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To save their fellow countrymen.

However, not long after the night ended, Crassus arrived and expressed his intention to give Spartacus away, which quickly made Spartacus realize the cruel tricks of fate.

Even though he expressed his unwillingness to leave, Crassus's attitude was so firm that he was not allowed to refuse.

When you place yourself in the position of the weak, only able to be manipulated by others and move forward according to their plans, thus disrupting your own original plans, this once again forces Spartacus to accelerate his actions.

at the same time--

On the other hand, they knew that subduing someone like Spartacus required a slow process. The man had a very strong will and his own unique perspective on the world, making him not so easy to win over.

Even if he couldn't subdue him, Ye believed that after today's meeting, his words would leave a seed in Spartacus's heart, and that was enough.

Spartacus will be a great help in the future when fully integrating the voices within Rome.

Sometimes, it's foolish to constantly suppress all dissenting voices.

This will only push him to the opposite side of everyone. Even if he has unparalleled power, he will at best be a lonely tyrant. Such a person can be a general, but is not suitable to be a king.

Just like the Romanian general who used his own power to defend his country, the very people he had protected with that power ultimately betrayed him.

The people feared the brutality of his power and viewed his piercing of the rainforest as a symbol of the devil's power.

But they overlooked the fact that it was precisely that brutal force that protected their land.

Chapter 167 Using a Dragon to Combat Evil; Marius: Listen to me, thank you.

The so-called "nurturing an enemy to enhance one's own importance"

If there were no more criminals in the world, what would be the point of having police?

Sometimes, rebellious forces like Spartacus are quite necessary for the Night.

However, their identities are slightly reversed. To Ye, the truly rotten and filthy old things clinging to Rome are actually the senators at the highest level of the country.

If he didn't follow the official route, he would be happy to side with Spartacus and, based on slaves and the masses, ignite a new flame on Roman soil.

But now that he has arrived and is prepared to accept this barbaric Roman Republic, whose systems are still imperfect in many ways, he is ready to accept it.

Then let Spartacus help me get rid of some of the parasites that are inconvenient to deal with on the surface.

Even in the future, the storm that would guide Spartacus to liberation would sweep across France, Britain, and other regions...

At that time, Ye could even use the pretext of saving these countries to legitimately take over these lands.

No, that's too evil.

Even he himself couldn't bear to look at it anymore. But the night did not deceive Spartacus; given the chance, he would build a more stable and peaceful kingdom, rather than the chaotic and disorderly world it was in now.

Then night began the process of choosing the slaves he wanted in this special arena.

That night, he presented his budget—

He said he had twenty talents (thank you Pompey family for sending me money again!), money was not an issue, he just wanted high-quality gladiators, the more the better.

The temporary manager of the arena got excited. This business was too big for him to handle, so he invited Crassus, who had just seen Marius off, to join him.

Including Gneiss Pompeii and Caesar before, Night has finally made contact with all three future leaders of Rome.

As Crassus welcomed the night with a smile—

And sincerely call him a friend.

Crassus: "My dear friend, I have already learned of your order from my subordinates."

What kind of slaves do you specifically want?

Don't worry, I, Krassu, can guarantee you, I have everything you need! You'll be absolutely satisfied!

Night: "I need a group of powerful Spartan warriors, and if possible, some strong female gladiators as well."

Crassus: "No problem."

I even have female Spartan warriors here!

For the sake of twenty talants, even Crassus doesn't often have such big business deals. If the other party can bring him a lot of wealth, he would do it even if it meant treating Night as one of the twelve Olympian gods.

Although Crassus had previously said he would send Marius a batch of Spartan warriors, he naturally couldn't possibly take all of his stock. In fact, if Night's order was large enough, it wouldn't matter if he sent Marius two less.

Anyway, Lord Marius only really values ​​Spartacus; the other warriors are just extras.

(Marius: Thank you!)

Night: "There are female Spartan warriors too?"

Ye Weiwei was slightly surprised, as if her eyes had been suddenly opened.

The Spartan warriors did not have a high birth rate, or rather, most of their children were not guaranteed to survive and grow to adulthood.

Even the most basic historical records about how Spartan warriors trained their people show that once the children were old enough to move around, they would be sent to the deep mountains to survive in the wilderness.

They even have to spend an entire winter outside, fighting with wild wolves.

