"If my nightcap knew what my brain was thinking, I would put it into the stove without hesitation. ●⌒" - Frederick the Great talked about the importance of military confidentiality

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"Villain, I didn't expect you to be such a child, Turinus." The high priest on the audience could not bear it at all. He waved his hand to stop Little Phillips from continuing to read, because this had already implicated his most cherished daughter. Then he walked out of the railing and left, and Leo, who was standing in the witness stand, lowered his head, full of embarrassment and panic.

"Everyone, I think I can vote again." Looking at Tulinus who was almost lying in place, the inspector Bisuo sighed twice and said to all the trial teams, "This is also the only remaining opportunity for us to regain our face."

Tulinus continued to be thrown into the room where he had been staying for three days. His eyes were flashing like mice in the sun. He didn't know what he had done wrong, but he was definitely not the first person to encounter this, nor could he be the last one.

Anyway, Tulinus thought it through clearly. At the critical moment, he was reversed by Wonteuth and Phillips, and even if there was no direct evidence to convict him of planning the Lilibi mutiny, he was at a disadvantage in all the indirect links of evidence, and this is the case.

After all, the final result was that the content of his private letter was betrayed by his stepfather. This was the fatal blow, and it was also something that Tulinus, a young man under 20 years old, had never thought of. He really couldn't believe it. He was the closest stepfather, the righteous brother, in this world. In the end, he treated him like this.

I don't know how many moments passed, and the door opened again. Diros stepped in helplessly, holding the file in his hand, and facing Tulinus sitting in the corner, with an unspeakable expression.

"Read, my new friend Diros." Turinus asked in a hoarse voice.

"The Curia Conference officially deprived you of Caesar, deposed your status as the heir to the Julius family. Deprived you of all your official positions and military rights, and terminated your adoption relationship with Caesar and Colpnia." Diros finished reading a verdict.

"Continue, my friend." Tulinus looked at the place where his toes met with the ground without any charm.

"The high priest also broke your engagement with his daughter, but he is still willing to forgive you and run for your sins in the Senate."

Turinus smiled sadly twice, "That is, my crime has not been established yet?"

"Listen, but you must be detained in the Turiyanum dungeon now, about a market in the future. Everything in the end will be revealed." Diros whispered.

"Turianum dungeon, no. I don't go to that place, I don't go to that place! Oh my God, it's the place where the enemies of the Republic are imprisoned. Juguda and the Katilins all died in that stinking place. I am the Young Caesar. Why did I send me to that place? I would rather stand on the cliff of Capito's mountain, beheaded and pushed down and fell to death." Turinus collapsed. He shouted, and actually crawled over, holding the leg of Shinudiros in a begging manner. "Please, please, don't let me go to that terrible place, which is a prison for completely killing a citizen's spirit and burying his reputation completely."

"Calm down, the verdict was not issued by me." Diros held his body trembling in embarrassment, and Tulinus, who wanted to be crazy, shouted.

"Then you, a bad guy, why don't you look at the files you read and carefully see if a bad guy like you read it wrong and missed anything? Yes, who dares to treat the dignified young Caesar like this?" Tulinus suddenly turned his face, bared his crimson teeth, roared and pounced on him, hugged the poor Diros, and bit him with his teeth.

"I need help!" Diros' earlobe was bitten down in blood, and he yelled and stretched out his arms out of the door for help.

Four tall centurions walked in, holding their canes and sticks, and hitting Tulinus, who was chaotic like a crazy wolf, and they were raining. "Devils, you are all devils who want to harm me. I can see the ghosts in front of me laughing and dancing." Tulinus held his head, endured the sticks flying everywhere, and was still shouting. Until a centurion kicked up and almost dislocated his chin, he fell on the floor in the corner, moaned, covered his waist, and shouted in great pain, "My body is about to collapse, who will save me, who will save me... Corinna, Corinna, come and see me, your Tulinus is about to die, and Young Caesar is about to die."

In the end, Tulinus was fainted and dragged out by his entourage. They stuffed him half dead into a carriage in the backyard, and then quickly walked towards the direction of the dungeon.

"Nothing nonsense, what kind of death penalty? It's simply ridiculous!" Li Bida, surrounded by dozens of veterans led by Cicero, said angrily with his hands cut.

"I also know that this crime is a bit serious, but this is just a suggestion, that is, only the death penalty can now show the sins of Turinus and Octavia." Cicero did not hesitate.

"Now all this punishment is enough!" The high priest was unyielding.

So, after hearing this result, Paulus winked at Cicero, then discussed it at several elders, and finally made a motion to the high priest again, "Dear Your Excellency, as long as you nod your head to this compromise solution, we will convey to Bisso and Panza that night--that is to deprive all of Turinus's identity and exile him to the islands of the Maltese."

"Malta, Malta." The high priest Na Na Na talked to himself about the place name, and Leo next to him had no expression.

"Yes, Malta, located in the waters between Utica, Sicily, Corfu and Cyrene, is a very easy place to monitor. I believe it can also sharpen Turinus's heart, so that he can recognize his crimes as soon as possible and reflect on himself thoroughly." Paulus did not forget to explain, "We can all understand your mood, but this is the only way to truly save Turinus."

"What kind of guardian am I? I didn't expect that it would end so tragic..." The high priest who heard Paulus's words hugged his knees in pain and curled up on the bench.

At this time, all the elders who had been determined to deal with each other shook their heads, sighed, and said goodbye one after another.

At night, Leo was not sleeping. He asked his entourage to ignite Songming, "Follow me to go to Tulianum, I want to visit my friends." After that, more than ten Medegi Guards immediately guarded the young master and walked out of the yard. At this moment, on the street of Jukela, the flower vendors and fish vendors were already shuttled through the gray and white streets in groups of three or two. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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