"The Wimpal family, I can't imagine that our esteemed majesty still has some research on those ancient family genealogies. Little Duke Bran Elfvan, who was lying in the hot tub, whispered, the warm bath water making him so dizzy that he could barely open his eyes.

The height of summer was over, but it was still too hot and humid for the nobles—mainly because of their overly cumbersome gowns, sumptuous and elaborate gowns, extravagant robes, lavish robes, shawls, or capes, rings set with diamonds on the fingers, jewels on the brim of the hats, and strings of jewels on necklaces...... These are the signs that distinguish them from the lowly civilians, and it would be unthinkable to wear short-sleeved shorts like those guys in the fields and mines.

As a result, these gentlemen and ladies were so hot and dry that they had to take a shower to cool themselves down every time they returned from a banquet or from a competitive game. And the public baths of Caesarea soon gained the favor of these people.

After the completion of the Caesarea Aqueduct, the main water supply for the city, in addition to the well water, was the clear water from Lake Valen. Most of the public baths in Caesarea were supplied with bathing water - it is true that most of the public baths were welfare baths run by the Chamber of Commerce, and they were not very cheap, but the baths funded by the Senate were naturally much higher, not only were the entire baths covered with smooth marble walls, but the baths and columns of different shapes were also elegant like exquisite works of art, and the baths were also provided by special servants, and special masters were responsible for massage, scrubbing and descaling, and so on.

If you are too tired after taking a bath, there is a special building and restaurant on the second floor. The very suitable service conditions make the rooms here full almost every day, and many foreign nobles simply regard this place as their temporary residence, and even plan to wait until they return, they must build a special bathroom in their castle to enjoy it.

The bathing culture of the Romans was so developed that even saunas, soaps, and even how to control the temperature of the pool water and the boiler system were invented in their hands - in Rome. Bathing is not just about bathing, exercising. Staying healthy and even socializing was seen as part of bathing, and Rome, which claims to "spend half the day in the pool", loved it and was classless – and it was evident that it was spreading throughout the empire.

In contrast, Theodore's baths in his castle were much smaller, but more elaborate - cold baths, hot baths, and even steam rooms, although they were not dark inside, and the beautiful mosaics and silver candlesticks made the whole bath look more like a small white palace.

Probably because the water in the entire bath was a little warmer, Branna's overly pale skin had turned pink. There was a faint flush on his face, and he leaned against the edge of the bath with his neck tilted back and sleepy-eyed, letting his wet black hair hang down on his face, and his whole body seemed to be relaxed and even his words revealed the charm of moaning.

"It's just...... Very curious, think about it like a mythical story, vampires, werewolves hehehahaha......" Theodore was soaked in the bath, only his head was still floating on the water: "So, do my Duke Elfwan know what to say?"

"No more than you know......" Bran glanced at him. Returning the topic to the emperor's majesty, who wanted to dig something out of his mouth: "Only a little ...... Not every descendant of the Vimpal family possesses the ability to control werewolves, which is obviously a peculiar talent, only those ...... Only special people can master it. ”

"Where did you know that?" asked Theodore, seemingly curious, with a sincere smile on his face—as to whether it was known only to him, "in the book?"

"For an illegitimate child. One of his few privileges was to have access to the family's literature—so that they could be in awe and show the most genuine loyalty to the 'great family' they served. Despite this, there was no hint of respect on Bran's face. Instead, it was full of sarcasm: "If every Vimpal can command the werewolves to fight for them, then His Majesty the Human Emperor will not just expel them, he will definitely mobilize the knights." Wipe this family out of the Anthropocene realm once and for all. ”

"The descendants of the Shimmerpal family claim to be able to command werewolves because they have the blood of a wizard in their veins...... This should be true, because the Elvwan family documents record that most of the descendants of the Wimpal family are weak and congenital...... So very few people make it to the north alive. Bran whispered, as if it was too stuffy, and crawled out of the bath with his arms propped up, his thin and fair body almost completely naked, with only a white towel around his lower body. Walked over to the table and poured himself a glass of wine.

