In an instant, Wang Weiyi understood everything.

Gnaeus and Sentumaros are cousins, and they are also from noble backgrounds, and they look down on Caesar from a commoner background.

But what gave them a headache was that if they wanted to make a difference in the newly formed province of Germania, they absolutely couldn't do without Caesar's help.

Caesar's every move will have a big impact on them.

This may be the opportunity that Wang Weiyi has been looking for.

Gnaeus inquired about Gaul and Germania before saying, "Thank you very much for this information you have given me, and I wish you a pleasant stay in Rome." ”

"Thank you, Lord Mayor."

Seeing Gnaeus away, Richthofen sighed softly: "Ernst, what are you thinking there?" ”

"Same as you think." Wang Weiyi said with a smile......

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The Romans believed that the higher they lived, the closer they were to God. The closer you are to God, the easier it is to be protected by God. Therefore, on the Palatine Hill, the highest in the city of Rome, there are luxurious residences of Roman nobles.

If these scattered mansions are as beautiful as gems, then one on the southern slope can be described as brilliant diamonds. It is more appropriate to call it a palace than a mansion, and its vestibule is so tall that it houses a statue of Alexander the Great twice as tall as a life. The area of the palace is so large that only three rows of colonnades are a quarter of a lorry long. There is also a pond like a lake, and in the baths. The sea and yellow-green water flow endlessly. The palace is built entirely of marble and decorated with precious stones, pearl shells. In particular, the three-camide restaurant, where the banquet is held, is famous throughout Rome for its luxurious structure and furnishings.

The dining room is fitted with a rotating ivory ceiling. to sprinkle flowers, with pores to sprinkle perfume from above. The main hall is circular in shape, like the sky, and rotates day and night.

Six Tifri marble columns divide a wide rectangular hall into two parts. The pillars are entwined with ivy and wild roses, which are always filled with the aroma of wine and the smell of food. It emits a burst of fragrance that can only be found in the field. Along the walls, which are similarly hung and adorned with fragrant garlands, stand delicate statues that glow with nude beauty. The floors are inlaid with precious wood. There are artists depicting the goddess of the forest, the half-man, half-sheep faun and the elves dancing together; The artist uses his fantasies to make the goddesses unabashedly appear in their most seductive poses.

Inside the hall, behind the six marble columns, there is a round table made of the rarest and most precious red marble. Around the table are three long couches with tall and large bronze legs. The couch was covered with precious purple felt, and several soft cushions were placed on the felt. Hanging from the ceiling is an intricately carved candlestick made of gold and silver. It illuminates the hall with brilliant candlelight. At the same time, it emits bursts of intoxicating aromas.

Next to the walls are three finely carved bronze cupboards. It is full of garlands and leaf patterns. In these cupboards are sterling silver tableware of various shapes and sizes. Next to the food cupboard are several bronze benches covered with purple felt and twelve bronze statues of black Ethiopians. Each statue adorned with precious collars and precious stones is supported by a sterling silver candelabra, which illuminates the already bright hall even more brilliantly.

The owner of this palace, known as "the most elegant of the Romans" - Publius. Quinc Tilius. Sevious was reclining on a couch with his elbows leaning on a fluffy purple cushion, leisurely watching the guests he had invited.

Sevios resembles the legendary beautiful boy Nacissus sculpted by artists, with elegant lines on his face, Greek forehead and nose, and fair skin like a woman. Her black curls covered her glossy forehead and her two long, well-proportioned eyebrows. It makes a pair of blue and blackened eyes look deep and gentle. The long eyelashes added a kind of enthusiasm to his gaze, which made countless Roman beauties feel distracted. The short chin is extremely noble, and the angle of the upward tilt is very natural. The pearly white teeth are neatly arranged, setting off the pink lips, and the smile is like a desolate angel. The lazy charm in his eyes taught people to believe that his thoughts were profound, and added strength to every word he spoke.

Even more famous than Sevious's beauty was his prowess in battle, he had traveled to the province of Syria as consul and won many battles, but just as he was preparing for the final battle, he was inexplicably removed from his post.

However, after his return to Rome, Pompey generously bestowed upon him a great fortune, including the mansion of the famous nobleman Caterin, and one vaguely guessed why: the only reason for his dismissal was Caesar's jealousy of his military exploits.

Guests wore gowns made of very thin white linen and wore crowns of ivy, laurel or rosacea flowers on their heads. Tonight's guests were famous literati and powerful aristocrats in Rome.

Like most Roman aristocrats, Sevio was fascinated by a love of the arts, especially philosophical questions and debates. The literati and artists of Rome knew that if they needed help, the doors of Sevious' mansion would be open to them even in the middle of the night.

