Caesar! It was so amazing. Carabis thought to himself that since he traveled through time, he had met all the top three giants. Although the three giants could not recognize him: he saw Pompeii while in Silesia, saw Crassu in the villa in Lukuras Campenia, and met Caesar again in this municipal department.

It seems that Caesar was far less chasing than Pompei at this time. He was still in the early stages of his career, because there were four municipal officials, two senior municipal officials and two civilian municipal officials. The former was responsible for urban construction and the latter was mainly responsible for festival celebrations - Julius Caesar, a descendant of the beautiful god Venus, served as civilian municipal officials. As for his previous position, Kaimax later mentioned that it was the road administrator of the Apiña when Carabis came to Rome.

Caesar glanced at him and rushed to the back hall in a hurry. After a while, forty or fifty people wearing knight cloaks walked in in groups of fiercely. When he saw Kaimax at the office desk, he questioned: "Where has that bald man gone?"

"We don't have bald people here." Kaimax responded with a smile.

"It's Julius Caesar!" A younger knight called out directly anxiously.

"Those respected upstarts, your statement is worth discussing. Lord Julius is just a little bald now, like the new birds born in autumn, with sparse and pink hair - wait, you have no right to go over my desk." The knights were too lazy to talk to Kaimax and directly flipped over the huge desk, as if Caesar was hiding under it. Seeing that the search was fruitless, they shouted "In the back hall" and rushed to the back hall. Calabis also watched the excitement and walked to Kaimax with Kaimax.

The back hall was also empty, with several couches and a row of cabinets for storing documents. After everyone rushed in, they found that no one was there. A window facing the street was opened with the horns of the robe that Caesar had just worn. "The bald man must have escaped from here with the robe." Several knights snatched on the windowsill and shouted, "Yes, Lord Julius, I'm going to the Senate to hear." Kaimax said, and then a group of people rushed out again, shouting that they would wait for him in front of the Senate.

Suddenly, there were only two people in the back hall, Karabis and Karamas. The early spring wind blew in, tilting the curtain beside it, and then Karamas said softly: "Dear City Councillor, you didn't jump out of the window." Karabis was also slightly scared. Caesar, who was naked, stayed behind the curtain of the window swaying with the wind, like a pale gecko.

"This is a tactic of deceiving the enemy, exquisite tactics. It is difficult for you to understand when you open Max, but I am different. I have participated in many wars with barbarians and pirates, and I am well aware of this." Caesar pulled the robe on the window and put it on himself again. "Cheesar, I have to leave the municipal department for a while. This debt-collection team has to bother me for a long time. I have to hide from me, so I am not a golden young man from Rome, but a bankrupt household. The chores here will be left to you. If there is anything that cannot be decided, go find my personal slave to handle it." Caesar's voice was gentle, full of incredible magnetism. His hair was beautifully golden, but it was indeed a little sparse, and he was meticulously combed behind meticulously. His dress was also very delicate and his fingers were slender, which showed that he was a pleasure-welcoming to beautiful food.

"I am willing to serve you wholeheartedly." Kaimax was respectful. Caesar turned around and smiled at him. There were fine crow's feet at the corners of his eyes, which made his smile look charming. Then he saw Karabis and asked in a surprised tone: "Is this person from Asia? He is still a free man."

"Yes, Lord Julius, my lord is Lukulas, who has just returned from the battlefield in the East." Karabis replied with some excitement.

Caesar laughed and said that it was great. I will immediately take care of your master's triumphal ceremony. Although it was a small triumphal ceremony, I will definitely satisfy your master and the citizens of Rome. After saying that, he asked Carabis' name and said I remember you. Then he left like a whirlwind and left a sentence for Carabis: "In the city of Rome, you should either be dice or dice rolling."

"Oh, who told His Excellency Julius that the Venus family became declining! He had to raise money everywhere for his career." When he came out, Kaimas did not treat Karabis as an outsider at all, and said with emotion.

"Are those knights all Caesar's creditors?"

"Yes, there is nothing strange about this in Rome. With 300,000 Seth's assets, they can be certified as knights. These people either own brick kilns, shops, loan sharks, or go to other provinces to work as taxpayers, and money is spent. For example, Julius, running for elections requires money, buying tickets requires money, and bribing the inspectors and divination officials also requires money. The debts he owes are almost a hundred Tarants." Kaimax spread his hands, "If I have money, I will definitely do my best for you. In the past six months as a municipal official, he has brought so much joy to the citizens! Large operas, performances of the Sword Slaves of the Water and Land, free banquets for various festivals, etc."

Karabis asked in confusion: "Is this money not the Republic's treasury to pay?" Kaimas looked at him with a strange look and said, "You are a friend from a foreign land. No wonder you don't know that not only can each municipal official not withdraw money from the treasury, but also has to put his own property into the treasury. Lord Julius is using his life to please everyone! This is good. If the Republic cannot please the people, let those who are willing to please the people do it."

At this time, in the Curia Conference Hall of the Roman Senate before sunset, a triumphal quarrel surrounding Luculas was fiercely unfolding. Luculas's crime was undoubtedly rejected, but whether he could enjoy the triumphal sensation is still a big question. In the Curia Conference Hall, on the round stairs seats, the sound waves were rising one floor higher than the other, causing the fascist entourage in front of the door to constantly knock on the ground with a stick, hoping to keep quiet negotiations. A Pompei MP stood up and spoke with a very long content, with the key points being nothing more than the one that Demitrius summed up at the time, but his words continued to arouse cheers and applause from other Pompei supporters. These people looked proudly at the noble MPs sitting opposite to see how they deal with their own boycotts.
Chapter completed!