Just as the veteran was hesitating, a voice came from the crowd, "I am willing to pay for forty drakmas alone to engrave the monument." When everyone saw that it was Karabis. He raised his hand, then quickly walked to Milu and handed him thirty silver coins.

"Who are you? Is it related to the Seventh Legion?" Milu narrowed her eyes and looked curiously at the young Karabis who had never seen before.

"My name is Karabis. I was once a camp slave of the Seventh Legion. Now I am a free citizen. I was released by the military guardian Apis in the Battle of Lekdania not long ago." Karabis told the truth.

Milu readily accepted the silver coins, "Oh, then you are also from the Seventh Legion. Apis, I recognize him as a gentleman, a real civilian. But, Karabis, don't you feel assured to hand over all the wages to me now?"

"Yes, it can be seen that you are a real man. I have sympathy for the dead, but I admire you even more. The most important thing in the city of Rome is Xinyi, whether it is citizens and liberals, or between the natives and foreigners. Fides is the basis of all interactions." Karabis said generously that he had read this in Lukulas's Torah, so he learned and sold it now. Fides refers to the loyalty between Rome and foreign countries, which is more important than anything else. If this thing is violated, the real Romans will feel great shame.

During the Punic War, the Roman consul Regiras, who was captured by Carthage, was released back to Rome by the Carthaginians after making a promise to persuade the friendship between the two countries after returning home. However, as soon as he returned, he reported to the Senate that Carthaginians were in trouble internally and externally, and strongly advocated that Rome fight another battle to seize Sicily. After the Senate decided to send troops, Regiras believed that although his behavior was beneficial to his mother country, it violated the sacred fides and actually tied himself back to Carthage, and was cruelly killed by the angry Carthaginians.

After hearing this, Milu looked at Karabis with blue eyes, his eyes were very gentle. He nodded and asked, "What shape does the tombstone want to be made? Crow, dolphin, or something--you make the decision."

"Tell me!" Karabis asked the other veterans.

Finally, the finalized plan was to make it a symbol of the Seventh Legion, in the shape of the Bucks statue.

Milu put the silver coins into a bag and said to Karabis: "In a market day, come to the ground floor of the second row apartment of the Veterans House in Mount Evandini to see the plaster model. I am satisfied and will be completed in three market days." After that, he carried the purse bag on his shoulder and left.

In fact, after a fever in his head and sent away forty silver coins, Calabis also felt a little painful. After all, he is now financially tense. When he returned to his apartment on Jukola Street at night, he gently kicked his door with his feet (Romans are not used to knocking on the door with their hands, and usually kicked the door "politely" with their feet), and Porty opened the door for him with a mysterious and excited expression.

There were several pots of flowers brought by Porti and a few lights hanging. The room was full of warm fragrance. Porti took his hand and came to the shrine on the wall and said, "Look, Karabis saw that the first floor of the shrine was an exquisite woodcut statue, "Our family god", Porti introduced the identity of this guy, and the second floor was a woodcut statue of a man and a woman, "This is my father and mother god." Karabis smiled and touched the two statues. It was obviously what Porti asked the craftsmen to carve according to his appearance. At the bottom was a small statue, which must be the figure of the little pigeon Parumma, because there was a small ball tied next to it.

The family has lived together.

Over there, Parumma was chanting at the little gray pigeon, not knowing what he was talking about.

"You have to sacrifice and worship the shrine every day like the head of the family, so that our family will be blessed." Porti demanded very strongly, "Before supper is the best time to worship the gods, come, give it." After saying that, he handed Karabis two plates, one with half a piece of wheat bread mixed with two flowers, and a plate filled with salt water. Karabis suppressed his laughter, imitated the standard Romans, placed the plate on the shrine, and then dipped his fingers in salt water, then stood respectfully, raised his hands and raised his palms toward the shrine, and began to mutter toward the shrine.

But when he saw Porti also closed his eyes and praying devoutly, his heart suddenly felt warm and tears almost caught him: Karabi's war, Sofini's pass, the wind and snow of Lekdania, so many ups and downs, now he and Porti finally have a warm and small harbor in this huge ancient capital.

"As a family god, I did not believe in you in my world before, but now I sincerely ask you not to let down our sacrifices for you." Karabis stared at the shrine and thought silently in his heart.

It was late at night, and Karabis and Porti were lying on the bed holding hands. After a long time, Karabis asked, the family's savings were not much now. Porti was tired, so Karabis calculated that he would go to the Kitchen Temple to report tomorrow, and pay twelve Seths a day, and combine three Drakmas, so he didn't have to worry about food and clothing, but it was really a bit difficult to maintain this expensive apartment. And can he get a share of the Pulaima Villa in Lukuras? It's still an unknown number.

You have to seize all opportunities!

The Roman Kitchen Temple is a narrow and elongated temple on the mountain. It enshrines the holy fire of Vesta. Five virgins who were guarding the holy fire were standing together at the entrance of the corridor temple. Karabis stood harmlessly. He saw the virgin in white dress in the Subra neighborhood that day, Claudia called "Zeno". It seems that Zeno is the youngest among them, leading by Ms. Lishylia, who is about forty years old and is called "the head of the virgins".

Karabis bowed to Lishya and waited for her arrangement.

"The daily work of the Kitchen God Temple is very leisurely. We mainly do it for us virgins. In the early morning, we go to draw clear spring water, put it in the temple reservoir, and then take turns on duty to guard the guards to prevent the temple from extinguishing the sacred fire. We originally hired you to clean up and manage the Virgin House behind the temple while we were working, but Lord Lukuras sent a letter two days ago, asking you to arrange a sacred artifact administrator for you. I am not good at bending my face, so Karabis, this is the key to the temple holy library, let's take it." Li Xilia gracefully handed a key to Karabis.

Karabis took it and asked casually, "What is the salary of the Holy Artifact Administrator?"

Li Xilia obviously frowned at his philosophical power and whispered: "Although you are a free citizen, you must always regulate and restrain yourself with the virtues of the Roman citizens. The basis for our survival is the respect and worship of the citizens to God. Isn't it despicable to ask about salary so blatantly? If the former Holy Artifact Manager went out to be a tax collector, it would not be your turn. But I can tell you that the salary of the Holy Artifact Manager is also twelve Seths a day." Then, the five virgins left with exquisite water bottles (and the name stayed in the temple to guard the holy fire).
Chapter completed!