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As a result, the words of these eunuchs were ridiculed and insulted by the soldiers. They shouted into the palace, obviously saying that Mitradati was to hear that he was a dying man, and he had such unrealistic fantasies that he wanted to cross the Roman world and seek help from the distant barbarian kingdom. After that, these soldiers held swords and pressed the tax collectors and eunuchs on the steps, killed one after another, and cut off their heads. On weekdays, soldiers hated these people the most, and always believed that their rewards and military pay were all embezzled by these people. The correct decision of the officer was also rejected by Mitradati by the bewitching of these people, and the massacre continued until blood flowed over the ground and streets in front of the palace.

Then, a group of officers found Archilous and Achilles, two respected generals of Bendu, who were blocked in a tower by soldiers in advance and were not allowed to move freely. Now the officer held a crown made of reeds and "please" a loud "request" to any of them to succeed the ruler of Bendu to negotiate with the Romans.

Both generals were so scared that they did not dare to publicly betray Mitradati or disobey the intentions of these rebellious troops. They just stood on the tower and kept begging, saying that they would wait for the ruling of the King of the Capital, and actively sent people to negotiate with Pompei.

The soldiers were impatient. They first robbed the house and carried the residents' furniture and trees to the windowsills and doors of the Marca Palace, claiming that if Mitradati did not reply, they would set fire and block the old man who was almost seventy years old and burned to death.

A few loyal eunuchs and servants were panic-packing the doors and windows with wooden boards and sandbags, and nailing them to death with iron nails so that when soldiers set fire immediately, they could try their best to stop the spread of the fire. The temperature in spring had risen, and the weather became very dry after the rain some time ago. In short, all these behaviors were extremely futile.

In the main hall of the palace with four rows of female pillars, Mitradati's large and strong body was lying under the throne covered with gems. He counted his life letters one by one. Some with his sister, some with his daughter, some with his son, and some with the princess. Around his feet were the bodies of concubines and eunuchs who had personally prepared poison. Before drinking the poison, these people thanked the king's kindness one by one for giving them the opportunity to bury them for their own burial. A few places far away, the bodies that had begun to be scattered were still standing in place. Flies and maggots had occupied most of the corners of the body.

"Biduita, you don't have to take these things. My sword, Altolicus, will also entrust you to keep... Are these letters left to Pompeii or other Romans? Anyway, they will write my biography in the future. A thief who has fought against Rome for decades. Even if this ends up, there are still a few strokes worth writing, right?" Mitradati stood up and sent the letters to the edge of the bookcase and arranged them neatly. Then he took several long waist bottles on it, then held the edge of the bookcase with one hand and poured the poison in the bottle into his mouth with the other hand.

"Also, my friend Biduita, Adianna's affairs have also been entrusted to you. She will be an ordinary person in the future. The empire has been destroyed with my death. She doesn't need to bear any unnecessary responsibilities. I hope that the guy named Karabis, who was almost castrated by me, can live up to her trust and discover something. The same goes for you, take my sword back to Gatara, and I have no other gifts for you."

Soon, the toxicity broke out, but although Mitradati's face turned blue and twitched in pain, his strong and toxic body instinctively prevented the toxicity from spreading to the heart and brain. He shouted: "Why did I hone my body to such a level in my previous career? I could transfer to twelve horses overnight and gallop a thousand Stadia. When I was a teenager, I swallowed many toxic foods sent by my enemies in the jungle. I would prepare the anti-drug medicine myself, making my body's anti-toxic ability stronger and stronger. Now these are so painful!" As he said, in order to accelerate the toxic attack and let myself die as soon as possible, Mitradati began to pile up around the bodies and limped in the main hall of the palace, hoping that the boiling blood could make him die soon, but after round, the old man still couldn't die.

Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore. The soldiers were already making noise outside and wanted to ignite the fire. He could only ask Biduita, who was holding the sword of Altolicus. "Oh my God, Abona's right hand, I once ruled such a vast territory, from Silesia to Bosphorus, now I seem so stupid. I have eaten so many anti-toxic agents before, but now I can't even die. Now I'd better ask you to do it. Good to let me avoid bringing it.

He appeared in the triumphal shame of Rome in chains." After he said, he looked at Biduita, who was slowly approaching his sword, looked up at the magnificent dome of the palace, listened to the shouts outside, and said to himself: "I have prevented all poisons from food to my mouth, but I have also ignored the deadliest poison, which can be found in every room of the palace, that is, the treason of children, friends, concubines and soldiers to me."

Then, Biduita's sword pierced into his neck like lightning. Without any pain, he rushes into his blood and dies.

Adiana woke up in a nightmare. Her eyes were still turning rapidly, her face was covered in cold sweat, and her long hair was wet. Then she jumped off from the couch with barefoot. Several eunuchs who were thrown in the acropolis were now her servants (Karabis designated to take care of the princess), and hurriedly followed behind the princess with shoes and coat.

In the temple aisle, Adiana ran barefoot quickly until she held the pillar at the door. She saw a group of soldiers and officers who had just returned to the city in the small square opposite, such as Shanghai Brida, who had just returned to the city, bragging about his gains to Karabis. The centurion, who was always low, held a golden eagle with golden leaf rings, saying that this was the spoil he got when he fought with the remnants of the Copper Shield Army. More than three years ago, the Eighth "Unicorn" Legion abandoned it to Mitrada after a crushing defeat in the Snowfield of Rikdania, and now he has finally been given back.

"How about this, this is worth five thousand drachma!" Even though he bragged, the current Highbridassau's tone was not as arrogant as before. After Aminius disappeared, he understood a truth: to survive and get appropriate rewards, it is better than anything else.
Chapter completed!