"As the ruler of Rome, Iodore Julian welcomes you all and wishes you a pleasant and unforgettable winter. ”

In the golden hall of Caesarea Castle, Theodore stood in front of the main seat, raised the wine glass in his hand, stretched out his right hand to everyone, and said with a smile: "We will entertain the friends of Rome with the highest standard!"

"May the gods bless!" said Theodore, who drank the wine from his glass and sat down with a smile.

"May the Radiant Cross shine on you forever!"

"Good luck with you!

"I wish you eternal health!"

The gentlemen sitting on both sides couldn't wait to say their congratulations, raised their glasses, and clinked glasses to each other and drank happily.

Obviously, the wine used for the banquet cannot be of low quality, in fact, it is already the most haode stock at present. All of them were freshly brewed sake (the closed jishu of the Middle Ages was not enough, and if the fermentation time was too long, the sake turned into vinegar, so it was popular to drink new sake at that time), but in the eyes of these adults, these sake were obviously not as attractive as the food.

Almost as soon as they finished clinking glasses, their attention was drawn to the lamb chops and sturgeon in front of the table.

And as the most honored guests, Salald and Ya Ethics sat on either side of Theodore.

"So, that's what you want us to see?" Salald leaned forward slightly, smiling at Theodore, "Your unquestionable authority in this region?"

"It's Rome. Theodore corrected him solemnly: "It is the Liliang of Rome, and I did not use the army, but made their choice with generosity and mercy." ”

"Ha!" As if hearing something funny, Salald leaned back, pointed at Theodore and said to Aaron, "Look, what a merciful and generous lord!"

"Then, my generous and merciful Lord Julian. Aaron couldn't help but smile and lowered his head slightly: "What is the purpose of your such hospitality?"

"It's still called Theodore, my dear Aaron, Aaron Brennus. Theodore feigned impatience and waved his hand: "This is just a feast for friends, to celebrate this rare winter!"

"Really?" said Salald, glancing at Theodore.

"Well, you guys with dark and complicated hearts! As your friend, I must clear my innocence. Theodore was still neatly dressed and upright: "Again, it was just a feast of friends, to celebrate our friendship, and of course to invite other guests for the sake of ...... Well, strengthen the understanding between the two of us, that's it!"

"If you say that, then I'll have to take it seriously. Aaron picked up his glass and nodded, smiling: "Also to celebrate our friendship, and this friendship will continue, this is what my father wants me to convey!"

"So is Ultok!" Salad gulped his glass of wine: "Yuan, our friendship will last forever!"

“xiexie。 Theodore solemnly touched his glass lightly with the two of them, and slowly poured the wine into his mouth.

As the two most powerful Grand Dukes of the Old Empire at the moment, their opinions were clearly of paramount importance in the North - especially for the minor lords, and they could even be said to be the representatives of the Old Empire.

If these two old men disapprove of Rome's acceptance of the surrounding territories, or even support their independence. Although Theodore could have captured them all, the losses would not be small, and he would also suffer from the hostility of two huge shili at the same time, and Rome would inevitably struggle in the future.

"Well, to celebrate our friendship. Theodore suddenly looked at them with a very mysterious look: "You guys, have you ever seen a horse race?"

"Are you going to race against Salion?" said Salald as he looked at him with a smile, expertly picking up the suckling pigeons on his plate.

"Of course!" Diodore smiled: "Athletics have always been the favorite of the Romans!"

"Whoever wins, gets a complete set of ring armor. Theodore suggested.

"A Salion mare in the prime of life. Salald said, pinching his chin.

"There's also a knight's sword from the High Metro, and a shield of the most haode oak skin. Aaron picked it up with a smile.

The three of them smirked evilly and bumped their fists into each other.

"Then it's decided!"

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"Don't crowd!Everybody can get a ticket!I mean everybody!Stand in line!Stand in line, just like you did when you were paid!" The caretaker outside the arena was sweating profusely directing the noisy crowd and telling them to line up: "Mars, the god of war, is on top, it's really lively!"

The gate outside the arena was almost full of people, especially the Romans, who, when they learned that there was going to be a big tournament today, almost immediately left their work and ran outside the gate to wait, even the boss. No Roman could resist the temptation of a competition!

The new residents and merchants were attracted by the crowd and came here with curiosity and excitement, forming a long line outside the large arena and waiting for the door to open.

