arena, Mr. Hozenproz wanted to invite him to a meal and explore his bottom.

A little later, many people will definitely come to him to ask for this person's information.

"What's your name?" Master Hozenploz found that he didn't know the name of this man, and the only thing that was certain was that he was a man.

"Charles." Someone put down the cutlery, picked up the handkerchief and gently wiped his lips.

He looked directly at Mr. Hozenproz. This man had golden hair, but a moustache-colored beard. The most memorable thing was the red nose. In his temperament, he looked a bit like a robber from Wuthering Mountains.

"Where are you from? What do you do?" asked Master Hozenploz again.

He could see that the identity of this Charles must be extraordinary. If his subordinates accidentally caught the young master of any big family, he would carry a wooden barrel and pack his belongings overnight and run back to the Black Forest to be a robber.

Charles replied calmly: "My previous identity doesn't matter anymore."

He thought about it, now that he is penniless, and leaving here is like a beggar, it is better to stay and continue to inquire about news and make some money.

Master Huozhenproz breathed a sigh of relief. After the history he said so, he would have no problem with the accident.

"Give me back my necklace," Charles said. "I've worked for you for three years."

His world gap repairer was taken away when he was first caught, and he had to come back.

Master Huozhenproz suddenly laughed, and he said coldly: "You are my slave now. As long as I don't let go, you will be a slave until you die."

Charles didn't get angry as he imagined, but smiled at him and said, "It's absolutely impossible to say 'no' with your mouth in front of some people, right?"

"Rather than letting people find me along that necklace, it's going to make it difficult for both of us..."

"Oh, no, it's only me who was scolded badly, because you didn't feel it at that time."

A cold sweat broke out from behind Mr. Hozenploz's back, obviously frightened.

The circulation circle of luxury goods and fine jewelry is not large. To find the source, just ask the nobles who are the main consumers.

In the past, there was a prince who went to the border to join the army anonymously, and his true identity was only revealed when he finally returned to the imperial capital to receive the emperor's reward.

Nowadays, there are gambling games among the people, and there are several anonymous young masters in the biennial emperor's reward.

The arena is also a way to enter the army, and it is not impossible for this person in front of him to have this idea.

Even, maybe one of his relatives was in the VIP seat in the stands today, and he saw it but didn't say it.

Mr. Hozenploz dared not think about it any more, he said: "I can return the necklace to you, but your ransom will be counted in it."

Charles replied, "Yes."

In theory, slaves can pay a ransom to their masters to redeem themselves, but this is only a theory. Where do they get the money, only those slave owners with good hearts will leave a little surplus for their slaves.

However, the gladiators are different. In order to motivate them to make the performance more exciting, the arena will give them a part of the dividend.

After the gladiators got the money, some used it to get drunk, some saved it to redeem themselves, or used it to buy some better equipment after being spotted by the army~lightnovelpub.net~Charles saw Hozenproz The master was frightened by himself, so he accepted it when he saw it.

Now he has too few chips in his hand, and the next thing to do is to accumulate chips.

After dinner, Charles was taken to the Gladiator's residence. As a newbie, he didn't go to Chase, but got a small room for one person.

It's just that there's nothing in it, just a pile of straw for sleeping, and the fleas, bugs, and mosquitoes that live here.

At this time, Charles didn't know that he was going to Chase, but Mr. Huozhenproz sent someone to arrange a single room for him on the way, so that he would not be given to him by some gladiators.

It wasn't that Mr. Huozhenproz suddenly showed kindness. In retrospect, he had some doubts about Charles' words. After all, the necklace can also be stolen.

In the end, it was the servant who told him that Charles used a lot of silver tableware, which made him determine that this person was from a certain big family.