Porti calmed down and said, "Yes, Karabis is my man, a man who has protected me with his sword and fist. He also coaxed me and said, "I came with him with the dowry." Then Porti smiled, "But I know, no need to say, I will not be his wife after all. In this city, men can become citizens, knights, nobles, but women can never. As long as I can prepare meals for him by his stove, and raise children, I am lucky enough. I don't have any blood, wealth, and wisdom. It's time to accept fate with peace of mind. Just as my man said, sometimes accepting fate requires greater courage than resisting fate."

"What kind of fate do you need?" Everyone present was surprised when Karabis stood at the door of the study with red eyes, especially Princia, who was so scared that the wine glass in her hand almost fell to the ground.

"Carabis, it was Caesar who secretly told you about the whereabouts of this woman? Then I can tell you clearly now that you must marry Yulia from Sardinia and then continue to be loyal to me and my son. Pompei's sons are excellent. I need to continue to fight with his family in thirty years, so that I cannot do without your strength. And according to Lishylia, you have a fateful connection with Yulia, right?" Crassus's words were almost imperative, and then he pointed to Princia.

Princia slightly regained her courage to speak and suggested to Karabis: "In fact, there is a good compromise, which is good for you and Porti. That is, a lease contract between you and Porti."

"Oh, I'm very curious. What is a lease contract?" Karabis said in a deep voice with his wolf-like teeth.

"In our business, there are often such contracts. This contract can reasonably solve Porti's identity, that is, you spend some money and years to rent her. You can set appropriate days every month to let her board your door and provide you with any service, bed, stove, and child care. For the rest of the days, you place her in other apartments or villas. Anyway, you don't need this money now. How about it, Yulia is a Roman woman, and marriage relationship is much more important in her eyes than a pillow-to-ceil relationship. She can tolerate Porti and her children completely and will not mind."

At this moment, Porty covered his face and cried, "I can do anything, but I really don't accept this contract! This is defiling my love for Karabis and my love for children."

Princia shouted impatiently: "Silly woman. This contract is just a surface, and Roman women care about this surface. They may not have sex with their husbands once a year, but they still claim the harmony and sweetness of the couple's relationship." At this time, Karabis walked up and said to Princia: "This lease contract is directed at prostitutes, prostitutes like you."

The other party's originally brilliant face began to twist, "Be careful when speaking, don't forget, there is a hole in your left ear."

"That's great. I decided to let Porti come to rent me. Anyway, in your eyes, there is no difference between me and men and women." Karabis answered calmly, then took Porti's hand and walked out of the study.

Crassus Thunder was furious, "Carabis, I tell you a routine, that is, before the legion went on a war, the appointed deputy general or military guardian would swear to the altar and the inspector in the Square of the God of War. I think you know this. Even Julius Caesar could not accept the deputy general who had not sworn Mars and to command the soldiers under his subordinates. Think about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with my suggestions or Princia's suggestions. Are you too young after all? Or did I misread you?"

When he felt the moment of hesitation of Karabis, Porti hurriedly grabbed him, and the two stood there, feeling sincere helplessness. At this time, Tuna walked in, "Carbis, my son, your behavior just now was a little out of control." Then he smiled gracefully, separated Porti's hand from Karabis, and led the woman politely over, then pointed at Karabis and said to Porti: "Look at how young he is, how handsome he is, how close and beautiful this knight's cloak is. At the banquet tonight, almost all the Roman nobles knew that he was Marcos and my adopted son. I have already distributed some of the property for him. His future is limitless.

Dear Porti, you are in the same situation as me. We cannot stand on the theater stage, but we can all silently give this young man the greatest support behind the scenes--don't let his light wings be contaminated with heavy concerns." Then he gently kissed Porti on the cheek, "No one can force you to do anything, you and my son have enough time to think about it. I just hope that when watching dramas in the amphitheater in the future, Karabis will sit in the front fourteen rows and be with your children. I believe that even if you sit in the seat far away from behind, looking at their backs, your heart will be filled with joy."

"Yes." Porty said softly and firmly, "I am Karabis' woman, because I am willing to sacrifice for him!"

A few days later, Porti moved out of Chokola's apartment with his children and went to Apiron. On the street covered with gravel and mosaics, the little pigeon and Van Lundena stood together and looked at Karabis with incomprehension, "Why don't you want to help Porti?"

"Because I'm just a stubborn fool." Karabis said nothing. He led the Parthian mare "owl" (this is a commemoration of the mule who died in Xiaoya) to him, walking alone, walking through a densely populated street, with the little pigeon and Van Lundena following him, "But Karabis, you always have a way, always."

"Don't bother me, you two should be in school now." Karabis aimlessly led his horse towards the God of War Square.

"Our teacher was rushed in and castrated by a nobleman in class yesterday because he had seduced the noble's daughter."

"Now you should know that Rome is a dangerous place everywhere. Are you there when that guy was castrated?"

"Of course he should be grateful that Fan Luntingna and I didn't skip school yesterday. We picked up his words and hoped that Timoxiu could take it. He kept screaming when he entered the clinic, and I also took out the coins in his bag and paid the medical fee."

"Good job, son."
Chapter completed!