If you leave out wars, battles, skirmishes, raids, self-defense and defending the weak and helpless, what need is there for sword fighting? Well, how about entertainment? That's right. In the Hyborian Age they didn't have Monday Night Football to watch. But what they did have was the next best thing -- Gladiators! Conan must be having a slow day (which resembles the starting pace of this book) when he decides to join a traveling circus troupe. Of course it's his code of honor dictating that, because he busted up the show's strongman, Conan should become the newest attraction. The troupe heads south to the newly renovated city of Luxur where they encounter one gladiatorial episode after another in the big Arena, trying to survive and hopefully, make a big enough profit to retire from show business. Would the Conan we all love and admire really stoop to killing for entertainment? The book is a decent read, and actually has some interesting character development but, nevertheless, is definitely NOT one of Carpenter's better efforts.
Conan the Gladiator, the title evokes he sense of a riproaring adventure from the greatest hero of all time, unfortunatly this never arrives and you are left trying to force your way through a tiring and monotonous storyline that seems to have been thrown together with no real desire to live up to its premise.This book is not for Conan fans as it will only disappoint.Advoid this as one would advoid the mountain people of the Kezikan mountains