There were still a few hours before Hebrida was confined. He and several old friends such as Arminius, Safano were drinking heavily in the camp in front, and of course he was the only one who drank because he had no combat missions next.

When Hebrida said the decision to make the way out, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, there were still two hundred Drakmas.

"You have to remember to hand over that crown of Monime." Aminius did not forget to remind him.

Hebrida's eyes were red with her drinking, and she responded vaguely, indicating that he had heard it. Then he rubbed his glass and asked, "What are you going to do about Vantu and Batiatas?"

Safano made an awkward excuse to sort out his luggage and walked aside to tie up his shields, pickaxes and other things. Arminius also said nothing: Van Tu is dead, and Batiatus is also a waste of his life. The army's pension is only 800 Seth's withdrawal, which is a drop in the bucket, not to mention that the two of them had owed a lot of debts before their death.

"You two, collect five hundred Drakma to me, and transfer it to their homes, and settle my accounts," Hebrida said, and drank the inferior wine in the wine glass again.

After a long time, Arminius said softly: "This is not your duty, dear Highbrida."

"Dong!" Hebrida inserted his dagger on the table, and the candlelight on the table shook violently, "Human love and blood debt, black and white! They had saved my life in Liketun, and the Romans never owe favors - I have twenty slaves, plus these, enough for 20,000 Seth to retreat. Are you afraid that I can't afford it?"

"The winter camp has been cancelled, Hebrida, when you go back to Bitinia to deal with the slaves, you will probably be half dead." Safano interrupted.

Then Hebrida grabbed his collar, and said like an angry leopard, "Anyway, you have to believe me, just hand over the money!" After that, he let go of Safano, lowered his head and walked out slowly with his support to the tent door, and cursed Lukulas all the way, and Utaris kept stopping.

When Li Bida took back the mule, he turned to the back room of the tent to chop firewood. After pushing the door and entering, there were piles of firewood piles. Adiana wrapped her robe and sat in the darkness, staring at herself with bright black eyes. She was as beautiful and arrogant as her mother.

Li Bida was a little uncomfortable. Adianna's personality was a person who kept people from thousands of miles away. He didn't like being watched by her, so he turned his back and prepared to start work.

"I looked up to you. I thought you were a dirty Roman, but I didn't expect you to be a thousand times dirtyer than the Romans. You are a lowly reptile and slave." In the dark, Adianna's beautiful but vicious voice sounded, "If you know that you once suppressed and attacked me, you should commit suicide in shame now!"

Li Bida, who was insulted, was a little angry and began to confront him: "It seems that the poison did not enter your blood and heart, but it was all on your tongue."

Adianna widened her eyes in amazement. He didn't expect that this slave who looked like Asia would dare to mock her such a noble person, and could speak Greek. After a pause, she said quickly and sadly: "People in the Black Sea say that Mitradati was often poisoned by her mother and brother since she was a child. Not only wasn't poisoned to death, but she became invincible. It seemed that I inherited my father's bloodline, and those poisons were not enough to take my life."

Then, she said in a commanding tone: "If you, a slave, are willing to hand me over to the commander of the Romans, let me enjoy the treatment that the princess deserves, and leave this place full of humble people as soon as possible, I can consider elevating you to my servant slave."

"The Roman commander came here just now, but maybe before you saw him, you were insulted and killed for your exposed identity." Li Bida split a firewood and said slowly, "I am willing to help you, but it is just out of a morality."

Adiana hummed contemptuously.

"Before waiting for the right time, please be patient first." At this time, a person flashed quickly at the door, which was Demethlius, holding a medicine bag in his hand.

"That's a medicine bag, who is that slave treating?" Adiana asked.

"Batitas." Li Bida blurted out, "It's that, that..." He realized Adianna's reaction and did not continue to say it, but just made gestures to replace the following words.

I could not see any expression of Adianna, but her fair face slowly retreated, disappeared in the darker darkness, and stopped talking with Li Bida, leaving only her eyes flashing like two stars.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, which was the sound of the workshop being kicked away, and the screams of the slaves in front of him, and the rough voice of Hebrida sounded: "All the pigs, get out and come to the master!"

Adianna followed Li Bida quietly and walked to the front room. The door panel had been kicked off by Hebrida. The little centurion, smelled of alcohol, stood in the middle of the door, like an angry leopard, looking for the poor "prey".

Several male and female slaves curled up on the ground in fear, and knew Hebrida's temper better than Li Bida and others: once this thug encounters something unpleasant, he will not be stingy to vent on the slave.

At this time, the unlucky, uninformed Demeteris changed the medicine for Batiatas in another tent, and just came in from the door. Hebrida grabbed his hair and knocked him against the remaining half of the door panel. The Jew screamed and begged for mercy, but it aroused Hebrida's anger even more. With the sound of it, blood quickly drew on the door panel. Finally, the Jewish sissy was like a dying shrimp, bent her thin body, fell into the dust, making a low voice, not knowing whether it was crying or moaning.

Li Bida looked back at Adiana, hoping that this girl from the noble family could stop Highbred's atrocities, but Adiana stood calmly, without saying a word.

"Master, if you drink too much, you should regain your rationality. You should not treat us like this, even if we are slaves." In the end, Li Bida said this, and after saying that, even he felt his body trembling violently, and the other slaves even cast terrifying eyes from all directions.

Hebrida looked at Li Bida drunkenly and swayed back and forth in the same place. It was obvious that he was also "shocked" by Li Bida's words. Then he laughed and slowly took off his armor and sweatshirt, one by one, and finally stood there in a row, his body and face were covered with caterpillar scars, and his "short sword" was extremely ferocious.

Out of nature, Adiana turned around in disgust, her movements were particularly eye-catching, which really aroused Highbrida's "interest".

"You! Karabiya, right?" Hebrida pointed at Adianna.

Adiana turned around and frowned with her dark eyebrows, "Underpassion, who gave you the qualification to allow you to call me that?"

Li Bida complained secretly, but tried his best to block his body between the two.
Chapter completed!