"No, sorry, please do not interrupt my speech. I have to prevent it - I cannot give up the name Brutu." In the end, the suitor cleared his throat and replied with certainty.

"So, you should marry one of your cousins, or marry the Republic." Yulia stood up with a faint mocking tone, "I have married, and a man died of a shipwreck." After that, she gave Habaruka a few instructions and walked up the stairs.

Seeing Brutu's somewhat disappointed appearance, Karabis sent a plate of dried figs, "Give up, I think your cousin Portia is more suitable for you."

The next day, early in the morning, Karabis walked out of the room, and Brutu was still asleep. He walked to the hall and saw Yulia's knees sitting in front of the loom buzzing and working, "Thank you for your entertainment last night, now I have to say goodbye." Karabis held the cloak and the box, and then told Yulia, asking her to say goodbye to Brutu for herself.

"Those who walked so early were all soldiers of the Legion." Yulia then saw the tattoo on Karabis's wrist. "I'm right, you serve in the army, and many foreigners gained citizenship through this, and then provided greater political services to the Republic."

"Yes, your eyes are much sharper than my travelers. If I hadn't told him, he wouldn't have known that I was once a military slave." Karabis joked, and then Yulia smiled rare, fleetingly, followed by a serious expression: "I will pay off my debts owed to you."

"Yes, I believe you rented out half of the house. In this way, in three hundred and seventy years, you will be able to pay off my money." Karabis walked into the yard and untied the donkey's reins.

"I will invest in the industry, maybe maritime insurance, or mineral investment. I will return it to you in less than two years, with interest." Yulia left the loom, leaned against the door frame, and said in a very affirmative tone.

"You are quite like a friend I met in Xiaoya. However, I killed Katilin. I also bear considerable responsibility for your investment failure. So, we will see you next year if you have the chance." Karabis saluted the stubborn hostess of the Ophelen Manor, rode a donkey and left quickly along the sandy road.

However, as Li Xilia said, King Numa's ring is returned by him and will be obtained by him, such as these words. He also thought for a moment, and even thought of what Pijorlukuras once said to him. "Pety is now just a villain between the free folk, but when you become a citizen, you must need another legal marriage, and the other party must be the daughter of a citizen."

"What a joke... Could it be Yulia? This is fate?" Karabis thought of this, and couldn't help but be afraid of fate, the fate in the Sibil's prophecy.

"What a joke...isn't this the fate that you Agayans should accept?" At this time, the city of Casto in Korkis thousands of miles away, a strait city established by ancient Greek immigrants. On huge hillsides and rocks, a man dressed in a king tied up, kneeling in front of a group of noble officers. He was the former tyrant of Casto, but now a prisoner of the Bendu army. What he could not tolerate was that the person who sat in front of him and kicked his head with his toes was a petite woman wearing a golden crown and a scarlet cloak, chestnut hair, chestnut

Eyes, beautiful and arrogant face, and the corners of your mouth are always filled with arrogant contempt, "Agassis, your army has been defeated by me, the loser should accept the verdict of the winner and beg for the forgiveness of the winner-I Adianna's conditions are already lenient enough to retain your power over the city of Casto and the Agasians, but you must provide three thousand males as soldiers, three thousand males as paddlers, six thousand craftsmen, and ten thousand military slaves. You cannot meet this condition. I can completely change to another person with some ability, even if it is a slave, to worship the Temple of Zeus in your country."

"No, I can join the war with my army." Agassis raised his head, still having a glimmer of hope.

But what answered him was Adianna's more contemptuous expression, "It seems that you don't even have the level of communication with the wise, Agassis. If you are really a qualified king and commander, how could you be defeated by my new model army with only twelve hundred men? I ask you for three thousand men to expand it and strengthen its military strength. The training method of the new model army is not something you can understand. I need it in the future and compete with Pompey - as long as I seize the Bosphorus kingdom of my brother for my father and absorb more Scythians and Greeks into the army, I will defeat the arrogant Roman army." After that, Adianna kicked Agassis hard, let him fall aside in humiliation, and then put on his cloak, and walked to the front of the hillside with many generals from Bendu.

In her sight, the wooden fences and walls of Casto were burning, dyeing the Eukxing sea in front of them red. Many captured craftsmen were cutting down wood and making the parts needed for ships under the pressure of supervisors. Teams were originally new model troops, soldiers were carrying Celtic helmets with movable cheek armor similar to the Roman legion, but were covered with fish scale armor in West Asian style, holding large round shields engraved with the sun logo, holding a curved Greek dagger, and the centurion and the flag officer were holding a flag decorated with tassels, walking in front, and behind the team were two soldiers in groups of two, carrying extremely long Macedonian spears, all of whom lined up in loose formations and lined up in the fields.

"Taksil, you lead the vanguard cavalry and you must break through the occupation of Scythia Gorge before winter; Achilles stays here and build a small fleet that can guarantee combat as soon as possible. Once I receive my fate, go to the city of Ponticabien (now Kech) and block the port. In this way, my brother will send an envoy to beg me for mercy before next summer." Adiana pointed to the distant coastline and said, "Don't worry about Pompey, he was trapped in Syria, his clones were too ill, and Armenia was also caught in the internal strife between father and son. Behind us are the waste of Triali, and the Eighth Legion that was once defeated by me, how about the courage to bet on the defeated army? Everyone, please move forward with confidence."
Chapter completed!