"Marce is waving his spear violently." - The god of Falleri obtained by Hannibal before invading Italy.

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In early autumn, the originally quiet clouds of the Opherun Manor were broken by the sound of horse hooves and bands. Several oxen lie on the branches of the elm trees, excitedly responding to the declining autumn sound. A few years ago, Yulia expanded the backyard by craftsmen, adding stables, gardens and wooden towers, forming a unique style of semi-recreation and semi-guard. This style made Li Bida, who had been immersed in Greek aesthetics for many years, laugh and cry. He laughed at his wife many times in private, but Yulia was unmoved at all.

The hostess first sat on her shoulder carriage in advance and came to the manor. Then she appointed Habaruka as the master of cemetery and took all the male and female slaves to move - scoop out the fat fresh fish from the pond, and took out honey, snails, and fruits and vegetables from beehives and jars. "Do you need to go to Kalaris to buy some lobsters and oysters from Africa?" The slave of Carthage asked the mistress.

"There is no need. Even if you ride a mule and horse, it will take a day and night." As he said that, Yulia went to the restaurant seriously and took the account book from the ledge. This was what she always kept. Regarding the income and expenditure details of this small manor, although Li Bida repeatedly told her not to pay attention to these trivial matters, or ask Habaruka to help her manage it, or hire a financial agent slave, Yulia insisted on doing it herself, "Opherenu is my sustenance now."

"Well. Calculate the forage. There is still a season. Then, holding a banquet will cost us at least 250 dinar silver coins. This is not worth it, Habaruka." The mistress used the calculation sheet, squinted her eyes and calculated in detail, and she put her light yellow hair on her face and said with certainty, while Habaruka could only stand aside and bent.

"The high priest's manor is really unique!" This is the later honor guard team came here. At the gate, Angandinus made a comment "sincerely" when dismounting, which made Li Bida say hesitantly and speechless.

At about dusk, Leo and his group also came ashore from Port Cararis, and did not dare to stay. They lit Songming in dust and came to the manor under the protection of the guard. After his son dismounted, he kissed Yulia Mama. The expression on his face also seemed very tired - but his father did not mean to let anyone rest, "She hold a banquet immediately."

On the main dining table in the center of the restaurant, there are snails, thyme, olive oil and plums, some meat dishes such as sausages and roast chicken. Li Bida's staff who are used to eating delicacies of mountains and seas, just pinch their noses and mouths to talk to take out some of them and pass the taste. Anyway, everyone knows that the theme of this banquet is not to satisfy the desire of the mouth and the audio-visual entertainment.

Greetings, toasting, and making jokes about the muddy karma. Musicians from the Sardinian countryside also took the stage to perform poor art. Seeing that many staff members began to yawn, Li Bida turned around the cup in his hand and said calmly, "Do you have any clues about the battle of Lilibi?"

At this moment, everyone immediately turned all their eyes to Troreas sitting in the corner. The other party hurriedly stood up and bowed his back, saying that he was definitely forced by his subordinate centurion, and that the leader was actually someone else. He used his own tricks to completely eliminate the dangerous attack with His Excellency Leo.

"Well... General Tlureas, I am absolutely at ease with your loyalty. I have been by your side. After obtaining your permission, I quietly installed another confidential team. Even the two centurions you rely most do not know about. This is also the trick to inform Leo in time after the mutiny. They thought that everything would be fine if you seize your original seal and documents. Therefore, General, you should not be too careful. I will also entrust you to the future conquest of Britain. After the matter is completed, you will become the governor of the entire province of Britain. Sit down, please sit down." Li Bida smiled and raised his cup. The female slaves next to him immediately continued to pour wine for Telureas. Then the high priest turned his attention to his silent son, "Leo, you are now expressing your opinion."

"Yes, father." Leo's voice was soft, "the only breakthrough was on the captured centurion Sifax."

"That's right, my dear wife." Li Bida took Yulia's arm beside him. "Although I know you are the kindest mistress and never punishes the slaves around you, you have to tell me that there are still things like small prisons in the Opherun Manor, because I may need this thing urgently now."

Yulia kissed her husband and said that there were dungeons, but there were very few torture instruments inside, only a few sticks - it was almost useless on weekdays, and even if a servant made a mistake, it was just sent to the house for several days.

"Okay." The high priest seemed very helpless. It seemed that the banquet was about to end. All the guests also hoped to leave early to avoid the unlimited embarrassment of the topic. Yulia also stood up and walked to Leo's side, kissed her son's forehead, and told him not to continue working in official duties at night and rest with peace of mind.

"Wait, Leo-Ophelenu has several neighbors within ten miles of radius. Go and borrow torture instruments." At this time, the high priest sitting in the seat said slowly, "Also, we all came with the guards, and some instruments can also be asked to help make. Our time is very tight, and there is no need to bring anything back to the complicated place in Rome to solve it. Do you think it is, Leo?"

When the high priest said such words, all the guests' steps froze. Everyone could only smile embarrassedly and continue to sit back to their original position, because it seemed that the play was not over yet.

"As for orders, father." Leo paused for a few moments, and could only get rid of his mother's worried gaze, cheered up, and took a few entourages out of the manor's restaurant and left on horses and mules.

After watching his son leave, Li Bida snapped his fingers and smiled, asking all musicians and dancers to continue, "Dear guests, the performance here is really rural, so you, you, have to show great enthusiasm to make up for the shortcomings in your skills."

About two moments later, Leo came back with a very tired expression, and then his entourage spread out all kinds of horrifying torture instruments on the table in the middle of the dining room. "Father, I think this is enough."

"Well, yes, okay--you guys, in order not to affect your wonderful sleep, you won't let you enjoy the dramas that are being staged below. Finally, let me have a full glass of wine together!"
Chapter completed!