Harold took the initiative to chat with the bald head to ease the tension.

    "Boss, how did you become a gladiator?"

    The bald man smiled bitterly and replied:

    "I used to be the chief guard of a town. At that time, I was young and energetic. Relying on my strength, I taught those illegal gangs in the city a lesson."

    "As a result, I once kicked the iron plate. I destroyed a human trafficker gang. I never thought that the boss behind them was an aristocrat, and then..."

    In the following story, Harold could guess that it was nothing more than aristocratic revenge that made the bald man a slave and a gladiator.

    "After I became a gladiator, my heart was full of resentment and unwilling. I just hope those nobles can''t die well!"

    Bald head continued to tell his story in a very plain tone. It seems that he has completely opened his eyes now.

    "I should have spent my life as a gladiator. Fortunately, I met count sarik!"

    "He is a real aristocrat, a wise and great aristocrat!"

    Baldheaded said here, his eyes are full of respect. It''s hard to believe who such a powerful legendary Gladiator will worship. It seems that count sarik is really capable.

    "He not only pardoned my crime, but also cleaned up the bastard aristocrat for me."

    "That guy violated the laws of the Kingdom many times. Count sarik exposed his crimes to the king. The King opened the trial court, and finally deprived him of his title and confiscated his territory!"

    "The count has excellent moral character. He can''t be blinded by money. I believe he won''t let the beast scar continue to fool around!"

    Harold, as a listener, quietly listened to the bald words, and finally said with a sigh: "count sarik is really a great man!"

    Baldheaded, just as Harold admired count sarik''s excellence, he did not know that Harold admired him in another sense.

    Against the laws of the kingdom? This is to coax the common people. The lukanir kingdom was founded by the royal family and many noble families. Compared with other nobles, that is, the king has larger territory and stronger strength. Strictly speaking, there is no distinction between superior and subordinate.

    In Harold''s impression, the aristocratic status of this country is generally above the ordinary law. As an aristocrat, as long as he does not commit serious crimes such as treason and treason, he only needs to pay a large fine to the king and other jurors.

    As far as Harold is concerned, he prefers that this is a conflict of interest and political struggle between nobles. That nobleman is the loser of the struggle. The so-called trial of crimes is just a formality.

    He admired count sarik''s ability to defeat his opponent and obtain the three interests of the other party''s territory, public reputation and bald allegiance.

    Count sarik, he''s a cruel man! Scar''s death is predictable!

    "Boss, is your strength top in lukanir kingdom?"

    Harold had dispelled his inner uneasiness and took this opportunity to inquire about the extraordinary abilities of human beings in this world.

    The bald head sneered and said angrily, "are you mocking me? The noble master who awakened his blood is no better than me?"

    The amount of information in this sentence exploded, and Harold was a little confused. What was the awakening blood? Shouldn''t it be the fighting spirit of "such terror" or mysterious magic?

    And the strength of a legendary Gladiator with a bald head was easily surpassed? Awakening blood so against the sky?

    Harold hurriedly asked, "what does awakening blood mean? Can only nobles awaken? I used to live in remote villages. I don''t know these."

    The bald man was surprised, but he still replied: "blood is a potential power inherited from his ancestors and contained in the body. Once he wakes up, he can get powerful power."

    "Every noble who awakens his blood will gain a kind of extraordinary power while his physical quality increases sharply. Count sarik can release and operate the flame!"

    "The biggest difference between nobles and civilians is whether they have the blood of heroes! Although these are not common sense, anyone with a little insight knows more or less."

    "Generally speaking, the Lord will take the initiative to publicize this knowledge in order to improve the loyalty of the people. It is estimated that the Lord of the village where you grew up should be a declining aristocrat with exhausted blood."

    The information in this world is blocked, and many villagers often don''t leave the village all their lives. The original owner Harold, a steamed stuffed bun, doesn''t know that these are really normal.

    Harold''s brain is running fast. Sure enough, as he guessed, human beings in this world also have extraordinary power!

    But why only aristocrats, Harold''s heart is very dissatisfied, and everyone yearns for those extraordinary abilities, even if Harold has a system.

