"Master, I think that it is a slave who is now on Langis, and I am a free man, and I should be the last according to the rank." Calabis hurriedly explained, "Let him be humiliated by the slaves first." ”

At the entrance of the street, Claudia's slaves were ordered to hold down Langis, and in front of hundreds of onlookers, they took turns to flow into the knight's **, and the terrible screams spread throughout the entire Subra district. Calabis looked nervously at Claudia with a smug face next to him, for fear that after these slaves finished their performances, they would not be able to do the best of the dominatrix, and really had to burn the anointing themselves and go up to the sundial.

Fortunately, Claudia's wailing and the offer of 10,000 drachmas finally satisfied Claudia, and she told the slaves to tear Langis's clothes, throw him into a clay pit at the edge of the construction site, and departed like a triumphant general.

Calabis, who was opening the way in front of the sedan chair, finally fell to the ground with the stone in his heart, and then he saw a curly-haired girl in a snow-white wavy dress around the corner, holding on to the colonnade, looking at him in horror, probably frightened by the bloody fist he had just made, so Calabis smiled apologetically at her, the girl's expression was a little nervous, and then she turned around and disappeared into the alley.

"Calabis, you were smiling at the virgin of the Stove Temple?" Claudia slapped him on the back with an oxtail, "You alien fellow who doesn't know the height of the sky, no one told you to stay away from the virgin?" Especially the virgin just now, Zeno. ”

"Yes, the Lord of Shelter told me to stay away from them, and I will soon be going to work at the Temple of the Stove."

"It's a good errand, of course, it would be even better to be the administrator of the holy artifact warehouse in the future." Claudia said casually, which made Calabis wonder where the cow was in the storekeeper.

After punishing Longis, Claudia did not bother to go back to her husband's mansion, and she broke up Calabis, not knowing where to go for pleasure. Calabis also had a heart in his heart, pacing in his apartment, "It seems that my Prima fish farmer Jihua has been approved by Lucuras, but this is far from enough, Lucuras has money, according to Kelly's disclosure, the budget he invested in Plema this time will not be less than one hundred and fifty tarents, that is, nine hundred thousand drachmas, three million Cestris." That's right, I need money now, and it is unthinkable to have no money in the city of Rome, and I have spent three hundred drachmas just by practicing a fighting box, plus the rent of three hundred drachmas advanced to Delfero, and I have two or three hundred left on hand. Therefore, as long as I can get one percent of the current cost of 3.6 million yuan, Pulaima will be developed. However, I don't recognize any engineer in the city of Rome, even half of it, what to do, in a hurry. ”

At this time, it was when Calabis was thinking nonsense. In the bazaar, a man suddenly grabbed the corner of his coat, and when he looked back, it was actually Van Lun Lingna, the daughter of Hebrida, holding a pottery urn, and she whispered to Calabis, "There is a funeral for a veteran of the Legion, please attend it, after all, you have served in the Legion." ”

In the courtyard of the dilapidated apartment building of Van Lunjuna's house, a dozen to twenty people were gathered to attend the funeral of a veteran of a certain legion (Calabis didn't know the name of this guy), these people were all retired veterans living in the surrounding slums, and in the neighborhoods of Rome, there were organizations like "guilds", where washermen and washermen were mixed, merchants and merchants were mixed, beggars and beggars were mixed, and retired veterans were naturally mixed with retired veterans.

These fellow practitioners, together, are mainly to have a meal, and then if one of them dies, the rest of them will each come up with a little money to try to hold a slightly more decent funeral for the deceased.

Most of these people are in their forties, and it seems that most of them are not very well mixed up, and they are dressed in rags, and the bond between them is that they have all served in Sula's legion, and the seventh legion of Calabis is still a subordinate of Sulla in terms of inheritance, so Van Lunjuna brought him in as well. After entering the portal, Calabis listened to the heated discussion of what was being discussed, and was too embarrassed to interject, so she leaned in the corner, next to Van Lunjuna and her mother, and Hebrida's wife smiled knowingly and gratefully when she saw Calabis.

Later, I finally heard it clearly, this group of veterans mainly wanted to get together and engrave a stone tablet with an epitaph for the deceased, but after asking the price, it was too expensive, and they actually asked for eighty drachmas.

This dead veteran, with no land, no descendants, no wife, and no decent inheritance, really has no place to be buried?

The trouble made Calabis feel sour, and he thought to himself that he would have to take out ten owls soon, it would be too miserable. At this time, there was a knock on the door, and a bearded man walked in, and when Calabis saw it, his first impression was that he was really a good man! His eyes were resolute, his chest muscles were well-developed, his unkempt hair hung down in front of his forehead, his hands and feet were extremely large and strong, and his arms were tattooed with legions.

When the man came in, his eyes swept around, and the veterans also became agitated, and they shouted, "Milu, this is not the place for you to come!" ”

"I'm here to attend the funeral of one of my former subordinates." The man said.

"Milu, you must know that you were indeed a centurion of the Sulla Legion, but you later joined the Cyclops rebels in Spain, and we have long since parted ways." The group of veterans shouted.

"People are dead, who cares about this." Namilu said angrily.

Cyclops? Calabis remembered that when he was still in Asia Minor, when Luculas and Pompey were arguing, he mentioned a general nicknamed the One-Eyed Dragon, Setuuris, saying that he had defeated the general Pompey many times in Spain.

Knowing the difficulty of burying the deceased without a tombstone, Milou groaned and scratched his head, and said: "Although we became enemies with this fellow later, we both served in the regiment of Sulla in the Greek Battle of Piosia, and he saved my life - in this way, the tombstone and the epitaph will be engraved by my people, and everyone will pay a cost, forty drachmas!" Leave it all to me! ”

After listening to Milu's suggestion, the veterans didn't react, some were silent, some whispered, they all didn't believe Milu, after all, in the Spanish battlefield, he was a mortal enemy. It turned out that twenty years ago, when there was a civil war between Sulla and Marius, some of Sulla's old troops, including Milou, who was a left-behind non-commissioned officer at the time, defected to Marius and Chinna in the city of Rome, swore allegiance to these two, and then transferred to the general of Marius's faction, Setouris, and fought in Spain.

Since we were enemies, will this guy Milou take the opportunity of carving an epitaph to cheat us out of our money?