Now the guests are discussing Ovid's new book, The Sorrows: "A hostile wilderness, where the cold snow does not seem to melt from the beginning of the year to the end of the year. When winter comes, the cold freezes all the wine in the jars, and completely seals the wide Danube, thus opening the door for the barbarian tribes who come to burn and loot......"

Krasicius recited the verses from the Book of Sorrows in a mournful tone, "This is what Ovid wrote from Ovid, who 'never pays attention to his own ends'!" It seems that he will no longer sing beautiful love poems with joy. ”

"If you can fill your glass with good wine every day, and your home is always full of sincere friends. What else can I ask of the living gods? Listening to the conversation of his guests, Sevius gazed at the glass in his hand from Alexandria, in which the Campenian wine was particularly fascinating in this precious vessel.

His words elicited a wave of praise from the guests.

"Speaking of fine wine. Generous Sevieus, you don't want to fill us with wine, do you? When do we have a banquet? I can already smell the enticing scent coming from the kitchen. The poet Milethus twitched his cheeks exaggeratedly, causing a burst of laughter.

"I've got one guest missing, and I think he's almost there." Sevious said as he took a slow sip of wine.

The guests noticed that the main seat on the couch in the center of the hall, known as the Seat of Honor, was still empty on the right side of the dining room's door.

"I wish this man was me! Otherwise, I'm going to worry about whether there's a place left? With a soft voice, Pompey, dressed in a purple-trimmed toga that was neither wide nor narrow, appeared at the door of the restaurant.

"The One Archon!" The guests stood up in amazement.

"Ah, the only consul of honor. Don't worry, it's you who I'm waiting for, and it's I who have reserved the most prestigious seat for you. ”

Pompey glanced at Sevios. He did not speak, but allowed the slaves of Sevios to anoint him, put on his robes, and put on a wreath of flowers. Then he sat down on the couch under the guidance of Sevious......

The slaves, dressed in light blue shorts, were the first to bring trays of oysters with pickled olives. This oyster is both fat and tender. It is like a piece of tender meat that is intentionally put into the shell of a mussel, and it melts in the mouth as soon as it arrives, like a slightly salty sugar cube.

Then the large silver platter was served with a huge blue eel that had only been produced in the lake of Fusalo, and gradually after the mellow wine flowed through the throat drop by drop, the people at the table began to heat up all over their bodies, and their expressions were a little trance-like, as if they were immersed in an intoxicated and ethereal dream.

"Praise be to the gods of heaven and bless the great one consul. Thanks to the generous Sevious, what a blessing it is to be a Roman! Balmun, who was also a poet, motioned for the slave to fill his glass. Then he raised his glass and said.

"But dear Sevious, how come I don't see the pipers, harpists, and beautiful dancers who usually sit in the corners?" Pompey smiled and said, "Don't let my guests down because of my arrival. ”

"Because I'm preparing a show worthy of the sole consul!" Sevios replied with the same smile: "What we will enjoy tonight is not good music and beautiful dancing. ”

Sevious' magnetic voice had not yet completely faded into the air, and two gladiators wearing bronze helmets and silver armor with bright masks on their heads walked into the dining room, and a blood-boiling fight began.

Both gladiators relied on shields made of birch to protect themselves, one armed with a dazzling double-edged battle axe, and the other armed with a sharp Roman dagger. The two gladiators did not rush to attack their opponents immediately, they both tried to test each other's strength with dexterous footwork, judging from their agility, there was no doubt that the two gladiators were outstanding masters, and after a few minutes, the two gladiators suddenly stopped moving, and their bodies seemed to lose control, trembling slightly, and then the two gladiators seemed to have a good heart, and took off their helmets almost at the same time......

Under the helmet are the delicate faces of two blondes who are dazzlingly beautiful!

"Tyria!" "Sevia!" Two beautiful female gladiators cried out in despair.

"It seems that you have recognized each other," said Sevious, who smiled as desolate as an angel, in a soft voice with a hint of inexplicable trill, "Then please two sisters give us a wonderful gladiatorial battle for the great One Archon!" ”

A poignant and eerie picture unfolds in this sumptuous dining room: hideous bronze masks are scattered on the ornate floor, two graceful beauties are covered in shining armor, but their eyes look helplessly in all directions, as if they are looking for something in the air, and their delicate faces are distorted by great pain......

"Since the goddess of fate has arranged it like this, Savia, come on!" Sister Achelia gripped the hilt of her dagger tightly, exerting too much force to make her arm tremble spasmally.

The tomahawk in Savia's hand hung limply, and it seemed that she was about to collapse, and finally, she threw down her weapon and fell to her knees on the floor crying.

