"Try three times, turn around and run away for the fourth time." - Turkic proverb

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The creditors stood in the courtyard with a contract, with as many as 10 or 20 people, whispering. Then, when they walked in, they saw a table erected in the center of the yard, several elderly and almost dementia slaves were sitting on them, with price tags such as "I'm selling one hundred and twenty Seths" hanging around their necks, and an old slave, his chest was whispering like a bellows, and his price tag was engraved with the words "Thirty Seths" on them.

"The master is really selling slaves..." Habaruka said a few words in a daze, then he suddenly got two ropes on his neck. He screamed in panic, saying that I was breathless and was about to be strangled to death, and struggled with both hands.

At this time, the three donkeys and a mare shouted in panic.

The sign hanging on the rope was engraved with "Young and strong, able to keep accounts, five hundred Seths retreated", and it swayed violently.

Karabis clamped the murderer's wrist, but the murderer was summoned slowly, "Don't get close to my slaves, nor do you hold my wrist." Karabis Dingqing saw that she was a young girl, about twenty years old, with a very simple and overly wide dress, and a slightly worn knitted sweater on her upper body. She was thin and had a somewhat scattered amber hair, and she casually combed her back, making her look like she was.

Her forehead was beautiful. In the setting sun, the thin hair and hair on her neck were hazy and light golden. Her eyes were full of stubbornness. Karabis let go of her wrist. She glanced at Karabis's knight cloak. Her eyes twisted sharply, and she found his ear pierced in a blink of an eye and said, "No wonder, you have been a slave, and you have sympathized with each other." Then she pushed Habaruka with a sign hanging on it with a stick, meaning that he should get on the stage quickly.

"Master Yulia, I have to tell you that Kathirin died in Etrunia. Twenty-year-old Tarante's debt cannot be repaid." Nahabaruka was stabbed by a stick while not forgetting to report on his work.

"That's why I sell you." Yulia spoke in a simple manner.

Habaruka didn't want to stay on stage honestly and continued, "But this new knight named Karabis is willing to spend 20,000 dinars to help our manor and family overcome difficulties. Also, this young master named Brutu, he is the stepson of the consul next year, and he came to Sardinia to propose to you. Miss, you don't need to sell us." The creditors below were impatient and all reached out and shouted. They said that these slaves could compensate. We all brought financial slaves, so we should calculate the value of your manor as soon as possible!

Hearing the next half, Yulia turned her head and looked at Brutu, and then said in a sarcastic tone: "How did the Brutu family come in? Get out of here."

"The noble woman of the Libidaus family, please..." Brutu was about to show his eloquence.

"All men in your family, go and marry the Republic! Stay away from me." Yulia pulled out the wooden stick and whispered intimidation, scaring Brutu so much that she was a little lost. Karabis walked straight to the creditors and said, "How much is the interest you borrow?"

"We all handled strictly at 12% interest and would not violate the law." Several creditors spoke in unison, "Julia used her mansion to mortgage twelve Talents and borrowed eight additional Talents."

"Okay, 20,000 dinars, the temporary right is as interest, and a market will be paid directly to you in the future. Also, I will use the four farms in Etruscan as a guarantee, and the repayment period will be extended to one year later." After saying that, Karabis took out a stack of property deeds from the box and handed them to the creditors. Several people frowned, studied for a long time, and finally nodded in recognition, saying, "In a year, the principal and interest must be paid off."

"Tell the two guests that the chef has escaped and there is no supper." After the creditor left, Yulia threw down the stick and gave Habaruka this sentence, so she was about to walk upstairs.

Karabis called for a while, then took out the ring of King Numa from the box and handed it to Yulia, saying, "This is the token of your family, and now it is handed over to you." Yulia looked at the ring and her eyes froze. Then she slowly sat on the bottom of the stairs. The evening breeze blew her amber hair, "How did he die if my father is gone."

"To be precise, he died a few years ago." Karabis replied. After the massacre on Rhode Island, the bodies of Roman immigrants were piled up with streets and temples, and no one claimed them. Box's body was lucky to be found by Timothu and made into skeleton specimens.

"Is that?" Yulia's tone was quiet like a lake. "Grandfather expelled him. It is said that this ring should be obtained by me, not my brother, and he must have died." After that, she put the ring on her finger, then stood up, leaned against the door, looked at Karabis and Brutu, and said, "Come in, although there is only barley porridge."

To be honest, the house in this house is quite tasty, with potted plants, sandy fields, and columns, mainly red, yellow and blue, and very pastoral. However, Yulia's cooking skills are not satisfactory. Her barley porridge is like a hard cake. As for the salad plate, it is mixed like a tragic battlefield, Brutu frowned and kept looking at Karabis, as if begging him to make another honey barbecue. However, Karabis, who served in the Legion, did not care so much, and ate the barley porridge with a clang.

"Since I am carrying new debts, I am going to split this house, build a wall on the stairs, and rent it out to tenants in exchange for rent." On the other side of the dining table, Yulia was talking about her repayment plan, and she became more and more verified.

"It's a pity, it will destroy the style of this beautiful manor. So, I'll give you caution..." Brutu was ready to show his eloquence again.

But Yulia once interrupted him unceremoniously, "Why do you want to marry me?" Perhaps Karabis heard such words, it would be indifferent, but in Brutu's ears, it was very incredible that the daughter of a Roman noble would actually question the reason why the man wanted to marry her.
Chapter completed!