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"Kara..." Demitrius saw the cold light on Karabis' waist, recognized him, and also shouted subconsciously.

In this short moment, Karabis said this in his heart, "It's fine to kill the Jews, but Van Lundingana is innocent. I can't kill, I can't kill!"

Then his hair became excited, and his eyes seemed to open behind him - the swords of the big men behind him were aimed at his back and waist.

"Ah!" A big man screamed. Karabis turned around and grabbed the guy's wrist with a wrestle, then stabbed the opponent's neck artery with a backhand, and blood flew up like an arrow, spurting the person beside the sedan chair and staring at the scene blankly.

"Puff puff puff", the other three great men's swords were all stuck on the back of the guy with his wrists and his neck opened. As soon as Karabis lowered his body, he hid in the man's arms and treated this man as a flesh shield.

Then, the flesh shield fell down with a bang. Karabis jumped into the side and stabbed into the soft abdomen of another person. Then he quickly pulled it out, half-kneeled and flattened the sword, cut open the other person's lower arm, and flew high in the setting sun.

When the last person sat on the ground in fear, his throat was cut open gently and quickly. Then Karabis saw Langjis's back running away.

The whole scene became quiet. Karabis, covered in blood, stood straight in place, holding a sword, looking at everyone, and said for a long time: "I shouldn't have been contaminated with this bloody money."

"Carabis, have you become a killer in Rome? Where is Porty?" Demethlius asked with some confusion.

"She is very good. Why did you show up in this city? Shouldn't you be in Pompei of Little Ya? What's your relationship with Hebrida's wife and daughter?" Karabis asked, and then he glanced at Van Lundena, the little girl was trembling with fear.

Demetlius said that after all, Hebrida and I knew each other, so when his master Pompey asked me to do things, he came here to settle down.

Then, he respectfully continued to support the scared old man and said, "This is the chief of the 300-person chamber of commerce in the city of Afilga Utica, the honorary knight of Rome. If I remember correctly, are you planning to assassinate him just now?"

"Yes, if I didn't see Van Lundinga," said Karabis.

Demethlius thought for a while and said righteously: "It turns out that the master's prophecy is true. His Excellency Galba is the general representative of the former Governor-General of Afilica, Katilin. This time he wanted to hide here in vain, to avoid the assassination of Katilin's followers, but he did not expect to meet him. Thanks to your timely awakening."

"Young man, do you know that we have to encounter such a situation every few years - the former governor returned to Rome with a lot of money, and we have to appeal, and to return a small part of it, risking death on the streets at any time." Nagalpa's face was slightly dark and covered in silver silk. It was probably from a native rich man in North Africa. The Afilica complaint group mentioned by Cicero before was afraid that he was the core figure. No wonder Kathirin wanted to kill him and then go quickly.

It turns out that the financial owner behind the scenes is that Katilin.

"It seems that staying here now will cause other people to be implicated," said Carabis, and then he suggested, "It is actually very simple to be absolutely safe." Then he looked at everyone and said word by word: "Go to find that Cicero."

At night, Cicero walked upright on the street of the Flower Temple, with followers and armed slaves on torches, as well as groups of curious Roman citizens. Cicero had said openly before that Afilica's complaint group to the former Governor Kathirin was assassinated in the city of Rome. Although Cicero did not explicitly say who the instructor behind the scenes was, the direction of public opinion seemed to be difficult to guess.

However, Katilin was extremely popular in the minds of the Roman citizens. He was considerate of the lower class, passionate speeches, and promised plans to improve life. In the eyes of the people, he was much better than the indifferent and selfish guys sitting in the ring chairs in the Senate, so many people followed Cicero to see what was going on.

"It was a knight named Langjis, the Subra District who planned this assassination!" Cicero asked Galba, stood in the middle of the crowd, shouting loudly, "How dare you do this? Someone behind the scenes must be instructed! The fair Roman people, the despicable man in that corner, can't you guess it? I, Cicero, will definitely find out the truth!" At this time, the supporters and boycotters shouted in a tide, some applauded, and some bent their thumbs to express dissatisfaction.

"You should come out and testify to all this." Demethlius begged as he looked at the corner of the "despicable" Karabis who was hiding himself.

"Don't do this with me, Jewish. I don't want to get caught up in the battle between your master, Cicero and Katilin. It seems that your master obviously favors Cicero and wants to use this to get Katilin over? My public identity is still a good service in the Kitchen Temple, Corion (the protector) of Lukulas, and my wife and children. Do you think I am still me of Xiao Yashi?" Karabis in the shadow was very firm.

"Okay, I won't force you. I'll wait until I'll catch Langjis," Demitrius said generously, "Justice Galba said just now that you must follow the principle of faith and give you a hundred thousand Seth's gratitude money."

"This is OK. I am really short of money. I am urgent. I will send it to my apartment in two days." After that, Karabis slowly went downstairs, touched Van Lundenna's head, and asked her about some of her situations during her school days with Parumma. He saw that Hebrida's wife was lit with the military pay of the six hundred Seths that her husband sent for the first time, and then quietly left from the back alley.

Later in a market, in the national auction house in Rome, Calabis sat in a brightly dressed place. With the "assistance" of Kaimax, he changed his certified assets and looked at the auctioneer standing in the center of the seat with great concentration. It is said that he was also a freeman, entrusted by a bankrupt household and a debtor to openly auction some things: high-level slaves, house property rights, and art works.

Fortunately, when the Valin Apartment was auctioned, the reserve price was indeed as Pope predicted, as it was 15,000 Drachma, because it did collapse before the auction and turned into a real piece of rubble. Several knights present whispered to each other, and then shook their heads. In their eyes, this place was worthless at all, and the Romans generally did not like to start a new stove on the ruins.

Finally, it was Karabis who kicked the resonance cylinder under the seat, which attracted the attention of everyone present, and took the place with 15,000 drachmas.

When he took the contract, he heard the slight sneer of the people around him.

"Probably they all think I'm a fool," Karabis thought.

After putting on the contract and walking out of the auction house, Karabis saw a group of birds flying into the sky, followed by the continuous sound of horns, and a red flag was erected on Capitoer Mountain.

Raising the red flag is a tradition left over from the Roman city of tribal times. It used to mark the invasion of the enemy, but now it generally marks an emergency - temporary court trial, or the convening of a citizen's convent. On the streets, many nobles, accompanied by slaves, also had equally many civilians put down their work, crowded into a crowd, and walked towards the direction of the Grand Court.
Chapter completed!