I Have 48 Hours a Day

Zhang Heng's previous performances earned him some money. In addition, when he won the Flavian Amphitheater, he also received many gifts and copper coins from enthusiastic audiences, although the bulk of these things belonged to Marcruz. Yes, but he can still get the money for rent.

And strictly speaking, Zhang Heng is not a naked word, after all, Kang Maode can't wait to provide him with the next offer, and he is still doing another job with the blade of balance, so he takes the little slave After a few rooms, I chose the most comfortable one, but the rent was also the most expensive.

The room for the two was located south of Plato Square. Opening the window allows you to see the Tiber River. In addition to the good scenery and wide view, this also reduces the risk of water leakage. It's okay, there is no need to waste money, she said that she can sleep on the floor.

Anyway, Zhang Heng had been sleeping like this before she gave her a bed, and most slaves also slept like this.

"But you are no longer a slave." Zhang Hengdao.

"But don't you want me to take care of your daily life, not how to take care of it in a room, let's say we haven't lived this way before, is there any problem?" The little female slave blinked.

"Uh, let me ask that. Have you ever thought about what you will do to make a living after you are free?" Zhang Heng said helplessly.

What surprised him, however, was that the little female slave nodded after hearing it, "Some and some, I have seriously considered it."

"Oh? This is unexpected. What do you want to do in the future?"

"To clean you up and take care of your daily life." The little female slave thought without thinking.

"........."

"You need someone to clean and take care of yourself, right?" The little slave asked.

"Hey, it seems like that." Zhang Heng couldn't refute. Rome in the second century is not modern. It is convenient to live alone. There are no toilets, no washing machines, no running water, no convenience store downstairs, and even the kitchen It is also shared by many people.

Of course, Zhang Heng can survive alone even on a desert island, but in this case he needs to spend too much energy on maintaining basic survival, so it is still necessary to hire an individual to take care of living.

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

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

"Did I find a job?" The little female slave completed the perfect derivation.

"......... Forget it, let's do it first, I'll get you some serious errands to support myself later." Zhang Heng also had to compromise.

So the house was settled.

Zhang Heng asked the homeowner to add an extra bed, and then gave the little female slave some money, so that the latter bought some necessary daily necessities. It was very late when the two men finished the preliminary packing, and the little female slave who was the main labor was tired. Go to bed and fell asleep.

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

By the time the moon rises, the streets are getting quieter and quieter. The only pubs and entertainment venues are also dozing off. Except for some drunkards who are drunk on the alleys of the alleys, others have already come to sleep. The man Zhang Heng was waiting for finally arrived.

"Is this your new place of residence?" The old Persian trainer rolled in through the window like a ghost.

"Hmm." Zhang Heng nodded, glanced down the street, then closed the window.

"It looks pretty good." The old Persian trainer looked around and glanced at the little slave girl who fell on the bed. "You also brought her out? You really don't look like you appear So ruthless. "

"I never said I was ruthless." Zhang Heng replied.

"But your mood does not fluctuate very much," said the old Persian trainer. "Very well, this is the trait that all assassins dream of." After he paused, he continued, "You performed well before. Not only won the championship, but also successfully evoked Kang Maode's interest in you. If nothing else, he will first give you one or two small things to do. If you have done well, he should plan to reuse you. You can also smoothly join the small circle of power next to him and find out where Otrus is. "

"Before these things happen, I can ask first. Did the sudden calls that gave me freedom earlier today be 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 matter, someone may help you."

"Who?"

"Priestess, she wants to see you."

Zhang Heng was surprised that according to Dadatis, the organizational structure of the Blade of Balance is actually not complicated. Except for a group of external personnel who provide services externally, the internal core is a group of top assassins and a priest. The Assassins of Daties are the sharpest weapon of the blade of balance. Usually they are composed of something like a council to maintain the operation of the organization, but the priests of Kreis can mobilize the blade of balance through the oracle All power.

In a way, she can even be regarded as the actual controller of the blade of balance, but in Zhang Heng's guess, the blade of balance should belong to a powerful political force. If so, the priestess of the blade of balance is very It may just be the megaphone of that political force.

No matter what the actual situation is, the other party is undoubtedly a very important person ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Zhang Heng didn't expect that the other party would call him by name when he hadn't proved his loyalty through the test of balance blade.

Is it because the progress between him and Conmore has gone smoothly beyond expectations?

Zhang Heng couldn't guess the other side's thoughts for the time being, and the two did not know if it was a blessing or a curse, so he did not immediately agree, but asked, "Do the other core members of the organization know this meeting? "

"Should not," the old Persian trainer shook his head. "I was also suddenly informed that the priestess wanted to see you. Generally, even the core members of the organization, it was difficult to see the priestess. When there was no deity, she Wouldn't show up. "

"So she shows up now, does it mean a new shrine appears?" Zhang Heng frowned.

"No, you don't need to be nervous. This time it's different. She just wants to see you." Persian veteran trainer said, "Also, don't you want to enter the library in the secret place, usually. 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 to the library. "

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