At noon, Pompei's palace started a second breakfast. This was a special meal for ancient nobles. Ordinary people or slaves only had one or two meals a day. What made Pompei happy was that this meal was provided by Adiana, who temporarily lived in the palace. Unexpectedly, he could still enjoy the banquet of guests on his own territory. Pompei still liked this tangible but clever little girl. Soon the ingredients for the dishes that Adiana ordered were sent into the palace in baskets. Demitrius stood at the door of the backyard, checking the ingredients of the dishes one by one, hoping to find what the princess and Carabis had contacted.

But to his disappointment, the things that the princess purchased included rose essential oil, tender turbots, warm and high-quality honey and various fruits, but he did not search for a little extra.

At the dinner, Adianna sprinkled essential oil on the seat cushion, which was said to have a good anti-drunk effect. Then the kitchen brought the turf and honey fruits. The princess talked and laughed with Pompei opposite, and asked Pompei's wife and family with concern. Pompei also answered one by one with grace (in fact, Carabis had told her that Pompei's wife was having an affair with Caesar).

Demethlius stood anxiously beside Pompei, not knowing what the princess was selling in the gourd, but soon he knew. The two slaves stood outside the door of the restaurant with their hands hanging down and reported to the owner: "The token officer of the Eighth Legion is at the corps office and said that there is an emergency military information report."

Hearing this, Adianna smiled, and then she politely asked Pompei if there was a military military to deal with it and whether she could sue her.

"No. No. I am more curious than Mrs. Wang. What military affairs are there now? I need to disturb this ocean and land that I appeased." Pompei then signaled that he could ask the token officer to come to the restaurant to report on the affairs, and the queen did not have to retreat.

The token official came to the restaurant door with dust and respectfully saluted General Pompei. Then he wanted to take out the parchment from the box and hand it over to Demethlius. But Pompei lay on the couch and said, "No need for this procedure, child. Just say it verbally."

"There were a large number of pirates in the city of Pontikabiang. Several of our advance fleets were sunk, and some were broken and drifted to the shore. Some were forcibly taken away by the advance team of the Thirteenth Legion, and some were stolen by the remnants of the Bendu. Commander Triali had no time to ask for your attitude, so he crossed the strait and cleared out the remnants of the Bontikabiang Army. However, the Thirteenth Legion destroyed villages, roads, and built wooden fences and camps on the island. It was said that the city of Pontikabiang was the authority of their Macedonian province. If the pirates wanted to surrender, they could only surrender to them. The situation of the Eighth Legion on the island is very difficult, and there is a risk of being surrounded and disarmed by the Thirteenth Legion."

The wine glasses in Pompei's hand were trembling, "The Thirteenth Legion is already abominable enough, but Triali is also a fool. Didn't he receive my order from Impe Ummaius? He would even go to the island. I have said a long time ago that I will use this order to solve the Thirteenth Legion and receive its command power to my hands. If those pirates are destroyed or persuaded to surrender, they must also pass through my hands."

At this time, Adianna opened her eyes wide and asked curiously: "I heard of Impe Rummaius last time. What is it?"

"Oh, my dear Princess, this is a dictatorship specially granted to me by the retired veteran by the Citizens' Congress and the Senate of Rome. I guarantee that I will destroy the pirates and, I'm sorry, when fighting against your father, I have the power of dispatching and commanding all provinces and legions within the 400 Furlongs along the ocean coast. Obviously, that pheasant legion is also included." Speaking of this, Pompei obviously had a smug smile on his face, and the surprised and envious reaction of Adianna's uninformed girl on the opposite side gave him a great sense of satisfaction.

But the words of the token officer shook his head made his back cold, "Sorry, Commander, we have never received the order from Impe Rummaius, otherwise the Commander would have been waiting for the disposal results in the garrison."

Pompei's face suddenly turned gloomy like the September storm in the Black Sea. Then the two servants stood at the door of the restaurant with their hands down, "Master, there are several people wearing brocade clothes outside, claiming to be the subordinates of the purple sail pirate Macmillan, who came to beg for surrender to you." Then, several big men dressed in brocaded twigs, all of whom were lawless pirates, proud of wearing such overbearing clothes, with unique tattoos on their bodies. They walked into the restaurant carelessly, fell at Pompei's feet, presented Macmillan's gifts and letters, and tried their best to explain the idea of ​​their leader Macmillan's surrender, and asked Pompei to give them a certain piece of land in Xiaoya, so that they could get the place of land and farmland.

When Pompei gave them a certain anger and gave them a positive answer, they were happily happy and blurted out: "Then we will stop shooting rockets and flying stones at the city of Pontikabiang, and handed over ships and crossbows to the commander of the local 13th Legion."

"What the commander of the 13th Legion, have they not withdrawn from the city yet and are waiting for me to take in the camp?" Pompei said, adding fuel to the fire, trembling all over.

The pirates looked at each other and replied, "Actually, the fleet and army of the 13th Legion have all arrived in Pontikabien. We were compressed into an area and felt that there was no hope of winning, so we came to ask you for surrender."

Pompei roared and smashed the wine glass in his hand to pieces. Demethlius on one side shook like a sieve, knelt down directly, climbed to Pompei's feet, and kept kissing Pompei's toes. Pompei started crazy and kept whipping Demethlius' neck and cheeks, "You lowly slave, you have killed me. You better have a reasonable explanation, otherwise I will whip you to death."

Before Demethlius could explain his defense, Adianna began to speak with a sudden realization: "My most respected general, your achievements are no less than those of Alexander the Great, but now a most humble confidential slave dares to hide your impeachment. This is really terrible. I just want to remind you that in the palace of Sinop, if we encounter such a slave, we will punish him with whipping and castration. You must know that, the highest
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