When another slave hurried to Crasso outside the colonnade of the court and said something with his ears, Crasso actually burst into laughter, his expression became extremely happy, and he kept saying it interesting and interesting, "It's so bad, today's weather is so dry. Hello, buy me a cup of water." Crasso threw away a few silver coins at a dark-skinned Moor slave, and said. Then he suddenly remembered something and added to the Moor slave: "By the way, run with all your might and call back the people who went to Jukela Street, the mission has been cancelled."

After saying that, Crassu took a deep breath, stood up from the seat of the sedan chair, and hummed a little tune, constantly saying it was interesting and interesting.

"This is indeed the decree I issued at that time. Yes, I cannot break the sacredness of the consul's promise. I am just a citizen who serves as a consul." Looking at the things in Karabis's hand, Cicero said with a little dejected support to the railing of the seat.

Xiao Jiatu also sat down in disappointment, with a stern face and without saying a word.

Seeing that they had not given up yet, a legal officer sent a note from the trial table. Cicero opened it and saw that it read "The matter of Katilin is over here. If you don't want everyone in the Senate to be in danger and eventually a commotion will occur."

"Dear Consul, you and the Republic still owe me 200,000 yuan for Ses to withdraw from the renouncement. You still owe me the name of Gornalius! Don't forget!" When the judge and the jury voted and declared Karabis innocent, Karabis slapped his hand and shouted at Cicero, which aroused laughter again. Many young listeners stood in the seats and whistled, expressing their approval of Karabis's debate skills and courage.

Finally, Cicero and Catholic quietly went out from the side door. Calabis walked out of the colonnade on the front of the courtyard with a victory. Outside, even many people who were not familiar with him cheered for him. Crassus opened his arms and hugged Calabis in his arms intimately, "You did a good job. My child, in this city, I thought that only Caesar or the young Curio could defeat Cicero's eloquence, but you did it, no, you were still facing two guys Cicero and Catholic, which was great."

"I also admit that the evidence of Katilin's guilt is the fact that I provide, so that dangerous enemies will be summoned." Karabis said with some concern.

Crasso let go of his arms and said, "You are joking, my little Karabis. Have you ever seen a competitive racing car? Every time you complete a lap inside, it may mean that your opponent's car is destroyed and people are killed. In this city, there is also the saying of seeking profit and avoiding harm? What you best guarantee now is that you are loyal to me and Gaius."

"But unfortunately, I was unable to stop the dissatisfied business groups in Etruscan to compete for the iron ore industry that should belong to you."

"What did you say?" A murderous aura flashed suddenly on Crassu's face, and then his old face wrinkled in a ball because of his smile. "Haha, it's okay, it's okay, I have a way to deal with it. You will understand when you go to your apartment's administrator tomorrow night." Then he took Karabis' hand affectionately and walked down the steps step by step. "Delfero has told me about your family affairs. Congratulations, Karabis, maybe you don't know yet, you have become a father."

Karabis pulled Crassu's hand and his words trembled, "Father, you mean!"

"Yes, now you can freely let go, go to your woman, pick up your son high, and admit that the little guy has inherited your blood." After Crassus let go of his hand, Karabis walked through the big square like a bison, without even leaving a figure behind.

"Find some expensive gifts and send them to Jukola's apartment. Don't forget to write a congratulations, the signature is me." Crassus ordered the personal slave next to him, and then walked in front of the sedan chair and headed to the yard.

Along the way, Karabis knocked over three people, broke two stalls, and then came downstairs of his apartment. In front of the gate, the administrator Delferro was smiling kindly and pointed upstairs. Karabis touched the railings of the stairs with his hand and gently climbed up the stairs. His breathing was trembling with excitement. In the evening, the warm sunshine of autumn and Xi came in along the narrow window. There were dust swimming everywhere, facing him, floating leisurely. His hand was on the door panel of his house. The door was not locked. As soon as he pushed it open, he heard the loud and dissatisfied cry of the baby, and came to protest his hunger to his mother.

He didn't know what his expression was on his face, so he stood foolishly by the door frame, watching the people inside busy, Fan Lundena and her mother were holding a bunch of clothes to be washed, Tagus and Milu's wife were busy on the stove, Paruma was holding the dove cage anxiously, teasing someone in front of a curtain with the gray-breasted pet pigeon, which was the source of the crying.

Everyone saw him one after another, and then they smiled and said something to Karabis, but he couldn't hear it, his ears buzzing until Van Luntingna came, took his hand and brought him inside.

Pulling the curtains of the partition, he heard Porti say to Parumma, "Little pigeon, you can't stop crying when you tease him, because Leo's eyes are still unable to see anything. You have to wait for the God of Home to give him his eyes and implant energy - thanks to God of Home and Mother for giving me such sufficient milk." Porti lay on his side on the couch, opening his clothes, a strong and strong little guy, with his bare butt, lying on her chest, his mouth was like a little fish's mouth, holding Porti's nipples tightly, and no longer crying, but sucking with courage, cooperating with the movements of his hands and feet, sucking greedily and focusedly.

When the woman saw him, she raised her head and gave her a proud and relaxed smile: "Everything is safe. Little Leo is indeed a soldier in the small army. He kicked his little feet hard and came out of my belly. You have to sacrifice to our god of home, Karabis as soon as possible."

"I... will." Karabis was about to rush up and hug Little Leo, but was hit hard by Milu's aunt. "Didn't you hear what Porty said? First go sacrifice to the family god, and then you have to lift Leo up, lift it over your head, and announce to everyone present that you admit that he is your son."

When Karabis did as he did, he carefully raised the little guy over his head. The other party was obviously unhappy because he left his mother's arms. He cried loudly and danced, "This is my son, Karabis's son, his name is...he called..."
Chapter completed!