I haven't noticed that this chapter has one more chapter, and I'm dizzy......

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"It's your ruse, Calabis, you alien fellow, you're wearing down my patience with you." When Catiline saw Calabis, a nameless fire rose in his heart, but he still had to maintain the aura of a nobleman.

"Wear out patience? It seems that Cicero, who has often liked to say to you, your Excellency—that I am only keeping my promise, that I have said such things in the playground and in the little square, but you have always turned a deaf ear, and now you have suffered the consequences of despising my words. Calabis pointed his finger at Catiline, "Now that you're finished, why should I use honorifics for you?" Catiline, you are a man, and soon you will be torn apart by the wolf-like creditors, and your daughters and their families, when they are sold in the slave market, I will give them a good price, and let them bend down and circle by my woman's stove. ”

"You dare to touch my family!" When the thunder came, Catiline's face became more and more pale, and he roared angrily.

"Family? Do you think you'll have family soon? "Catiline's intimidation, Calabis returned as it was. With that, he nodded two fingers contemptuously at Catiline, "This is just the first step. Then he put his cloak over his head with both hands, and surrounded by veterans and gladiators, he turned and left.

"Bastard, Langis must have been killed by you! How dare you lie to me that something is in the Juno Temple! Turn your back around! Catiline's question was heard from behind, but Karabis did not answer at all.

The second step came three days later, because the Senate was controversial over Cicero's motion, and the chairman on duty decided to hand over the motion to the gods for adjudication - the process was divided into three, with the soothsayer of the Temple of Jupiter, the astrologer of the Temple of Isis, and the virgin of the Temple of the Stove, the soothsayer with the intestines, the trajectory of the birds, and the climate, the astrologer with astronomy, and the virgin through the holy fire and the prophecy of Sybil - Zuihou promulgated the results at the same time, and the arrangement of the Senate was fair, Never let the divination results appear to be evenly matched.

The divination of the three parties was held on the Captopil Hill, and Calabis, who was in the tavern of Domuj, who was watching all this, was victorious, and the soothsayer was the man of Caesar, the high priest, and the day before he had delivered four silver coins of earthenware urns, plus two beautiful boys dressed as haode, to the door of his house; As for the astrologer, who claimed to be a descendant of the Babylonians, he was rewarded with ten jars of fine wine with a high neck and a slender waist, as well as gifts from two small farms.

But the virgin Richilia, Calabis did not make such a tacky thing, but offered an elaborate villa with a garden, a study, a fishpond and a fireplace in the name of "providing a retreat for the virgins".

"Do you think Richia will accept it?" Domuge poured a glass of wine for Calabis and asked.

"If you don't accept it, it's all an investment in real estate, and then sell it to Crassus, anyway, he will definitely be interested." Calabis didn't care at all, "Besides, the result of this divination is absolutely and absolutely a 'surprise' for Catiline. ”

At the time of the bribes of Calabis, Catiline, who had no rut, was left with only hope to pay, and he took a few hundred followers, and pretended to be as arrogant as he could, and went up the Captopil Hill, and at the divination site Cicero with almost the same number of men and horses, came-for-tat.

Cicero was clearly prepared, his robe deliberately pulled under his shoulders, revealing his breastplate, and Claudius and other young nobles accompanied him in high spirits.

"Your goal is to delay the election date of the consul and let the debt weigh me down, and for this you must have used dirty money to bribe three soothsayers." "But don't underestimate the innate justice of the city of Rome, which will not allow a hillbilly knight like you, or a brass like Calabis," said Catiline fiercely. ”

"I'm sorry, who is Calabis? Well, it doesn't matter who he is. This time I will wipe out you Catiline, and the evil clique behind you, and save the great republic, which is the duty of every citizen of the republic, whether he comes from Rome or not. Cicero shrugged, then put on an unfathomable expression, "You know that I wear armor, because I am afraid of you, Catiline, you are an unruly adversary, you incite the people, you kill the good, you promise nothing, you are in debt, and you have colluded with a large number of criminals who are disgruntled with the Republic to overthrow the Republic, and you will not hesitate to assassinate me, the Roman Consul!" ”

"Assassination? What a ridiculous slander. Catiline exclaimed.

Before Cicero could say anything, several screams suddenly rang out in the crowd, and several followers, perhaps from Catiline or Cicero, had their throats slit by someone who did not know, and the whole scene immediately became tense, and the personnel on both sides took out hidden short swords, daggers, bricks, and iron rods, cursed each other, and fought.

"Don't do it!" Catiline and Cicero shouted at the same time, but the whole scene was not at all out of their control.

The few men who watched the torches and lanterns thrown and waved indiscriminately on Capitor Hill and quietly retreated to the side soon disappeared into the darkness of the streets below, and in the tavern next to the sheepfold, they unfurled their cloaks and stood in front of an oriental-looking freedman, who threw a money bag after a money bag into their hands, "Well done, no one in the whole city of Rome has done it more professionally than you." ”

After the men took the money bag and retreated, the door of the tavern creaked open, and the graceful Printhia spun out, "Calabis, when did you become interested in the fight in the power sand field?" ”

"Oh, my beautiful Princia," said Calabis, who greeted her warmly, embraced her gently, and kissed the most famous courtesan in a tone that was both warm and polite, "I heard that now you are Syra. Mistress of Lianturus. ”

"It seems that this little lady of Domuwei has her heart on you now." Principia, who was not happy with Calabis's outspokenness, glanced at the somewhat uneasy proprietress Domu, leaned sideways on a seat, and raised a glass of wine, "That's right, I'm in a hot fight with Syra right now, and his stepson, Marco. Anthony was my guest of honor. Why, Calabis, are you now the procurator of the Senate, and you are beginning to check the atmosphere in Rome? ”

"No, I'm just reminding you." Calabis slowly held up a piece of amber, "Syra participated in the rebellion of Katilin, and all the people involved in the plot are above, and he is on top. With that, he pointed to the name of "Syra" on the amber tablet, as well as Syra's ring seal.

Principia felt a slight shock in her heart, and moved her body back, but she was still very calm, "What? What does this stuff mean? ”

"I've already given this to Crassus and Caesar." Calabis is also very calm.