At this time, a brightly dressed fat man walked out of the door, and after signaling everyone to be quiet, he coughed twice, gently unfolded the scroll in his hand, and raised his neck.

"By the will of the great Caesar, an unprecedented contest will be held today, which all the inhabitants of Caesarea may come to watch, and this is the virtue that Caesar the Mercy has bestowed upon all the Romans!"

"And today's race is ――――――" The fat man took a deep breath, looked down proudly at the eagerly waiting people, and then shouted loudly: "Horse Racing--!!!!!!"

With this shout, the crowd suddenly resounded with a roaring cheer!

What could be more exciting?!

As the first competitive match in the Caesarea Arena, it was clear that all the preparations had to be of the highest standard, and a full 10,000 spectators would gather here!

"It's crazy!" the fat man muttered to himself, but quickly grinned, "Then let's make this competition even crazier!"

"Tell the person in charge of the press to double the odds of all Gentile players!" The fat man looked at the entourage behind him viciously: "This will make our purse fuller!"

The equally excited young entourage nodded hurriedly in reply, and ran out as if flying, even forgetting to ask his boss for a tip.

..................

"Hats off, Professor Konstantin. ”

The administrator in charge of entertaining the guests was bowing his head respectfully, looking at the professor of Caesarea Academy in front of him, and wondered in his heart: "Do you need our help with anything?" If it is a ticket to the arena, we have already sent it to the academy, it is a second-class seat, close to the position of Caesar's main stage. ”

"Ah, just call me Febius. The gray-haired middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "I'm here to recommend a contestant who has come to participate in the competition." ”

"Who are you?"

"Gardo from Ryan salutes you, sir. The young man smiled and walked forward, bending down slightly, "I'm here to compete." ”

"Well, since it's someone recommended by Professor Konstantin............ Of course!" The administrator scratched his head, "However, there are still some trivial tests to go through, and I believe that with your level, it should be fine, right?"

"Anytime. ”

Gado raised the corners of his mouth lightly: "I'll show you the riding skills of the Highlanders!"

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Rome, Caesarea - the Colosseum.

The whole of Caesarea was now empty, and Apollo drove through the firmament of Jupiter with a dazzling light in his golden chariot, taking away the clouds and dust, and gathering all the light in this place that excited the Romans.

For the Romans, athletics were the embodiment of wealth, tradition, and a sense of honor, allowing them to feel that the land they live in was truly prosperous, powerful and powerful!

When they saw with their own eyes this arena that seemed to put themselves in the ancient Roman era, the people were completely boiling! People stood in their seats and cheered loudly:

"Rome-!Rome-!Rome-!Rome-!"

The cries came and went, wave after wave, and even infected the merchants from other places, as well as those who had not long settled in Caesarea, and they all stood up excitedly and shouted: "Rome! Rome!"

In the VIP stands, the young man looked at the scene in front of him with a pale face, and was speechless in shock.

"This—This is Rome?!"

"I think so. ”

The middle-aged man was also pale, but he was much calmer, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with all his body: "This is Rome!"

Feeling the enthusiastic cheers of the entire arena, they couldn't even restrain their hearts, and the blood in their cavities seemed to gush out at any moment!

"It seems that at least we made the right choice!" the boy gave a forced smile, "Lucky!"

"Yes. The middle-aged man sighed with emotion: "All this is simply a miracle! A shocking miracle!"

"Perhaps, it's really their gods who have blessed them?"

A loud horn suddenly sounded, breaking the cheers at the moment.

The whole row of brass trumpets is facing the sky, Lei Lei's drums are endless, and the loud trumpets resound around the entire arena!

The fat man dressed gorgeously, with his belly straight, walked to the rostrum majestically, and opened his arms, as if to hug shijie!

"Today, under the will of the great Caesary, Caesarea has a grand competition, and we are here to rejoice!

"The excellent war horses from the whole human race will be presented before your eyes! All the knights who make people proud will do their best to show their superior jishu! Rome, Salion, Mithme, Marion!" the master of ceremonies shouted loudly, "And, that formidable northern ice field!"

"In this game, all must use their wisdom, perseverance, skill, and liliang to achieve the only victory!" the celebrant paused, "Great Caesar, and distinguished guests, the people of Rome!