Chapter 7: The Kiss of the Divide (I)

The war is protracted and has no end.

- Homer's Epic

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Before Calabis could defend anything, his head was pressed against the rotten field by the cattle pen with a roar from Hybrida, "Soon, my sword is fast—alas, what about my sword?" Arminius and Fasano, give me your two swords! ”

Arminius and Fasano knew that he had drunk too much wine, so they stood still, watching Hybrida press Calabis struggling in the mud.

High-bridder had no choice but to shout frantically, "Potty, Potty, take my brother's sword from the tent, and my brother may consider being polite to you in bed, so that you can serve your brother in a piece of underwear." ”

Before Potty could react, a petite figure rushed into the tent in advance, it was Adiana, and she quickly walked out of the tent, holding Hybridha's short sword in her hand, and trembling with fear.

"Chick, what are you going to do?" Highbrida had red drunken eyes, then grabbed Calabis by the hair and slammed it against the fence a few times, and Calabis collapsed to the ground with a bloody face - Adiana screamed, and added another hand, both hands holding the hilt of the dagger, but still welded in place, trembling, not daring to rush forward, "Despicable, this princess has had enough of you, quick, quick"

By this time, Adiana had discovered that Hybrida, Fasano, and Arminius had surrounded herself in a half-circle—no Roman legion would bear a slave girl drawing a sword against her.

Arminius sighed slightly, quickly untied his short sword with one hand, and quickly threw it to Hebrida, "Your little slave girl, you can solve it, it's better to be sharp, she reminds me of my granddaughter." ”

With a fierce glint in her eyes, Hybrida drew her short sword and approached quickly, "I promise, you, you're done, I promise." ”

There were more and more slaves watching, but they were all silent, and Adiana was so anxious that she cried out, and she looked at Calabis on the ground, who was tilting his head, but his eyes were admonishing herself—"Put your sword down." ”

"Do you want to lose a chance like the Amisus loot?" On the other hand, Poti shouted in time, "Even if you kill Calabis and Calabia, it will definitely cause a riot, and I don't think Utyrus will let go of this opportunity." ”

"I think this is right." Fasano added, grabbing Haybrida and whispering a few words quickly.

Seeing that the atmosphere had eased somewhat, Porti took the opportunity to walk up to the three of them and said in a humble and provocative language: "What you need before the big battle is to relax, you are too nervous, I can make your muscles completely soothe and soothe." ”

Eventually, Haybrida slowly lowered her sword, "Tie these two Calabi together in the barn until tomorrow noon, when they march on the road, and then they will be freed." ”

In the middle of the night, in the camp, Hebrida and the others took turns to shout wildly, like drums and gongs on the battlefield, and sent them into the ears of Adiana, who was chained to a stake, and the princess felt that her ears had been greatly insulted, but she could not cover them, so she turned her eyes to look at Calabis who was hanging his head, his blood had been mixed with his hair, forming a terrible blood scab, and exuding a trace of fishy heat.

"Weishenme, weishenme, as the princess of Pontus, I want to see with my own eyes and hear with my own ears these degrading sights and voices. I can't take it anymore and I'm going to get out of this place as soon as possible. Everything that is to come, an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, must be given back tenfold! ”

After listening to Adina's complaints, Calabis spat bloody saliva on the ground, and slowly raised his head, his eyes were horribly swollen, "You think it's insulting?" Don't you know that Poti is saving us? ”

"Save? She's just a prostitute, and I was ready to kill her in the palace before, a lowly and filthy whore! ”

"Shut up!" Calabis roared.

"Am I not right? Slaves are inherently dirty, they cannot engage in any noble business, but can only do the most menial work, such as craftsmen, waiters, slaves, etc. The needs of the master are the value of their existence, and if the master no longer needs them, then the slave himself will perish - nobility is virtue, and lowliness is evil. Adiana crackled and made Calabis speechless, and at last "Calabis" laughed and said, "Don't you have a dry mouth, then, the noble Calabia, the princess who is chained to the barn?" ”

Both of them fell silent, Adiana was indeed thirsty, but where to go at this time? Thinking about her resentment and hope came up together: "It is impossible to expect the slave to change his fate, Calabis, you can only count on me, I will tell you today, the so-called task is that you remember that in the Calabi Palace, Hybrida once took away my mother's little crown, and you have to find a way to find it, because I can be sure that Hybrida did not turn it in, but hid it somewhere." As long as I wear this tiara, no one will dare to deny that I am the royal daughter of Pontus. As soon as I am restored, you, Calabis, will ascend to heaven. ”

"I'm thirsty!" The wounded Calabis didn't bother to listen to her ramblings, and shouted with all his might.

At this moment, a sneaky shadow appeared outside the circle, and then quickly threw a clay pot filled with water inside, and ran away, looking like "I can only help you get here", which is the Jew Demetrius. The pot spilled a lot, but it rolled at the feet of Calabis - Kalabis laughed, and with all his might, he caught the pot between his feet and moved it to his mouth, while struggling with his neck, like a crow, burying his mouth between his legs, and grunting.

Adiana was tied to Calabis, and the two "Calabys" shared a stake, but they couldn't reach the jar, and she was annoyed to hear Calabis drink freely, "Amphora clay jar, hillbilly, as a slave but forget the troubles of his master." ”

"Then I'll kick the jar in front of you."

"Wait." Adiana stretched out her legs sideways, and even in the darkness of the night, her outstretched and white calves were still as conspicuous as the crescent moon, and it was very difficult to stretch her legs in reverse, rubbing them around, and after some effort, she was deflated, and said, "If you can't reach it, don't kick around, save yourself the water - so, you, you take a sip of water, and then turn your face sideways, come-feed me."

When the words "feed me" were spoken, Adiana's voice was barely audible. However, Calabis really didn't hear it, he also had a slight concussion, and asked back in a loud voice: "Hey who!?" ”

"Feed me!" Adiana said in a disgruntled tone.

"Doesn't that mean kissing?" Calabis shouted.

"Damn, who allowed you to use this word, how can you use this kind of word between me and you?"

"So what to say."

"Count, even if it is an extraordinary measure taken by a lowly slave as a last resort and with the permission of a noble woman, which, though unspeakable in the daylight, dilutes the original evil by the value of saving the noble life—in short, I can be forgiving of your very act."

Calabis was a little amused, he used to be a standard magician in college before the crossing, but he didn't expect to become a slave after the crossing, and he was still very happy, first with Potty's sexy hands, and now with Adiana's fragrant lips.

"In that case, let's try it first and see if we can touch our lips together to save us from wasting precious water."

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