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CHAPTER 108: END OF THE TEAM TOURNAMENT AND INVITATION.
The large fleet of vehicles slowly coming into the compound surprised the now freed gladiators, but they suppressed their curiosity and went forward to meet the General.
“Good evening, general”. They all greeted respectfully.
“Haha, that’s my soldiers”. The General responded with a loud laugh that was unusual for someone of his status, as he went forward to pat them on the shoulders.
“Congrats, you did not disappoint my expectations. Though you guys failed to take the 1st place, taking the 3rd place spot is already commendable”.
“My Captain already told you guys some time ago that we would not shy in terms of rewards if you win the tournament of your ranks, we intend to keep our word”.
“You taking 3rd place can be seen as you winning to us, so today, I’ll present to you the awards that we prepared for you”.
The Roman Captain finally came forward and placed an exotic metal box before his General. He opened the box quickly, as a click so
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