Jumping from building to building, carefully avoiding every dark whistle, the distance between Qi Wuce and the Pantheon was getting closer and closer.

As for the men sent by Abius, who had already been thrown away without a trace, no one in their right mind could have guessed that the destination of a fugitive was the Pantheon, which was second only to the imperial palace in the entire Roman garrison.

"Waste!! It's all rubbish, a squad of heavily armed elite soldiers, dozens of people! I can't even look at a slave who hasn't eaten for days!! ”

In the luxurious mansion, the angry Abius slapped the herald to the ground on the side, but the herald lying on the ground did not dare to move more.

There are few people in the whole of Rome who can offend Abius, not only because Abius is a Roman general, but also because Abius has the surname Cornelius.

When the Roman founder of Rome, Lamolos, first founded the city of Rome, according to legend, three hundred clans followed him. Its pattern is 100 Latin clans plus 100 Sabine clans plus 100 Irutrian clans.

The most prominent of these are the six, known as the six great clans in the history of the Republic, namely Cornelius, Claudius, Fabius, Aemilius, Manlius, and Valerius

In terms of Roman social status, Cornelius's status is second only to the current ruling Claudius, based on the fact that Rome has a senate system, if Cornelius and the other four families are twisted together, even if the current ruler of Rome is replaced.

As a Roman general, Abhius had already achieved a high position among the clan of Cornelius, and nearly 30% of the consuls in Rome today came from this clan, in short, it was a powerful force that could shake the imperial power.

With such a huge backing as Cornelius behind him, Abius has developed a habit of flying and domineering since he was a child. This phenomenon was widespread among the Roman aristocracy.

"Marcus."

The captain of the soldier who was named trembled subconsciously, he didn't dare to think about superfluous things, and hurriedly put on a serious appearance.

"Give you a day, that slave must be caught, or you know the consequences." Abius said with a grim face.

"Genus...... Subordinates understand. ”

The power of the superior in Abius made Marcus almost breathless.

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After receiving the order, several squad leaders respectfully left the room, and the herald lying on the ground did not dare to breathe, and a soldier who followed the departure quietly crawled out of the room.

"Humph!"

Unfazed, Abius slapped his desk again, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger at the thought of his plan to usurp the throne being ruined by the damned slave.

What kind of bird the current emperor Claudius I is obvious to all in Rome, his body has been unsound since he was a child, and now he looks sick all day long, and all Romans know that it will not be two or three years at most The emperor of Rome will be replaced.

Agrippina the Younger was ambitious, and the heirs born to Claudius I and the former Empress Mesalena were either sent to the frontier or died unexpectedly, and now only Nero's adopted daughter can inherit the throne.

What can a woman do, it is just a lucky person who relies on the legacy of her ancestors, if he is allowed to inherit this throne, Rome can be several times stronger than it is now. Abhius thought angrily.

"Anyway, it's still a long time, and the position of Roman Emperor must belong to me Abyus."

After a while, Abius changed into a purple toga and left his mansion with a group of men, and today was the day he worshipped the gods.

Jumping from the roof and landing in the dark alley, Qi Wuce pinched the few dinars left in his hand into silver threads and easily pried the shackles on his feet open.

Stepping back from the tattered slave sackcloth, Qi Wuce changed into the toga robe that had been brought by him as he jumped in the room.

The Pantheon is not a place where anyone can enter and exit at will, and as a high-ranking place in Rome, Romans who do not have a certain status are not qualified to enter it.

Qi Wuce naturally belongs to the group of people who have no status in Rome, but when he goes out, if he doesn't check his identity carefully, who can know who has no status in Rome?

In the final analysis, it is not a sentence "people rely on clothes".

The toga robe is the best proof of identity for the Romans, and only Roman citizens can wear the toga.

Because he didn't have identification, Qi Wuce didn't dare to hold it up, and the toga that came by the way was just the most ordinary Vereris, that is, an ordinary toga without any decoration was worn by ordinary Roman male citizens.

This toga is generally a plain white woollen fabric, slightly shorter than other types of toga, and is also the formal clothing of the general Roman citizen.

The problem of clothing is solved, as for the appearance of the problem, it is not a problem, although Qi Wuce is an Oriental face, but it is not difficult to become a Western face a little easily.

As for the social status required to enter the Pantheon......

Qi Wuce looked at the box at the entrance of the temple, and several golden Ole popped out of his hand and sandwiched between his fingers.

Having money not only makes the devil grind, but also makes the gods open their arms for you.

- BY Qi is helpless

Qi Wuce, who had been transformed, walked into the wide square in front of the Pantheon, bypassing the pool dedicated to the gods to the door of the Pantheon.

The Pantheon, which is tens of meters high, the wide temple square, and the scene of the temple climbed by the white-clothed assassins defeating the soldiers appeared in front of Qi Wuce's eyes.

The front of the palace gate was stunned for a moment, and Qi Wuce laughed at himself. Just kidding, the guy named Ezio from the Auditore family hasn't been born yet, and besides, this is the Moon World.

Among the passers-by who all came to worship with a sincere face, the priest guarding the temple door noticed Qi Wuce's anomaly.

"O worshipper, do you have many doubts in your pious heart?"

The priestess's voice sounded, and Qi Wuce realized that his behavior was inappropriate, and hurriedly replied with a smile and a pious look: "God will guide me in my confusion." ”

already has the skills of a divine stick, and the piety shown between Qi Wuce's words at this moment made the priest sigh too.

After the jaw gesture, Qi Wuce's steps continued to walk towards the gate of the temple, and came to the front of the bona box, where Qi Wuce was about to throw the gold in his hand into it.

But at this moment, a familiar figure appeared in front of Qi Wuce's eyes—it was Abius, who had left the mansion and came to worship the gods.