When Karabis used his hand to sweep his pure black hair, the piercing of his left ear was clearly visible. Cicero was very proud and pointed at everyone present and said, "You must be very interested in understanding how Karabis, the fighting hero, went from a slave to a citizen? Looking closely, you can see from his left ear that he was not born free, but was a slave to the legion before."

"I am born free, Lord Consul! I was captured by the Roman legion in the war three years ago and unfortunately became a slave." Karabis put down his hair and defended.

"In addition to the citizens of the Roman city-state, and the descendants of citizens, who dares to say that they are born free?" Cicero suddenly raised his tone. "You are just a slave from a foreign country and are born with a lack of qualities and personality, so it is normal for you to do things that violate the law and discipline."

"But Rome was just a small city-state built on seven hills. It has expanded to the entire Apennine Peninsula. The city-state is also expanding, and the civic group is also growing. My Lord of the Consul, and I hope you don't forget that your family was a descendant of the Volsian barbarian king, not a pure Roman. It was not until a hundred years ago that he obtained the citizenship of Rome. Lingzun had also prevented the implementation of the secret voting system in your hometown. It is about birth.

Freedom, you are not qualified." Carabis said loudly, "When you entered the city of Rome, you were just a knight. Through hard work and hardship, you have become a veteran and the current consul? This is exactly where Rome's dream is, tolerant, motivating and capable people are above you. You are the representative of this dream. Now I don't want you to personally deny the charm and dreams of Rome with your own hands. Could it be that you and Kathirin actually hold the same argument?"

Calabis understood it very well. Cicero changed his focus and emphasized that his former slave status was to give the judge and jury an impression of his humble and bad character, thereby promoting the establishment of his crimes, and then using him as a breakthrough to find out Crassus and Caesar. Because in the Roman law and the consciousness of the people, the testimony of a nobleman and the testimony of a slave were born with credibility.

"The city of Alpino where I live is the first free city to grant citizenship to Rome. I..."

"I think you should sit in the auditor's seat now. I am being interrogated by the legal officer, not you!" Karabis unceremoniously cut off Cicero's retracement of his family's origins.

At this time, the entire courtroom was talking a lot. Cicero was speechless again. He had three unexpected thoughts. One was that he did not expect that the broker Karabis was so arrogant; the other unexpectedly, the debate process that should have been led by him was frustrated by this guy. You must know that many slaves and foreign free people in the past would only yell "I can't hear you clearly" and so on to escape under his sharp words; the third unexpectedly, this cunning oriental man actually knew his family's context and could even strike back.

At this moment, more and more citizens gathered in front of the court. Many people were talking and arguing, and they expressed their views on the debate in the court. Until a group of slaves carried the gorgeous sedan chair and walked through the crowd. Crassus, who was walking in the front, had an unpredictable expression. Immediately, the people on the venue were silent. Many of them were instinctively fearful of Crassus. In front of the pillars, Crassus slowly sat on the parked sedan chair, and asked a slave to go to the stall outside the street to buy him a glass of water to drink. Then he said to another slave: "Take that thing in immediately to the defendant in the court."

"What if the defendant can't hold on in front of Cicero?" the personal slave asked carefully.

"Don't ask me about this. Then cut off the line between the defendant and me and Gaus. What should I do? I need to teach you?" The slave nodded, and winked with several armed slaves, and left. At this time, Crassus took the water he bought, took a sip, took a breath, and complained about the dry weather. Then he closed his eyes and calmed down.

"This is a copy of the contract provided by the Legion Committee. You can see that before the supervisor appointed by the Roman branch officials came to Etrus, the little scale officer named Calabis, who was the only one, bought nine farms rich in barley and wheat, four stone workshops, and five apartment buildings in the city of Fessule. You were violating Roman laws and privately granting them. And according to the letters of Neruda and Claudi, this huge and dirty deal was led by you. You also claimed that the instructor behind the scenes were the inspector Crassu and the high priest Caesar." At this time, in court, Cicero's occupational disease committed another crime, and he left the auditor's seat and rushed to show the evidence, forcing Calabis to ask about Calabis.

It seems that Neruda and Claudi have been secretly colluding with Cicero in order to shirk responsibility, or that they have already colluded with him and have come to cheat him.

"I think... by the way, who should I tell you? Your Majesty, is it for you or the consul who played the guest prosecutor?" Karabis shouted in confusion, which caused everyone present to burst into laughter. The Chief Majesty also coughed awkwardly, signaling Karabis to continue talking.

Karabis cleared his throat and kept talking: "I think everyone present misunderstood one thing, that is, the relationship between public and private. I am indeed the steward of the Legion, but this position was appointed by the Legion Committee before the expedition, and it was fair and reasonable. In private, I took out a million Seth's property, recruited soldiers, purchased weapons, and helped the consul to quell the rebellion of Katilin with the Republic. I naturally want to do military business.

In the corresponding reward, this is the most common rule in the Roman world. It is like I had given out 500,000 Ses to withdraw and helped His Excellency Julius Caesar to run for the high priest, and then I obtained a decent contracting project. This is natural. Could it be that the two consuls, Cicero and Neruda, did not have their own questre when they were running for the first time?" At this time, a court entourage gave a wooden board to the card in the court.

Rabis, then he raised the board and walked to the evidence - the covenant copy of the Legion Committee, and erected them all on one side, "Look, the covenant copy has the seal of the Legion. Do you guys in the Legion easily stamp the seal when they were doing business, so that the business group who bought the property would pay, and now in order to slander me, they do not recognize the responsibility for the seal? Also, please look at this by the respected legal officer."

He carried the wooden boards that the entourage had just handed in to the legal officials, "This is the document for the ombudsman Crathuga to stamp the seal. He had promised in advance to contract me the ownerless property of Etruscans. The laws of the Republic stipulate that the power of the ombudsman, in addition to sorting out the personnel lists of citizens, knights and the Senate, also has the right to review and approve projects to private persons. I have always abide by the law, and all the legal officials, this time is no exception."
Chapter completed!