"If you can't fight, let me kill you. Otherwise, I will give you the power to continue to live, and you will die in the next gladiatorial battle, and the stronger one among us will get out of here alive. Maybe in the future she will have the opportunity to be free and return to our beautiful hometown. You haven't forgotten our dreams, have you? Tyrlia looked at her sister lovingly, and two lines of tears silently slipped down her jade face to her pale lips, shining in the bright candlelight of the dining room.

Sevia looked up in a trembling voice, her big eyes so big that her long eyelashes seemed to be soaked in water. A trace of blood oozed from the clenched lower lip. Suddenly, she grabbed her weapon and lunged at Tyria frantically. Tyria hid her dagger behind her shield. Dodging Sevia's attacks......

The world realm no longer existed in Savia's eyes, and the pain and fear made her nerves that were about to go crazy with only one thought, to shatter everything in front of her! She leaped like a leopard, her tomahawk whistling at Tyria. Beautiful blonde hair fluttering in the air. Suddenly, her shield slammed out, and Tyria hesitated, as if considering whether she should continue to dodge or block, and in this short moment, Savia's shield had already hit her shield, and the battle axe that had been slashing at Tyria's head suddenly changed its trajectory and drilled into the gap that had just appeared. Slashed at her shoulder at breakneck speed.

Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed. Tyria's sword struck, like a snake with a long tongue, slashing at Sevia's throat from an uncanny angle. With a thud, Savia's shield landed on the floor, and in the last moment, she dodged the deadly sword with almost impossible agility, and a few strands of blonde hair slowly fell from her cheeks......

Soon, the cafeteria was filled with the sound of Sevia's rapid breathing, and she was clearly at a disadvantage without the protection of her shield, and Tillia occasionally swung her shield into a shield shadow, trying to entangle Sevia's tomahawk so that her tomahawk could not work, while her short sword waited for a lightning bolt to stab Sevia's body; From time to time, it swirled like a phantom and rushed towards Sevia, and no one could guess where the terrible blade would emerge. Sweat trickled down Sevia's face, and without her heavy shield, she could barely outpace her sister, and it was becoming increasingly difficult for her to dodge Tyria's weapons......

Suddenly, Sevia stumbled, and it turned out that she had accidentally tripped over the shield on the floor, and Tyrlia did not miss the opportunity given to her by the goddess of luck, and swung her sword with a swift movement that she had never seen before.

At this moment, the unexpected happened, and Sevia's tomahawk came out of her hand and flew fiercely towards Tyria, hitting her right shoulder with precision. Tyria fell to her right shoulder in pain, and Savia, seeing that she had succeeded in her plan, quickly picked up the dagger that had fallen at her feet, and stabbed her sister with tears in her eyes but without hesitation.

Suddenly, Savia's hand holding the sword was gripped tightly by a firm arm, and she saw a young and handsome face behind her.

"Poor slave, can't you see that your sister deliberately lost to you?" Sevios said sarcastically to Severia, and the poor sister looked at her sister who had fallen to the ground, and she saw Tirria's eyes full of tears, and there were so many complex human emotions in them! There is pain, there is comfort, there is love......

The succession of great stimuli finally made Celea unable to hold on, and she fell back groggily, and Sevious held her: "Poor Celeria, you are frightened tonight, but I think Tyrlia has turned you into a worthy warrior. ”

It took a moment for Savia to understand what had happened, and she ran to Tirria, who had just struggled to get up with the help of two slaves, and hugged her sister and cried. Sevios came over: "Beautiful Savia, now accompany your sister to bandage her wounds, and then change into the clothes you like"

"So, is the brave and resolute sister willing to come and enjoy this delicious meal with an old man?" Pompey said with a smile. Except for him and Sevios, no one else has yet recovered from the shock.

"Look, life is so precious, and yet so fragile!" Sevios looked at the two sisters and said nonchalantly. Then he paused, "Ah, our main course is up......"

The slaves brought tender but not greasy lamb chops, and under the lamb chops was thickly laid a thin layer of asparagus tips. The guests did not savor the delicious lamb and the tips of the bamboo shoots that were as smooth as fat in their mouths, but blindly put them in their mouths, their minds still resting on what had just happened, until Tyria and Savia, dressed in very thin white silk sleeveless robes and wearing light blue ribbons around their waists, came to the banquet and let the playful teasing and clinking glasses sound again. After taking off their shining armor, their slender figures are revealed in the eyes of all, and the joy of being free makes their beautiful eyes look particularly moving...... With a variety of delicacies and plenty of fruit and desserts, the night in Rome passes by in a pleasant atmosphere.

At this time, no one would have noticed that in a corner of the banquet hall, there were two people who were watching all this happen.

Their eyes were calm, as if they didn't pay attention to anything that was happening. (To be continued......)