Chapter 37 The Free People's Worship of the Slave Gladiator

Merion withdrew his gaze from the stands.

He stared at "Lion Avodo".

The warriors of the horse-riding were neatly arranged in two rows on the spot.

Merion rode "Solidified Blood".

He stood in the second row, on the left behind Avodo.

In the audience's warm cheers,

"Lion Avodo" on horse became calm and collected.

He looked like a commander in chief.

Merion felt that he wasn't leading 19 horse gladiators, but a myriad of troops.

Even.

Tens of thousands of audiences in the grandstand could end up riding with him.

For a moment, Merion had an illusion that if his mother and sister weren't still in the hands of the enemies, would he really give up everything and rush to the battlefield with the "Lion Avodo", fighting fiercely and generously in the army.

Now, he was riding a horse in front of the newcomers.

Their expressions were clear.

The 20 newbies also followed the audience and stared blankly at "Lion Avodo".