Chapter 819 Goodbye Dadatis

Zhang Heng's previous performances earned him some money. In addition, when he won the championship at the Flavian Amphitheater, he also received a lot of gifts and copper coins from the enthusiastic audience, although most of these things went to Mark Rus. , but he can still get the money for renting a house.

And strictly speaking, Zhang Heng's words were not naked remarks. After all, Commodus could not wait to provide him with the next offer, and he was still working another job at the Balance Blade, so he took the little slave girl to see After looking at several houses, I finally chose the one that was the most comfortable to live in, but the rent was also the most expensive.

Their room is located south of Plato Square. You can see the Tiber River from the window. In addition to the good scenery and wide view, this 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 slaves also slept like this.

"But you are no longer a slave." Zhang Heng said.

"But don't you still want me to take care of your daily life? How can I take care of you if you don't live in the same room? Besides, haven't we always lived like this before? Is there any problem?" the little slave girl blinked.

"Well, let me ask you this, have you thought about what you will do to make a living after you are free?" Zhang Heng said helplessly.

However, what surprised him was that the little slave girl 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.

"…………"

"Do you need someone to clean and take care of your daily life?" the little slave girl asked.

"Well, it seems so." Zhang Heng couldn't refute. Rome in the second century AD was not modern. Living alone was very convenient for anything. There were no toilets, no washing machines, no running water, and no convenience store or even kitchen downstairs. It is also shared by many people.

Of course, Zhang Heng can survive alone even on a desert island, but in this case he will need to spend too much energy on maintaining basic survival, so it is still necessary to hire someone to take care of his daily life.

"Then I took care of you for a while and did a pretty good job, right?" the little slave girl then asked.

"Well, that's right." Zhang Heng had to nod.

"Then have I found a job?" the little slave girl completed the perfect deduction.

"...Forget it, let's do this for now. I'll find you some serious jobs to support yourself later." Zhang Heng also had to compromise.

So the matter of the house was settled.

Zhang Heng asked the landlord to add another bed, and then gave the little slave girl some money to purchase some necessary daily necessities. By the time the two of them finished packing, it was already very late, and the little slave girl, who was the main laborer, was exhausted. Got to bed and fell asleep directly.

But Zhang Heng didn't sleep, he was still waiting for someone.

When the moon rises high, the streets become quieter and quieter, and the only pubs and entertainment venues are closed. Except for some drunkards who are drunk in the alleys and gutters, everyone else has fallen asleep one after another. The person Zhang Heng was waiting for finally arrived.

"Is this your new residence?" The old Persian trainer climbed in from the window like a ghost.

"Yes." Zhang Heng nodded, glanced at the street downstairs, and then closed the window.

"It looks pretty good." The old Persian trainer looked around and took another look when his eyes fell on the little slave girl on the bed. "You also brought her out? You are really not what you seem. So ruthless."

"I have never said that I am ruthless." Zhang Heng replied.

"But your emotions rarely fluctuate." The old Persian trainer said, "Very good. This is a trait that all assassins dream of." After speaking, he paused and continued, "Your performance before was very good. , not only won the championship, but also successfully aroused Commodus's interest in you. If nothing else, he will give you one or two small tasks to do first. If you complete it well, he should plan to reuse you. You can also successfully enter the small circle of power around him and find out the whereabouts of Otrus."

"Before these things happen, I can first ask, were those sudden calls for my freedom earlier today arranged by your balancing blade?" Zhang Heng interrupted.

"Have you noticed it?" The old Persian trainer was a little surprised, "But this part is not my responsibility. If you want to understand this aspect, there is someone who may be able to help you."

"who?"

"Priestess, she wants to see you."

Zhang Heng was surprised. According to Dadatis, the organizational structure of the Balance Blade is actually not complicated. Apart from a group of peripheral personnel who provide external services, the internal core is a group of top assassins and a priest. There is no nominal leader. Among them, Da Assassins like Datis are the sharpest weapons of the Blade of Balance. Usually, they form a parliament-like thing to maintain the operation of the organization, but the priests of Cleis can mobilize the Blade of Balance through the oracle. All power.

To a certain extent, she can even be regarded as the actual controller of the Balanced Blade. However, Zhang Heng speculated that the Balanced Blade should be affiliated with a powerful political force. If this is the case, then the priestess of the Balanced Blade is very Maybe it's just a mouthpiece for that political force.

No matter what the real situation was, the other party was undoubtedly a very key figure. Zhang Heng did not expect that the other party would ask to see him by name before he could prove his loyalty through the test of the Balance Blade.

Is it because the progress between him and Commodus went smoothly beyond expectations?

Zhang Heng couldn't guess what the other party was thinking yet, and he didn't know whether the meeting between the two was a blessing or a curse, so he didn't agree immediately, 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 informed 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 He won’t show up.”

"So her appearance now means that a new oracle has appeared?" Zhang Heng frowned.

"No, you don't need to 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? Normally, This requires the consent of more than two-thirds of the assassins, but if the priest is willing to help you, she can take you directly into the library."