Only through trials of blood and fire can truly powerful warriors be born. Those who can survive such hellish conditions are few and far between, let alone women; even men are few and far between, and female Spartan warriors are even fewer.

Crassus stated that female Spartan warriors would cost more than three times as much.

Ye readily agreed and did not haggle.

Scarcity makes things valuable.

Anyway, I don't have to pay for it myself.

Seeing that Night was so agreeable, Crassus immediately told Night about his stockpile—

Aside from the group of warriors he originally intended to give to Marius, Crassus still had fifty male Spartan warriors and twelve female Spartan warriors in his possession.

Hearing this number made Ye's eyelids twitch; he even suspected that Ye had sent people to the land of Sparta to plunder the local tribes and wipe them out.

The Battle of Thermopylae only managed to muster 300 warriors; you've already got a fifth of the population.

Night declared she wanted them all...

This made Crassus even more enthusiastic.

Crassus: "Friend, I actually have more than twenty Spartan warriors, but they were originally reserved by someone else."

"If you're willing to pay three times the price, I'm willing to sell you ten more."

Night: "I can offer five times the amount... I'll take all the remaining twenty-odd ones too."

Crassus: ...!

This guy has met a real tycoon!

Crassus's breathing became rapid.

Although the money from slaves isn't much in the grand scheme of things, what merchant could resist a five-fold profit?!

It's still a normal transaction with absolutely no risk.

If you refuse to take a huge windfall, you're a complete bastard.

Damn it!

Crassus: "Alright!!! Then it's all yours, my dearest friend!"

At this point, Crassus had completely forgotten about Marius.

He'll find an excuse to brush it off later; after all, with Spartacus's investment, that elder will still be grateful.

Then I'll just say the Spartan slaves revolted and all ran away! But I still have equally powerful Thracian warriors under my command. Just look at Spartacus's strength; the excellence of the Thracian warriors goes without saying, right?

He believed that if he said that, the Grand Secretary would surely understand his 'sincerity' and 'helplessness'.

however--

When he saw that Ye had agreed without even blinking, he agreed.

Krassus suddenly felt like he had been cheated!

Damn, that's suffocating money power; it seems they can even drive up the price? I should have tried negotiating and offered ten times the price.

Normally, it's Crassus who uses his money to slap others, but this time he's run into a rich bastard who doesn't even care about money.

Even the kings of ancient Babylon couldn't have been more extravagant with their wealth.

Night: "Besides the Spartan warriors, I also want Thracian warriors. How many you have here, I'll take them all!"

Crassus's heart skipped a beat...

Uh, the Thracians too?

Crassus, who had just mentally prepared himself to send Marius some Thracian warriors as compensation, quickly put the idea aside again.

Turning a business opportunity into a loss is the act of a bastard! Especially when the profits are multiple times the initial investment!

Crassus: "Um... I do have quite a few Thracian warriors here, but..."

Ye frowned slightly: "It's been reserved too?"

Ye was somewhat dissatisfied, even suspecting that Crassus might be trying to swindle him because he was rich. Although the money was swindled from Pompey, it wasn't so easy to get.

He dared to take it from Lista, and you, Crassus, dare to take it too?

Chapter 168 Blame-Taking Krass: Is Sura going to kill me?!

At present, the major Roman nobles certainly have no shortage of slave warriors under their command. Even if there is an occasional need, they will not request such a large number of them to replenish their ranks with fresh blood.

There was no news of any noble family sending private soldiers to suppress bandits; in all of Rome right now, he was the only one who needed to conscript a large number of soldiers.

Or is it that the Senate already controls Crassus and is deliberately blocking him?

Surely no one would be foolish enough to try to limit his growth in this way.

A dangerous thought flashed through Ye's mind.

His true strength doesn't come from these so-called private soldiers.

If any elders are truly restless, he will teach them a lesson about how dignity is built on the edge of a blade.

When he felt dissatisfied that night, the faintly emanating dangerous aura, like a raging flood or a ferocious beast, created an immense sense of oppression that made Crassus's expression change.

Crassus regained some of his senses and suppressed some of his greed.

He said, "I'm not lying to you. These warriors and the previous Spartan warriors were originally from a high-ranking figure in the Senate."

I have just given you all the Spartan warriors.