10 Freedom? Army? (1/2)

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After leaving the pit, one of the magister's attendant suggested that I would clean myself at a bathhouse and purchase, more suitable clothing. It was already evening by the time we made our way to the estate.

The ride back to the magister's estate was much more comfortable than the trip to the fighting pit. I rode one of the horses, and although I thought of making my escape, I thought about William and all my brothers. Not willing to leave them to die in the pit I followed along.

”A champion will fight in honor of his master and the pit,” the one of the magister's attendant explained, ”every week, people will challenge the champion for their title.”

”Ahh, my apologies, I haven't introduced myself. My name is Owen Vale.”

”Why do people want the title, Owen.” I had seen the man before, delivering food to us. He seemed nice enough has he had small talk with us slaves. Most of the magister's attendants feel repulsed by us.

”He who would have the title would be rewarded with gold for every week he has the title.” Gold… I remember hearing about a matter… ”The rule of every gladiator is once you have earned a hundred times what your master had purchased you for, you would be free.”

”Should I would have to make two thousand gold before I would be free. How much do I make per week?”

”It depends on the crowd, but you would typically make a hundred gold dragons per week, at least that is what would be added to your total.”

”One hundred a week, so twenty weeks…” I mutter to myself. I a sudden realization I ask, ”Wait. Doesn't that mean William has already paid for his freedom?”

William would has stated that he had been fighting at the pit for three years would have easily made more than enough gold to purchase his freedom. Why would he still stay and risk his life fighting in the pit?

”William is a weird man. He was able to purchase his freedom two and a half years ago, but he stays to make more money to purchase the freedom of fellow gladiators.” Owen explained, ”to purchasing other slaves is not as expensive as purchasing one's freedom. That is as long as their master is willing to sell.”

William has been fighting for over two years with his freedom. I wonder how many gladiators he has bought until now.

”We're here, magister Aldon's personal estate,” the estate was extremely luxurious will quartz and marble tiles covering the floor and finely carve statues that probably cost hundreds on gold dragons.

”Magister Aldon is waiting for you inside,” Owen states as he ushers me through the front doors, or should I say gate with how big it was.

Inside the estate, the luxurious just piled on. Beautifully handmade furniture, magnificent ceiling paintings, it was an estate built for a king, well a magister who has a lot of money in this situation.

Sitting at the table with magister Aldon, was his lovely friend who never told him anything, William. I swear I am going to beat the shit out of him when he sleeps tonight.