When Merion and dozens of gladiators arrived at the novice training ground.
The Lion Avodo was as tall as a tower. He was waiting for him on the training ground with his arms crossed over his chest.
Facing Avodo's cold gaze, Merion walked up to him.
"Buck Whitman, what can you pay for your freedom?" Avodo asked coldly.
"Everything but life and dignity."
"Can you give up your handsome, charming face, or one arm, one leg?"
"Yes," Merion replied without any hesitation. "I have to go back to my hometown freely. I don't care whether I'm disfigured or lack of arms or legs."
"Ha-ha." Avodo burst into laughter. "I made the right choice. Come with me."
Merion followed Avodo to a small courtyard made of the stone wall beside the training ground.
There was a circular cattle hide sandbag array in the yard, about five meters in diameter.