The war lasts for a long time and never ends.

——"Homera Epic"

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Before Karabis could argue anything, his head was roared by Hebrida and pressed into the rotten ground beside the livestock pen. "Soon, my sword is fast--oh, where is my sword? Arminius, Fasano, give me your swords!"

Arminius and Fasano knew that he had drunk too much wine again, so they stood there silently, watching Hebrida pressing Karabis, who was struggling in the mud.

Hebrida had no choice but to shout wildly, "Potty, take my brother's sword from the tent. I may consider being polite to you on the bed so that you can wear underwear to serve me."

Before Porty could react, a petite figure rushed into the tent in advance. It was Adiana. She soon walked out of the tent again, holding Highbreda's dagger in her hand, and trembling in fear.

"What are you going to do?" Hebrida red drunken eyes, then grabbed Karabis's hair and slammed into the fence a few times. Karabis collapsed to the ground with blood on his face - Adiana screamed, and added another hand, holding the hilt of the dagger with both hands, but she was still welded in place, trembling, and did not dare to rush forward, "Hao...humble, I have had enough of you, hurry up, hurry up..."

At this time, Adianna had discovered that Hebrida, Fasano and Arminius had surrounded herself in half a circle - no one in the Roman legion could endure a female slave drawing a sword to her.

Arminius sighed slightly, quickly untied his dagger with one hand, and quickly threw it to Hebrida, "Your little slave, you should solve it, it's better to be more scrupulous. She reminded me of my granddaughter."

Highbreda showed fierce eyes, drew out a short sword and approached quickly, "I promise, you little slave, you're done, I promise."

There were more and more slaves watching, but they were all silent. Adianna was so anxious that she wanted to cry. She looked at Karabis on the ground. He was tilting his head, but his eyes were admonishing herself - "Put down the sword quickly."

"Do you still want to lose opportunities similar to Amisus's spoils?" Porti shouted in time, "Even if Karabis and Karabiya are killed, it will definitely cause riots. I think Utarius will not miss this opportunity."

"I think this girl is right," Fasano added, and after saying that, he grabbed Highbrida and whispered a few quick words.

Seeing that the atmosphere was eased, Porty took the opportunity to walk to the three of them and said in a humble and provocative language: "What you need before the war is to relax. You are too nervous. I can make your three muscles completely soothe and soothe."

Finally, Hebrida slowly put the sword down, "Tie the two Karabi together in the circle of animals until they marched at noon tomorrow, so that they could be liberated."

Late at night, Highbreda and others in the camp took turns to fuck Porti's shouting, just like drums and gongs on the battlefield, gushing in the wind, into Adiana's ears tied to wooden stakes. The princess felt that her ears were greatly insulted, but she could not cover them, so she turned her eyes to look at Karabis, who was hanging his head. His blood had mixed with his hair, forming a terrifying blood scab, and exuding a trace of fishy heat.

"Why, why, as the princess of the capital, I have to witness and hear these insulting scenes and sounds with my own eyes. I can't stand it anymore, I want to leave this place as soon as possible. Everything in the future, for eyes for eyes and teeth for teeth, must be returned ten times!"

After hearing Adianna's complaint, Karabis spat bloody saliva on the ground and slowly raised his head. His eyes were terrible hematoshes, "Do you think it's insulting? Don't you know Porty is saving us?"

"Save? She is just a prostitute. I was going to kill her in the palace before, a humble and dirty prostitute!"

"Stop!" Karabis yelled.

"Are I wrong? Slaves are born dirty. They cannot engage in any noble cause and can only do the most humble tasks, such as craftsmen, waiters, slaves, etc. The needs of the master are the value of their existence. If the master no longer needs it, then the slave itself will be destroyed - nobility is virtue, and lowly is evil." Adiana made Karabis speechless, and finally "Karbis" smiled and said, "Then, the noble Karabiya, who was tied to the circle of animals, are not your mouth?"

Both of them were silent immediately. Adianna was indeed very thirsty, but where were they going to do the water at this moment? Thinking about her resentment and hope came up together: "It is impossible to count on slaves to change their destiny. Karabis, you can only count on me. Today I will tell you, the so-called task is, you still remember that in Karabi Palace, Hebrida once plundered my mother's little crown, you have to find it, because I can be sure that Hebrida did not hand over this thing, but hid it somewhere. As long as I wear this crown, no one dares to deny that I am the princess of Bendu. As long as I restore my identity, you, Karabis, will be ascended to heaven."

"I'm very thirsty!" The injured Karabis was too lazy to listen to her long-term words and shouted with all his strength.

At this time, a sneaky figure appeared outside the circle, and then quickly threw a pot of water filled in it, and ran away, looking like "I can only help you get here". It was the Jewish Demethlius. The pot of the pot was spilled a lot, but it still rolled to Karabis' feet. Karabis laughed and used his strength to hold the pot with his feet and moved it to his mouth. At the same time, his neck struggled hard, like a crow, buried his mouth between his legs, and gurgled.

Adianna was tied next to Karabis. The two "Karabis" shared a wooden stake, but they could not reach the jar. When Karabis heard Karabis drinking happily, he was very annoyed, "Binary ears clay jars, country bumpkins, as slaves, but they forgot the troubles of their masters."

"Then I'll kick the jar in front of you."

"Wait." Adiana stretched out her legs sideways. Even in the dark, her thriving and fair calves were still as conspicuous as a bright crescent moon. It was very difficult to stretch her legs backwards. After trying hard, she was discouraged and said, "If you can't reach it, don't kick it around, so that you can't overturn the water - so you, take a sip of water, then turn your face to the side, come and feed me..."

When he said the word "Feed Me", Adianna's voice was almost so thin that she couldn't hear it. However, Karabis did not hear it. He had a slight concussion and asked in a louder voice: "Who are you here!?"

"Hey me!" Adiana said in a dissatisfied tone.

"That doesn't mean a kiss?" Karabis shouted.

"Damn, who allowed you to use this word, how could I use this word between me and you?"

"What should I say?"

"It is a lowly slave, and the extraordinary measures taken by the unscrupulous woman, although this measure is difficult to speak of during the day, but it will also dilute the original evils because of the value of saving noble life - in short, I can take a forgiving attitude towards your behavior itself."

Karabis was a little happy. He used to be a standard magician in college before traveling through time, but he didn't expect that after traveling through time, he became a slave and was very lucky. First, he had Porty's sexy hands, and now he was Adiana's fragrant lips.
Chapter completed!