Then, Domufeng moved his eyes in the direction where the little pigeon ran back, and indeed saw Karabis climbing on the column of the Opera Square, waving his hand and smiling at him.

When Domubu pointed at Karabis, Princia immediately became panicked and asked her servant to lift the sedan chair and leave. She knew that she had sold Karabis. This kind of thing was more taboo in the city of Rome. She was afraid of Karabis's face-to-face questioning and even revenge.

But several gladiators blocked the direction of her sedan chair. Karabis ran briskly, and went to her sedan chair. He first hugged the proprietress Domus, and then kissed the back of Princia's hand. "You can make it easy for me to find the most beautiful woman in Rome."

Princia was afraid that those lawless gladiators would strip her clothes and kill her slaves in the street. Even though she was in the Roman cafe, there was no force enough to pass through all regions between the black and white worlds. So she tried to calm down and smiled and leaned over to kiss Karabis: "Carbis, I heard that you were serving in a distant area, but why did you come back first? I have thought about writing to greet you many times before, haha."

"Haha, is it? It's rare that Princia, you have been caring for me for so long. I have long thought that you are a beautiful and kind woman. The old prostitute was like that just now. You also gave her the opportunity to attend the temple fair. Of course, I have to respond to your kindness and give her fifty silver coins, plus the monthly charter fee of twenty silver coins. The clinic under my name is open to her at any time. Listen, my master will have a holiday banquet immediately and sincerely invite you to attend, don't forget. You should also respond to my kindness!" As he said, Karabis secretly pinched Princia's arm. A fierce light appeared in his eyes, representing an undeniable attitude.

Before the other party could answer, Karabis enthusiastically kissed Domubu's wrist and mouth again, which made the unrestrained boss lady feel a little overwhelmed. "The fun and drinks for the holiday banquet will be rented to you, my dear, my best friend with big boobs."

Looking at Princia who was left in surprise, Karabis pulled the little pigeon to the arch of the amphitheater. A flock of birds flew up there, and then he helped the little pigeon bounce the dust on his body. Before he could ask the woman and the child, he hurriedly said: "Please take your father to say hello to Porti, but I may not be able to go home for several days. This city is like a top. Tell me, son, what gender is Porti's second child?"

"Daughter, because he is a daughter, his name was named Corinna by Porty." Xiao Gezi said seriously. "Entertainment father, if I grow up and can serve you faithfully, would you let Corinna be my wife?"

Karabis replied perfunctorily: "You can marry a woman from a traditional noble family without having to marry a daughter from a new noble family like me, it will not do us much good."

"Where is Van Lundena!" the little pigeon continued to ask, but Calabis did not answer him, so he ran away on his own. He ran along the street of Doscunara to the villa group on Mount Esquinino - this place is adjacent to the suburbs of Rome, so the price of the building is much cheaper than that of Mount Palatine. It is a place where down-and-out nobles and new rich people like to buy industries. Calabis walked through the winding alleys and streets, walked around the mottled courtyards with mottled walls, and knocked on the door knock. An elderly servant with his eyes was indented and looked at Calabis up and down.

"Do you know where this is?"

"I know this is the residence of the Brutuus family, and I am here to find Julius Caesar."

"Caesar is not here."

Karabis knocked the door knocker even louder, "Caesar is here! Don't worry, I'm not here to claim debt."

The old man in Sinzan looked behind and around Karabis vigilantly, and confirmed that he was the only one, so he slowly opened the side door. Karabis walked in and saw Caesar covering his face with a long robe and lying on the stone chair in the garden. Whether he was awake or sleeping, a beautiful woman in her thirties was sitting on the side playing the zitra for him. Brutu, the young nobleman he met in Sardinia, was playing the game of throwing lamb legs on the small table under the grape trellis.

After glanced at it, Calabis confirmed that the person playing the piano was Brutu's mother, Caesar's favorite mistress Sevilla; and the person who played with Brutu should be Sevilla's brother (or younger brother) the daughter of Little Gatu, and Brutu's cousin Portia.

"Hey, it's Karabis!" The one who got up and greeted Brutu warmly, and Karabis also came forward to hug and shake hands with him, "That day in Sardinia, you actually left me and took a step first."

"I'm rushing to the military camp, please forgive me. Oh, it seems that you finally chose your cute cousin, respected Portia. Your father's integrity makes people all over the world, including me, a new knight from a foreign land, feel sincerely admired. Look at this beautiful and exquisite ring, you and Brutu must be engaged, and I will present the generous gifts later." Of course, Karabis knew that the daughters of the little Gatu family had always been proud of their father and great-great-grandfather, so Portia smiled and accepted Karabis' complimentary kiss on the back of her hand.

Sevilla next to him said calmly: "Posia, you should not take the flattery of a young and handsome man to heart, otherwise you will end up like your aunt sooner or later, and you will be addicted to the feelings with a bald man and cannot extricate yourself. The women in our family should have been sitting in front of the spinning machine at this moment, but now it is different. Perfume, clothing, and young and beautiful men are all tempting us to fall all the time. Look at me, I am now degenerate."

Hearing this, Karabis quickly changed his course and ran to Sevilla and kissed the back of her hand. Sevilla smiled, "Guest, I hope my joke just now was not abrupt. If you came to claim debt from the bald man lying on the stone chair, please send him to court and take him to prison. He has tortured me for almost ten years, cheated on food, drink and even cheated on me in tears."

When Caesar heard this, he coughed twice, turned his back to Karabis.

Karabis stepped forward and whispered to him: "Your Excellency, please cheer up. Now it is not a passive and indulgent moment. Pompeii is coming back soon. And you are going to take the Thirteenth Legion to Lusitania for further glory. You are almost forty years old, and the peak moment of politics is waving to you. You should not see outsiders thinking that I am here to claim debts."

"I can't leave, I have too much debt." Caesar replied weakly and sadly.

"How much?" Karabis remembered that he used the proceeds from Etruscan's previous auction to help Caesar pay off the debts of no less than one hundred Tarante. Crassus also took out three hundred Tarante, and now Caesar's debt was only three or four hundred adopted sons left.

Who would have thought that Caesar's answer was "There are eight hundred and ninety-seven Tarsten again."
Chapter completed!