C464 Attack on the Way of Heaven(5)

Waa!" "The little boy woke up again.

The nightmare of his slave-ship wreck was still fresh in his mind, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

"…." Mom … Mom? "

No one. It was pitch black. He seemed to be lying on a pile of hay, his bare body aching from the hay.

That's right. This must be one of the great houses in Rome, the home of some noble, the cellar where slaves were kept