Under the bright sunlight, the envoys of the Mauritania and King Getulia stood sweat-wrapped at the door of the Brothers Temple in Vaga City, holding up an olive branch in their hands, and behind them were mules and horses carrying precious gifts - jade, dyes, silk robes and gold vessels. They kept begging to Matthia and Alp who were placing hands, asking the high priest to receive them.

"His High Priest has taken the guard to Port Hippo to command the expedition against the Spanish brothers Pompey. If you are here to discuss major matters related to the fate of the country, please come back temporarily and wait for the war in Spain to end before submitting a proposal to the high priest in person." Matthia held the scroll of the document in his hand, and replied very skillfully and tirelessly.

"But, please be sure to convey the peace sincerity of our two kings, and ask the high priest to accept these two olive branches. Whether it is compensation or cede land, you can submit it for discussion and discussion - we have not actually given any support to Rabinus and other evil deeds, nor have we participated in any secret talks with Rabinus that were not conducive to the high priest and the Republic. We must believe our sincerity." The envoy almost cried out, and was repeatedly unwilling to leave.

"Very good, the high priest authorized me to question. When the Battle of the Tumur River, where did the large number of Mauritania and Getulia soldiers in the Rabinus Legion come from?" Mathia's tone was very harsh, which also made the envoys of the kingdom feel humiliated, because the other party was just a close servant, and the status of the two parties involved was completely unequal. This was also a shame that Li Bida intended to impose on us. Didn't the rulers of Rome always treat the surrounding kingdoms so arrogantly?

"Those are lawless deserters, deserters..." The envoys rushed to defend themselves, but without any confidence.

"But those captured soldiers are not like this." Matthia said in a sarcastic tone. "Now I will continue to ask you. Since the two kings appointed you as plenipotent envoys, do you have the power to refuse and agree to affairs at the national level? If not, our army can arrive at the capital of your country and negotiate with your king in person."

The envoys said that this power was of course possessed, and then they showed Mathiah and Alp their scepters and documents stamped with the seal of the Kingdom.

Matthia pretended to be a witness, and then he pulled the scroll in his hand away. "Mauritania and Getulia two ungrateful kingdoms! The high priest authorized me to ask you, if your country really wants to distinguish itself in this matter, then allow us to escort all the soldiers captured from your country to your capital palace, and ask the king to confront these soldiers in person, and the staff appointed by the high priest act as judges to listen to the decision. If the judge determines that your king is innocent, the high priest will consider pardoning your country, and only need a fine; but if he is guilty, then let him tie himself up and go to the seat of the high priest to receive any punishment. Then I ask you now, agree. Or is it a decision?"

Seeing that the envoys were ashamed, Matthia slowly closed the scroll and asked loudly again, "Agree, is it still a matter of decisiveness?"

"Please allow us to return to our kingdom and consult with the noble king. If we make such a request, the king will whip us to death." An elderly, stern representative of the envoy begged for a urge.

At this time, Matthia shook his head, and then he pointed at the gate of Vaga. The envoys turned their heads and saw a group of infantry and cavalry advancing high, "You don't have to be whipped, because the troops that went to destroy your kingdom have set out. Also, those soldiers of your country who were captured by us will not confront each other in court. They were all pardoned and joined our army and serve as guides." Then Matthia looked at Maid again.

The Czech Guards snapped their fingers, and the group of black warriors carried two wooden cages from the temple. "We are all ready for these things. Several other Silesian leopards and tigers from the Erkhin Sea are loading into the city of Rome by ship. When the high priest triumphs, your former kings will be deprived of their crown and authority, enter here nakedly, fight with these beasts in the Colosseum of Rome, and bring the last pleasure to the people of the Republic."

"Tell us a reason to insult our noble king unscrupulously, Romans! You are provoking a war, and your Senate does not allow it, and our captured soldiers will never turn the blade to the king." The envoys of the two kingdoms could no longer bear it and collectively resisted.

"You all lost the most basic and prudent judgment of the world pattern because you live on the edge of the desert. You thought that this was the era of the Juguda War? As long as you remain obedient, as long as there is a voice in the Senate to excuse you, as long as you can use the struggle of the factions within the Republic to benefit from it? Poor barbaric and uncivilized nations, then you should listen to the voices of some special characters." As he said, Matthia summoned several ordinary soldiers with Gaul helmets and chain mail from behind him.

But when the envoys looked carefully, these people who looked exactly like ordinary Roman soldiers had black skin and shoes on the soles of their feet were also short boots that desert people often wore.

It is obvious that these people are all rebellious Gatulians and Mauritanians.

"Tell me your names." Matthia was proud in front of everyone.

"Vales-Nero-Fedius..." The soldiers reported their Latin names one by one without any shame. It seemed that after entering the camp, they took the initiative to change their original names.

"Who are you allegiance to?"

"We have made a solemn oath to be loyal to the high priest and the Emilius family, and no matter where we are, we will fight for our oath to the end." The soldiers shouted in an orderly manner, obviously familiar with it.
Chapter completed!