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Zeno shouted, and directly called the heavy ebony box hard on the face of the sword slave who was pulling her. The other party's lips and corners of his eyes were cracked. He covered his face with his hands and knelt down. Then Zeno ran wildly in the rain. A sword slave immediately raised a javelin to her back, but was immediately pressed by Kasieyo, "Are you crazy, are you really going to kill the virgin?"

After saying that, Kasieyo rushed up a few times and was about to catch Zeno. As a result, on the corner of the street, a group of big men with black skin came, wearing short sweatshirts and chain mail, holding strange-shaped, curved swords in their hands, passed through Zeno who was staying there, and ran towards Kasieyo and others.

"It's Libidaus's guard." Kasio said this quickly, then turned his head and ran away. He knew that this group of people could not afford to offend him, but most of the sword-fighting slaves around him were Dehimos's men, standing there, some were dazed, and some were ready to fight.

In the screams, blood and heads flew around in the mud in the alley. The Habaihu sword in Alp's hand directly cut open the exposed belly and chest of the Doujian slave on the opposite side. The other party looked at his constant flow of internal organs and intestines, and cried and fell to die.

Zeno, who came to his senses, turned around and continued to run with the box in his arms. She passed through two streets before she arrived at the periphery of the Mother Earth Temple. There were crowds of people and it was very chaotic. At this time, the rain had stopped, but there were still a few thunders in the sky from time to time. Zeno was so anxious that she was about to cry. How could she go in and hand the will to Li Bida?

Just at this moment, several young army soldiers with feathered legs stood at the intersection of the street and performed their duties. From time to time, they also talked fiercely about the content of the debate coming from inside, speaking in a Sardinian accent, and cheered from time to time.

The order of the venue was temporarily settled, and Li Bida was there and shouting at Brutu and others, "Read Caesar's will in public, ask Caesar for a funeral of equal status, allow soldiers and people to have the right to worship him, and sign Caesar a god and enter the altar of Capito's Mountain!"

"Oppose, oppose. Always oppose!" All the elders around Brutu made fierce voices.

"Then take off your robes. What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of reading Caesar's will and making you feel ashamed? Caesar was the fourth Roman father, standing by Romulus, Camillus and Mallor, which you gave it; Caesar was the descendant of the God of Venus, which you gave it; Caesar was the lifelong guardian; Caesar was given it; Caesar's birth in April, and was named july, which you gave it; Caesar's calendar was promoted throughout Rome, which you gave it; Caesar's gift; Caesar's calendar was promoted throughout Rome; Caesar's; Caesar's lifelong guardian;

You have granted the power of conquering the distant empires; you have always said that Caesar was a tyrant, so what tyrannical means did he use to force you to grant him so much glory. No, he has not taken any coercive and cruel means. He just hopes to change the country, and I hope to publish the content of the will to everyone. Caesar hopes to gain more understanding, even after his death, will you not allow this? Then I have to ask again, what are you afraid of!"

"What are you afraid of?!" Many people also sang in unison with Amathius' guidance.

The sound went straight outside the field. Zeno widened her eyes. She walked to the soldiers with a dirt face and covered in dirty body, and asked timidly, "May I ask, are you subordinates of the cavalry commander?"

The soldiers first looked at her with a surprised expression, and then stood up respectfully, saying yes, respectful virginity. At this time, Zeno was not like a virginity. The corners of her skirt were torn to pieces, and she was covered in rain and mud, but the will box in her hand showed her identity.

"The Virgin is here, the Virgin is here." These legion soldiers immediately guarded Zeno. Then more and more people and soldiers surrounded him. They automatically opened a passage forward, which could allow Zeno to walk into the venue smoothly.

At this moment, Caesar's father-in-law Bisso also stepped onto the podium, with a very solemn expression, because his identity was the reader of the will. About half a moment later, Anthony also came back, and Li Bida whispered, "Have Madame Korpnia's inheritance been kept?"

"Yes, everything has been settled, guarded by loyal veterans and sword fighters." Anthony seemed to have completed this task very well.

Then, Li Bida reached out to Zeno and asked loudly, "Can you verify your identity?"

"Yes, I am the virgin who is in charge of the sacrificial artifacts, the prophecy of Sibir and the private will. My name is Zeno."

"Then is the sacred will box in your hand?"

"Yes, I'm totally sure of that."

When he came back, under the gaze of the crowd, Bisuo nodded, then took out a will from his entourage, and Zeno also took out the will from his box. Then Bisuo held the double portion and held it up so that everyone could see it. "The seal and content on it are exactly the same as the original and the copy. In fact, Caesar had temporarily changed his will on the day before his death."

Bisso's words suddenly aroused an explosive effect, and the people's desire to see the content of the will became stronger. They talked about the mysterious speculation about Caesar's murder, just like the big comet symbolizing bad luck, passing over Rome, and stirred up.

Brutu and others were ashamed. He knew that Kasio's behavior of seizing wills and estates was generally a failure. Although he had opposed this behavior before and he expected that the people could sympathize with his behavior through an open debate speech, now he had to admit this fact that "the people are the ones who desire freedom the most, but the people are also the ones who are the ones that are the easiest to buy." He did not even have to buy it. He could be bewitched and incited by just being wise. This was a difficult problem that he could not solve.

At this moment, Dihemoth, who was under the stage, was still making gestures everywhere, urging his sword-fighting slave to deal with the unexpected facts, because no one knew what Caesar said in his will and how he arranged the heirs.
Chapter completed!