"Listening to your tone, it doesn't seem to be more than that. Theodore said with a smile as he beckoned to Bran—he was a little thirsty after soaking for so long.

Bran pursed his lips and reluctantly walked over to Theodore with the flask and glass and sat down, his calves soaking in the bath, shaking a little childishly. He craned his neck and drank a full glass, and let out a soft groan from his throat with great enjoyment, and then spoke.

"Even though they say so, I still find some problems in the details of the literature - I should say that the previous generations of the Elfwan family also found some minor problems. Bran lowered his head and said in a calm voice: "Even in Aragon's time, wizards were extremely rare, and the abilities that only some wizards' bloodlines could use were actually very small - I heard that the Lagrange family in the Noldor elves can communicate with animals, I'm afraid the so-called 'wizard blood' is like this at most." ”

"They seem to be deliberate...... He also transformed his body into a werewolf...... It should be said that it is the more perfect kind, more intelligent than like those beasts. But such a werewolf must have died a long time ago, and the Human Emperor would not let such a guy live too much. Bran turned his face to look at Theodore, even though his face was almost covered by hair, he could still see the pair of sapphire-like eyes, and the slightly upturned corners of his mouth, as if he had found an interesting toy: "And such a werewolf has the ability to command wolves like a wolf...... This is the real reliance of the Wimpal family, who once dared to turn their backs on the entire Holy Alliance!"

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"Ustan Constantine, Tribune of the 1st Sword of Glory Legion, salutes you, Lord Aaron Brenus. And with all my sincere greetings from His Majesty Theodore!"

Outside the earthen walls of the Ryan tribe, Ustan stood in front of the fence gate with a dozen Roman instructors leading their horses and gave a Roman military salute to Aaron. Only Igo was still riding the pony beneath her, looking to the sides with great interest—it was her first time riding.

"I know you, I saw you the first time Theodore and I fought side by side in Severcro!" Aaron looked so excited that he almost ran up to Ustan and gave him a bear hug, and the embarrassed-looking tribune had to pat the duke on the back before he barely "escaped".

"We've been ordered to serve as instructors for the Ryan tribe, may I ask, where is Governor Gado?" Ustan finally broke free from the other side, and looked up to welcome the knights of Mistermai - all wearing Black Eagle flags or Black Eagle robes, as if sensing something.

"He's gone to gather the nearby tribes, and Grand Chief Ryan's domain is more than just a camp - you've stepped into their territory as soon as you land. Aaron replied casually with a smile, not noticing Ulstan's slightly frowning expression. In the eyes of the Roman soldier, this was already Roman territory, not "anyone's" home.

However, he was more or less aware of the situation, and his uncle, Commander Konstantin, told him something and did not say anything more. Moreover, his own affairs were enough for him to have a headache - while he was talking to the duke, Igo was still on his horse and did not get down, and Ustan had already hinted at her many times, and the cunning female rangers all pretended not to see it.

"You have come at a good time, we are short of a good player like you, especially with such a good Noldor Elven Hunter. Aaron smiled and glanced at the elf Igo Bezaro who was still on her horse, "There are more important things that need you than training soldiers. ”

"Gado is gathering the army of the Ryan tribe - a tribe that was preparing to ally with us was slaughtered. Speaking of this, Aaron's face couldn't help but darken: "Whether it is the impact of prestige or revenge, we must make a move." ”

"Forgive me, but if you want to send out an army, shouldn't you first find out where the enemy is?" Ustan frowned slightly, he felt that this matter was probably remembered by the Duke in front of him, who was about the same age as himself, and instinctively didn't want to do anything other than planning: "Do you want to send troops now?"

"Our task is to find out what is going on with the enemy – no matter how many or where they are, we will not tolerate such provocations. Aaron raised his eyebrows: "I believe that Roman soldiers are the most obedient to orders, right?"

"Of course!" replied Ulstein without hesitation.

"I'm the highest commander in the entire Far North Icefield right now, so everything is up to me!" Aaron smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be too restrained, it's just a hunt!"

(Uncle came yesterday.,I had to go out of the door.,This morning I got up to code words.,This one is quite satisfied.,I hope you like it~) (To be continued......)