"Oplik, a down-and-out Gaul sword slave, now runs a down-and-out gladiator." The man took off his helmet and replied in a muffled voice. His head was full of blonde hair, his nose and mouth were completely twisted together due to sword injuries. Then Karabis heard the applause of Parumma and Van Lundena in his stunning and admiring admiration. Obviously, this Oplik was the hero Hercules in their minds.

"If you meet me, you will not be out of here - in Rome, which gladiator school is the most glorious in the New Colosseum?"

"Dear investors, I think it must be from Capua." Oplick said, his mouth tugging with his movements.

"Then I will take over the management of your group and kill the Capua, so that you can make you famous in Rome." Karabis then said to Pope, "Dear technician, remember what I said to you before..."

"Remember, it's the style." Pope said very neatly.

"Yes, you can help our Gladiator design the following style, just follow the style of the Gaul Warriors. Well, for example, this rustic Samonai helmet is not needed. We can design a cool helmet with colorful feathers like blooming flowers and breathable pig's mouth in front..." Karabis's design habit has come up again.

"No, I will design a durable and sturdy outfit for Oplick." Pope hurriedly interrupted Karabis.

After the arrangement was made, Karabislaed Porti, kissed her lightly, and then said, "The banquet is not over yet, you can have fun here-Timushu, Mayy, Milu, Tagus, etc. Oh, and my new friend Oplik, I will go back to the city now and ask Domus to arrange some outstanding and gorgeous cooks and female slaves to come, and I have some small matters to deal with."

"Karabis, maybe you need some mandate guards." Milu advised cautiously.

"No, now Kathirin must be with all his followers, and I will go to the Temple of Mercury." Karabis waved his hand and left the yard lightly.

The Temple of Mercury, half a city is different from the Temple of Juno, which is why Karabis crucified Katilin. Karabis is now walking on the bridge, crossing the turbid waves with the overflowing Tiber River on the bridge, and quickly heading towards the Temple of Mercury in a puddle of rain.

Mercury was also a mostly new building. Sura and Crasus had invested in repairing it, especially Crasus, who took the opportunity of renovating this place and held a full hundred tables of banquets to entertain the citizens and distribute the money of 500 Sethstus each. Karabis shook the key to the priest, and the other party took it, pressed it on the mold to check it out, nodded, and took Karabis to the end of the corridor, an iron cabinet welded to the ground. After opening it, Karabis looked inside and saw that it was indeed gold and silver dollars worth 300,000 Sethstus, but he shook his head: Just this money alone is not enough to make Kathirin so panicked, and there must be shocking secrets.

He gave the small key to the priest again. After the priest checked again, he opened an inconspicuous small niche. Karabis took out a small amber board from it, and used a knife dipped in charcoal ink to carve out lines of text, and - and various seals...

After taking a casual glance on it, Karabis's whole body trembled.

The priest next to him was ready to come over when he saw his appearance. Karabis immediately put away the amber board and said to the priest seriously: "I am entrusted by my close friend, the deceased Knight Langjis, to donate his 300,000 Sestus's inheritance to the noble temple." Hearing this, the priest opened his mouth wide and was inexplicably excited. Karabis immediately handed over the bronze key to the priest and asked him to clench it tightly.

"But, Langjis has no will here." The priest was still asking.

"This amber board is his will - please forgive me, my best friend passed away so suddenly, I have to find his relatives to confirm it." Karabis said, running down the steps of the temple.

At the high priest's residence on Jukola Street, Karabis stood there, and Kaimas hurriedly came to greet him. The two hugged and kissed affectionately. Karabis asked Karabis and his family that they were still well, "Thank you for your blessing, you can do me a lot." Karabis was grateful to him by his ear.

Kaimas was also very happy and felt that the big stone in his heart had fallen to the ground. He was proud to help the noble Karabis. Of course, what he hoped more was that Karabis could provide greater energy support for his idol Caesar's political career.

"Is Mr. Julius Caesar?"

"You are very lucky because the debt-collecting team went to his house today, and he successfully jumped to the official residence." Kaimax led Karabis to the inner hall of the official residence.

The High Priest's Mansion is the most noble place in Rome, with a marble structure and a combination of public and private - Caesar's wife and mother can live here, and the inner hall is full of living facilities. Caesar is sitting in a chain with a frown. Of course, when he sees Carabis, he smiles happily. He does not want his Sequestre to lose confidence in him.

Then, Karabis saw that the same calm face was Crassus sitting on the chair there.

Since seeing the amber board just now, Calabis understood everything. He understood why Caesar was depressed and why Crassus was here too. The Senate had just held a rally, and Cicero was aggressive again, saying that the mob supported by Catilin had begun to siege the fortress outside Rome. This was already a treason. When a senator raised objections, he was immediately attacked by Cicero in a ruthless manner, and this time Catu was also on Cicero's side.

So Karabis almost made a straightforward move, and he gave the amber board to Caesar. Of course, Caesar's reaction with Crasso was also as expected, and he was trembling first, and then surprised, "Carbis, how did you get this thing?" Crasso asked the first question.

"I have tried my best to get it since I was commissioned by your Excellency at the last banquet." Karabis smiled and said vaguely.

"Where is the scholar Langji?"

"Dead," said Karabis.

Crassus placed the amber board on the table, slowly, as if it was a huge weight. Caesar looked at it again and said to Karabis seriously: "You must swear by the tuna protector, my Sequestre, this is the only one, and what it is now, is what you discovered it."

"I can swear to the Father Jupiter and Queen Juno, as you can see." Karabis's face was also serious.

"What reward do you need!" Crassus over there asked impatiently before he could finish his oath.

Half a day later, it was still a thunderous noon. In the sultry air, in the sultry air, Kathirin and several followers retreated like ashes at the gate of Crasso's courtyard. It was over, even if it was not all, half was over. Because Cicero began to use roundabout tactics, he no longer nagged about his treason, but used the continuous thunders, earthquakes and river flooding at these times, saying that this was the will of the gods, demanding that the election of the consul be postponed...

This is Cicero's trick! It should be noted that Katilin is now in debt, and the more he goes back, the more unfavorable it will be for him, the more he will have to take risks.

In desperation, he found Crassu, who lived deep in deep again. Everyone knew that he was the richest character in the world. After the last election, he cleared his debts for himself. But this time, who would have thought that Crassu's attitude was extremely cold and he directly avoided it, let alone financial support.
Chapter completed!