On the Coliseum of Neruda, there were crowds of people everywhere, with carriages and parasols lined up at the entrance below. The dealers and prostitutes who solicited business were walking around under various sculptures of gods, without any shame. The archers kept repeating the names of Brutu and Kasio in cheers, praising the glory and generosity of him and his family, because together with many special fathers of the Senate, they took out a total of three million dinar silver coins to sponsor the event and most of the free banquet. However, the archers also added the name of the trusted municipality Malulas behind them. After all, the event was held in his name, and Brutu and Kasio were just sponsors.

At the same time, Octavian, Mesenas and Agripas stood on the ruins of the Valin apartment. Under the wind tower, Caesar's cloak was erected on it. It was pure white and woven with heavy wool. It was the casual clothes that Caesar loved to wear in his spare time during his lifetime. Now it was like a flag, summoning the civilians in the blocks of River Harbor, Mount Evandini, and Apiña. People found that around Octavian, eight slaves raised Caesar's golden ivory throne high.

"Citizens, veterans, this cloak is a banner, and this golden throne is a logo. I have been constantly calling for the Senate, the numb people, and the soldiers with instability and loyalty. I ask you not to forget Caesar, and not to forget how such a sacred person died tragically under the sword of the villain, but unfortunately, when the summer has not yet passed, the situation changes in the direction of tragic. The Senate hides dirty and filthy hides the murderer. Some of Caesar's generals go back on their word and crazily absorb power in the name of revenge for him. Now Caesar is me, and I think that taking mercy and forbearance is no longer helpful, and it is necessary to take

It's time to act - these things were given to me by my dead adoptive father's wife. She told me that you should use the child, and I hope it will arouse everyone's memories of courage and conscience. Today I am very happy, that is, so far, there are 30,000 people coming, and there are 1,000 veterans of adoptive fathers willing to act as my guard to protect me from being harmed by ulterior motives. What else can I be scared? With your support, Caesar is fearless, so let us march into the Colosseum where the feast of murderers and trampers is shamelessly going in broad daylight. Let me go there to express our grief and indignation and demands!"

"Enter the Colosseum and display Caesar's golden seat in the colonnade!" Tens of thousands of people and veterans shouted.

"What is Brutu's virtue? Why does he show his glory? What is Kasio's virtue? Why does he sponsor this event? Break everything and smash everything!" Agripa and Avenus around Octavian also took the opportunity to shout. They provoke everyone's emotions and sounded the horn of formal declaration of war.

"Go forward, go forward, Julius, your heroic spirit in heaven, protect Young Caesar and all his followers." The crowd sang the song, and then carried Caesar's throne at the forefront of the team, and everyone carried iron sticks, table legs, daggers, and flesh-and-groove, like the huge waves of the tumultuous Tiber River, and rushed towards the Colosseum with unstoppable force.

Soon, the veterans who were still watching the event received the news one after another. They were shocked and slipped out without even saying hello. The rest of the people didn't understand why, the entire ring-shaped seat that could accommodate thousands of people began to become uneasy.

"Don't run, Casca, speak your fear!" Brutu sat upright in the seat and shouted at him as Casca was about to escape.

"That Octavian has organized thousands of people to display Caesar's relics in front of the colonnade of the Colosseum." Casca said in anger.

"That's his rights and freedom. I don't understand what you are afraid of?" Brutu said calmly.

"What I fear is the ghost of Caesar. I now feel that it exists in all the neighborhoods and alleys of Rome. In everyone's heart, it keeps mocking me and intimidating me. I dare not face anything related to this name. You are the same. I have to leave..." Casca shouted hysterically, then covered his face, and escaped from the Colosseum in a panic under the escort of the armed portal slaves.

Soon, the elders and knights on the seat escaped and scattered, leaving only Brutu, Kassio and other few people, as well as the newspaper staff who stared at the eyes and the choir who were patrolling in the venue, and the audience gathered in the iron fences outside, whether civilians, foreigners or noble ladies, scattered without a trace for a short time, and the whole hustle and bustle dissipated in the hustle and bustle, "Why don't you leave, Kassio? Listen, the fury sounds outside are getting closer and closer, and I seem to hear the ridicule of the ghost of Caesar." Brutu looked at Kassio and said.

"We have to fight to the death of war, Marcus. Flee to Lusitania with me. Don't count on Cicero. I only now know that we have been betrayed by him. Fortunately, Sipingzel took the lead in connecting with many veterans who were sympathetic to us. They would arrange their retreat now. In short, they could not confront Octavian. This young man is a good lay-out, and we were all blinded by him." Kasio wrapped his robe and wore a dagger, saying.

"This sword is the one used to assassinate Caesar?"

"That's right."

"Okay, let us fight side by side, but the battlefield is definitely not Lusitania." Brutu finished speaking, jumped up from the seat and retreated with Kassiejo. "First go to my villa in the suburbs to stay for the time being. If you guessed correctly, the Senate's gathering will be held soon, but we must not go, because that gathering will be sentenced to the death."

At this moment, outside the Colosseum, the vanguard of Octavian's veteran guards had arrived on the street. When they saw many treasures, spices and statues under the colonnade, they shouted, "This is all exhibited by the murderer of the dictator. All confiscated, and all the confiscated ones were broken by me!" Everyone shouted in unison, and then they held their pockets frantically and put their belongings in them. More people danced with sticks and smashed them all.

When Caesar's throne and Octavian himself arrived here in the shouts of the crowd, Octavian pointed to the empty Colosseum and announced to everyone, "The enemy has escaped, I ask you what should you do?"

"Chasing them!" Everyone answered this way.
Chapter completed!