In another street connected to the bull market, Zeno was wearing a white dress, holding a box and gritting her teeth in the rain, the mud and filth made the hem of her skirt black, and the sandals under her feet were broken, but she still ran hard, because she knew that the contents of this box were of the utmost importance to the entire group of virgins of the Vesta Temple, to Lybidaeus, and even to the entire republic, and if it was intercepted halfway, the consequences would be self-evident.

"Be sure to put things in his hands safely! This is where the qualifications of a consecrated woman to take over a will lie. Zeno's hair was all wet with the rain on her forehead, but she was still running, and she turned on a shoulder at the corner of the street, and she dodged so hard that she didn't have time to twist her waist, so she cried out, and fell into the puddle of water, but soon got up with mud on her face, and hurriedly crawled forward a few times, and hugged the box.

At this time, several shoemakers came out from behind the arcade, and a middle-aged man in a knight's cloak, who looked like a rich man, and the shoemakers hurriedly stepped forward to salute Zeno, and then carefully helped her up from the muddy puddle, "I'm sorry, I can't express my gratitude, because at the Mother Earth Temple, someone is waiting for this will to be read, and the matter is urgent." Zeno wiped his hair and face briefly with the still snow-white part of his hand, and continued to hold the box tightly.

"Dear virgin, please at least let me prepare a pair of shoes for you, so you can get there faster, won't you?" The middle-aged man said with a smile, and then he really asked the slave to take out two pairs of new and sturdy sandals from the shop, and put them on for Zeno in the same place, "Go with confidence." Honorable Virgin. Bravely read the will of Lord Julius to the cavalry commander. The people who exposed the true faces of those people in public and really sought power for us were all killed by this group of people, what a group of man-eating beasts! The middle-aged man, with a look of indignation, then encouraged Zeno, "I am an Utica shoemaker who is grateful for the Emilius Act, but the group did not even allow me to go near the square and the temple, and insulted and beat me. ”

"Thank you." Zeno bowed slightly. She was about to continue running towards her destination, when she turned her head and saw that at the corner of the street, in the rain and thunder, a group of sword-fighting slaves with weapons were leading a tall thin man in a wool cloak, leading towards her.

Zeno instantly understood the other party's intention, and the vendors in this neighborhood also understood what was about to happen, so they all pushed the stall vehicles and disappeared into hiding. Zeno clutched the box and the corner with her other hand, trying to run out in a different direction, but she saw it. The other party was prepared, and all street corners and exits were blocked and sealed.

And then. The leading man stood in front of Zeno, who had no way to escape, first stretched out his pale wrist, and then lifted off his cloak, revealing towering cheekbones, irritable raised cheekbones, and self-esteemed eyes, his demeanor was like a cold fire in fear, "Hello, beautiful virgin, I'm Cassillo, the legal officer of the capital, your chief virgin Li Xilia's voice and tricks, failed to deceive me, the key to the matter is actually handed over to you, a young girl, look at your muddy water, or rest, The will is handed over to me for safekeeping. ”

"You must not do this, you are not the one who reads this will, it should be handed over to the cavalry commander, and it should be read out by His Excellency Pisso, and it is my duty." As he spoke, Zeno hugged the box tighter on his chest.

"Duty? Can I talk about my responsibilities? Now you have to give me the will, because I am the judge of justice, and the owner of this will has embezzled tens of thousands of state property, and I need this as evidence to judge him, and this is very important, so give me this box, lovely and poor virgin. Cassiyo's eyes burned with a bluish glow, and he reached out to Zeno, slowly demanding it, like a cat that only wants to play with a dead mouse.

Although Zeno's voice was trembling, his position was still very firm, "Please don't move forward, and don't fight the idea of this will, I am a virgin, and this is also the task assigned by Ms. Richilia, and it cannot be transferred to anyone else." ”

"What about the Lady of the Stove Temple? Licilia, isn't she the woman who was deceived and played with her feelings by Crassus in her early years, and in the end, even the villa in the suburbs was deceived by Crassus, thanks to the other virgins who were able to protect herself from the prosecution of the death penalty - and you, your name is Zeno, right? Although you are the adopted daughter of a nobleman, everyone else is saying that you are the illegitimate daughter of Richlia and Crassus. Cassillo's words almost made the virgin who was cowering in the corner collapse, he was simply unscrupulous, "As a virgin, but she likes to move her emotions, Lisilia was like this then, and you are like this now, do you admire that foreign cavalry commander, that Seris?" But you have to understand how deep the punishment can be, and you will be lifted up on a stretcher by the executioner, and tied up, and your mouth will be gagged, and then you will be carried into the most eerie little basement of the temple of the hearth, which is only a few Roman feet square, and when you are carried in, there will only be a table with a jar of water and a few pieces of bread on it, and then the executioner will throw you there, and slowly, slowly, the gaps in the wall, with brick after brick, slowly sealed, and then you will be inside, and there will be darkness everywhere, Then comes the long and painful process of death, the holy and noble virgin who will wail and weep, and will scratch the walls everywhere, and after a futile struggle, you will slack, despair, you will eat your own excrement, and finally you will die in disgrace. After saying that, Cassillo's expression was distorted, he laughed heartily, and then stepped forward, "But don't be afraid, as long as you give me the box, just delay for a while, it's as simple as that." ”

At this moment, a flash of lightning fell, illuminating Zeno's eyes, and then she held the box high and shouted, "If the Metropolitan Counsel wants to force the death of a virgin who has submitted a will, what kind of punishment should it be?" ”

As she spoke, her head leaned towards the protruding bricks on the wall, which was very obvious.

"Why bother, we won't hurt you." Cassius said hypocritically.

"Put away your nonsense and go eat your own! God Vesta, please forgive me for being rude! After saying that, Zeno was about to collide with her, but several sword slaves took the opportunity to catch her.

"Stop you! Beasts who dare to offend the Holy Virgin and the private testament, you are certainly beasts. At this moment, under the arcade, the middle-aged man in the knight's cloak rushed out again, with dozens of strong, dark-skinned men carrying short saws, knives and scissors, and iron rods, all of whom seemed to be craftsmen and servants of his shoe workshop, all of them from the Numidian side, and none of them were good at stubble. (To be continued......)