Chapter 5 Acting as a Guide
"You traitor, how dare you show your face!" Cross immediately rushed over, grabbed him by the chest, and raised his fist as big as a bowl. His scarred face had eyes like a wolf's, emitting a murderous gleam. He said viciously, "You got so many of our brothers killed, now—"
"Enough, Cross, now is not the time for infighting. We need Maximus' help!" As expected, Spartacus quickly stepped forward to intervene.
"Pah!" Cross spat a thick wad of phlegm on Maximus' face before begrudgingly being pulled away by Spartacus.
Maximus wiped the spit off his face, feeling relieved for the moment: if it wasn't for Spartacus stepping in, he was truly afraid Cross might beat him to death, because in the original owner's memory, this guy, although the second gladiator of the school, in the matches he participated in, his opponents were either dead or severely injured, and even during regular training, he often injured his companions. This guy was a dangerous person who viewed human lives as nothing.
Even though Cross had let go, his sharp gaze remained fixed on Maximus, as if a sharp knife was piercing his heart, making him regret standing out.
"Maximus, do you really know the roads around here?!" Spartacus asked very seriously.
Maximus composed himself and confidently said, "I grew up in Capua, here I can find my way even with my eyes closed! With me leading, we'll be out of here soon, but—"
Maximus paused for a moment, a bit theatrically, and said, "We're currently in the south of the city. There are two avenues leading south from Capua: one is the Appian Way heading southeast toward the Samnium Mountain Area; the other is the Ania Avenue heading south across the whole Campagna Plain. Which one shall we take?"
To the south of Rome, Capua is a rare large city crossed by two Roman roads. It's an important transportation hub, so not only is agriculture developed, but trade is also quite prosperous.