    After all, the "riding and chopping" system is so simple that there are no special effects at all.

    "Only nobles have heroic blood? Why do civilians have no blood?" Harold asked unconvinced. He subconsciously felt that this should be a lie made up by the upper nobles in order to rule the lower civilians.

    Baldheaded did not answer harlott''s question, but said with a smile: "you are the same as when I was young. I also think it is very unfair. It makes no sense that nobles have blood, but civilians do not. This must be the false news deliberately released by nobles."

    "But later, I understood a truth and recognized my limits."

    "Not only nobles have blood, but only nobles can become nobles with blood!"

    Harold was stunned when he heard this. After thinking for a moment, he dispelled the conspiracy theory in his mind. This sentence is more persuasive than any conspiracy.

    "Not only nobles have blood, but only nobles can become nobles with blood!"

    This sentence is very striking, especially for those excellent civilians, it is tantamount to blocking their future and future.

    Without blood means that you can only be civilians in your life, and you can never have strong power. Even the bald head at the peak of mortal combat power is not as good as the noble who has awakened blood in combat effectiveness.

    Harold is a Strider and systematic. He feels very lost. We can imagine how painful other excellent civilians in the world are.

    He patted Harold on the shoulder and comforted him, "maybe you can''t accept it for a while, but you''ll see it slowly in the future!"

    "Besides, not all nobles can awaken their blood, and many noble families will be deprived of their noble titles because there is no blood awakener for a long time!"

    "Everyone has everyone''s troubles. Since you can''t be a man, take advantage of the present. The fight with Warcraft tomorrow is the most important thing for you!"

    Harold was stunned for a moment, nodded and replied:

    "Well, I know. I''m a gladiator. It has nothing to do with whether I''m noble or not. Getting rid of slavery is the real problem!"

    Although he said he didn''t care, Harold still couldn''t sleep when he returned to his cell to rest.

    "Don''t I have blood? Can''t I become a noble? I''m not reconciled. Am I a little person when I cross the world?"

    Before Harold crossed, he was an ordinary person, with ordinary learning, ordinary sports and ordinary appearance.

    Although he faced all kinds of difficulties and crises after crossing, and now he is only a slave Gladiator without freedom, Harold still has a great prospect in his heart. This is a strange world with dragons, elves and magic!

    Will anyone who comes to this magical world with a system be willing to be an ordinary town guard, caravan guard and spend a stable and ordinary life?

    Harold went to sleep with regret.

    In the dream, he held a peerless magic weapon and went to fight against the evil dragon that violated the territory of the kingdom with his elf sister, dwarf brothers, several knights and a bard who was responsible for recording his brilliant deeds and shouted "666".

    After defeating the dragon, he was bathed in dragon blood and his life was greatly extended. The Kingdom rewarded him with a lot of wealth and land. Harold became a dragon killing hero and noble master respected by everyone.

    He took a total of eight wives, including elves, humans, mermaids, big breasts, long legs and living well.

    Harold in the dream is omnipotent and lives very freely.

    Then he woke up. Harold was still the slave Gladiator, the gladiator who couldn''t move freely in his cell, the gladiator who had to bet his life to fight Warcraft for the entertainment of the audience.

    Harold looked at the iron railing in front of him, sighed deeply, lost his mind, and suddenly laughed out of his mouth.

    "Was my heart so eager to be extraordinary? Wealth, beauty, reputation, life expectancy, my pursuit is so vulgar!"

    "There is everything in the dream, but it''s a pity that I can''t live in the dream. Then, try to face the reality!"

    The dream is just because it is difficult to realize. Unrealistic is the dream. Harold knows that the dream can not become a reality, but he wants to work hard for it.

    Harold no longer tangled and regretted. He patted his cheek and went to the training ground to warm up and prepare for the death battle with Warcraft.

    What if there is no blood? He has a magical system beyond reality. He has all kinds of valuable knowledge of the previous life. He believes he can write his own legend!

    Now he is not only fighting to live, but also fighting for his dream.