"If you think your courage can surpass the power of a king, you are a fool." - Xenophon's "Long March"

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"Dreams are just dreams after all." Karabis explained, as if he was not comforting Adiana, but comforting himself, but secretly clamping his horse's belly. Although he and this little girl had a love affair, he still knew what Adiana was.

"You are wrong. The Mitra family's dreams have always been prophetic, and they will not be wrong." When Adiana said this, Karabis also felt that he had inexplicably taken the statue of Mitradala and then traveled through time.

For this reason, Karabis looked at Adiana affectionately and said for a long time: "His Excellency Queen Eubertnia, did you have this dream done before?"

"You don't have to worry about this. What you have to care about is now...hey, double-eared pottery jar, come back!" Adiana soon raised her whip in anger, and shouted at Karabis's back as she turned around and rode the Parthian mare quickly. But Karabis thought to herself, a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. With my current ability to survive and survive, it is not a big problem to escape from Ubertnia. I still want to continue to make a name for myself in Rome. I will pay my respects to Karabiya again, Karabiya.

But Adiana quickly raised her chest and put her hand on her mouth and whistled a long whistle. The Parthian mare was as obsessed as a catastrophic Karabis, and ran back vigorously. "Damn it. Can you be a mare?" And over there, the angry Adiana pulled out the short hunting knife from her boots and slashed towards him. Karabis moved away in an ugly but practical posture and jumped off the horse's back. He didn't want to be caught by the leather pedal because of his random movements and dragged to death.

However, Adiana did not stop. After the mare ran away, she strangled the little green horse and held the hunting knife to continue chasing and chopping at Karabis. Karabis lingered around the little green horse, allowing the queen to roar and chop randomly - he could see that the little girl's riding skills were not bad, but her swordsmanship was really bad - soon, Adiana's center of gravity was unstable, and she cried out, and was pulled down by Karabis.

Then, the rain fell. It was a kind of drifting raindrop. Karabis clamped her small buttocks with one hand. She kicked her legs and screamed, and pushed away the leaves and ears of the wheat field that were dripping, and walked straight to the small temple over there. Then she put the queen down in the main hall of the temple. Adiana's chestnut hair was completely wet, but she still shouted, gestured to the hunting knife in her hand. Karabis stepped forward impatiently, twisted her wrist, and easily grabbed the hunting knife with her other hand. Then a white light flashed, and the hunting knife was deeply stuck on the pillar in Adiana's ear. Afrightened Adiana then calmed down, panting, staring at Karabis in front of her.

"No matter what dream you have, don't always think about harming me. It's better to have the energy or revive it."

"What is the revival doing? Let it become your bag again?" Adianna's eyes turned in the dark, and the rain outside was getting more and more pouring, weaving the entrance of the temple into a white curtain.

"My dream is not that great, I just want to."

Adiana stepped forward and grabbed Karabis' collar, "It's not what you just want. You must become the king of Rome. I want to revive Darius's achievements and become the queen of Pompeius. We will step on our feet, and then we will separate, either have a decisive battle or..." Before she finished speaking, the two of them fought together in a flash of lightning.

"Promise me, the two-eared pottery jar, I have lost my dignity and chastity in humiliation before you. I must join forces with you now." Adiana's face was rosy, leaning against the pillar and twisting her body. Her shirt and hunting clothes were all pulled apart by Karabis, and her sensitive collarbone and "Mimangthorn" were bitten lightly. She moaned, "My sinking and indulgence must be rewarded by you. Perhaps, we should have a child, so that our alliance bond will be stronger!"

"If I want to work hard, will I become the king of Rome? Do you have confidence in me?" Carabis untied Adiana's sleeve breeches, which made Queen Eubertnia's clothes spread out, and her lower body was naked, leaving only a pair of long boots, but the queen was not afraid at all. She also pulled down the short shirt of the Legion envoy, pulled out the hunting knife from the pillar, turned over and pressed the envoy on the soil, and rode on him, "Yes, I am different from Porti, who was born in that female slave. She will only turn men into sunkenness.

The coward who is confused about the stove and the bed, and I will make you a warrior who is addicted to power and bed. Believe in my judgment, Karabis, all you lack now is courage and **, and you have never lacked intelligence and ability." After saying that, the queen gritted her teeth, cut Karabis' fingers with a hunting knife, then opened her mouth and sucked hard, "This is your blood." Then she pulled it again, cut her fingers and forced it into Karabis' mouth, "Suck my blood again, let's take the blood as an alliance."

At this time, the entire plateau was filled with heavy rain. Biduita and several cavalrymen were riding horses in the rain and in the mud, looking for the whereabouts of the Queen and the Legion envoy. When a sharp-eyed cavalry pointed at the small temple at the end of the wheat field under the hillside, Biduita looked along and saw the Queen's little green horse and the special envoy's mare at the entrance of the temple, tickling the green grass, he understood everything, but said to his subordinates: "The Queen and the envoy are discussing things secretly. Let's go to the woods over there and wait for them."

In front of the altar of the unmanned temple, Karabis sat on it, and the queen rode cross-legged on his waist. The two hugged each other's necks and had sex fiercely. The lightning and thunder outside suppressed their joyful and high-pitched shouts. At this time, Karabis saw the table on the altar, with the wolf-headed hat and wolf-skin used by the priest, and he maliciously stripped Adianna's messy shirt, then put the wolf-headed hat on the queen and forcibly put it on her wolf-skin with a furry tail. Adianna had resisted at first, but soon surrendered under Karabis' coaxing, and used this more shameful outfit to tempt the contrast between black wolf-skin and white-skin to exchange for Karabis's fiercer vigor.
Chapter completed!