"But things didn't go the way you wanted, and Langis was wary of you, so you kept following me, and you wanted to use me to force out that amber board, and it was actually your people who rushed into Langis's hiding apartment that day, right?" As he spoke, Calabis grabbed his hair, "I will inquire about your origins when I become suspicious of you, Galilean, my good friend, I know from the veterans of the Seventh Legion in Rome - you were indeed a governess before the Third Mithridates War, but not Greek, but employed by a wealthy Roman immigrant family in Rhodes, and when Mithridates began to massacre Roman settlers in the East, you took the old and the young of your master's family, including the thirteen-year-old child you taught, They were betrayed to the Ponticus, and then you took your share of the betrayal of your master, and you were on the ship of Ponticus, ready to flee to Sinop, and were sunk by Lucuras's warships, only to be captured by the Triple Wing. ”

After finishing speaking, Calabis pushed Demetrius back, separated his hands, pressed them on the table, and took a deep breath at Demetrius, who was full of flowers, and said, "Thirteen-year-old boy, how did you start?" My fellow victims. ”

"What can I do! I also want to live, the army of Mithridates knows that I am a governess, and they threaten me with axes and swords, just as you did to me today! Demetrius's nostrils were dripping with two lines of blood and snot, which shook off his collar and stained a large patch, and he was held down by a group of people, and cried out in anger and frustration, "The boy is hiding in a secret room in the depths of the temple of medicine, and his parents were killed on the steps of the temple, yes. I said it, I said it. I only received 2,000 silver coins a year from his family, and there was no need to be martyred for him. I still remember the look in the child's eyes when he was searched by the Mithridates soldiers. He didn't dare to look at me, he lowered his head, he saw the corpses of his parents, he trembled all over, he was even scared to urinate, and the soldier cut off the child's arms and neck with an axe, and stripped him of all the valuable gold jewelry on his body, this is the law of this cruel shijie, each of us has a contract and a deal with God. God gives you the gift of continuing to live, and you have to exchange it for sacrifice. So do you, Calabis! ”

"Is his father this one?" From the locker beside the table, Calabis took out a plaster human head and placed it on the table, and Dmetrius's face was distorted, and his eyes were about to bulge, which was the image of a man of about thirty years old with slightly curly hair and a desperate and angry expression. "Yes, your employer was betrayed and killed by you at the Temple of Medicine in Rhodes, and he may have been some knight from the Emilian family of Sardinia. Right now. Please take a look, take a closer look, and look at this plaster look. It was restored by Timosius from his skull. The recovery was too successful. ”

Dmitrius howled and struggled violently. Don't dare to look at the plaster head, "Don't." Don't, I said, his name is Boxy. Emily. Lybidaeus, the son of the former consul of Sardinia, Lybidaeus the Elder, gave me his golden ring, and the soldiers of Mithridates gave it to me. ”

"Hand it over!" Calabis drank. Then he saw that Demetrius's hands were cut behind his back, and called two slave girls to search him.

A ring rolled on the table, which seemed to be carried by Demitrius all along, and Calabis picked it up, engraved with a few simple Latin letters, presumably the abbreviations of the Emilian family. BUT THE NAME "LEPIDVS" CAME OUT OF DEMITERIUS'S MOUTH SO FAMILIAR, I CAN'T REMEMBER IT FOR A WHILE.

"Oh, yes, wasn't my original name Li Bida? For so long, I forgot my original name, this LEPIDVS, the pronunciation of my name is very similar, fate" Calabis took the ring away, and then suddenly pulled out his sword and pressed it against Demetrius's neck.

"Don't kill me, I'm willing to continue to sacrifice something." Demetrius threw his head back, breathing heavily, and pleaded.

Calabis paused for a moment, then slowly put away his sword, "I won't kill you, I don't think Porty will agree, you're right, God has given you something, and he will inevitably ask you for something according to the contract, maybe my own debt has not yet been paid." But you, Demetrius, are a filthy viper, and it is not the gods who have made a deal with you, but the devil who has now finished his farewell to you, go to the East, and go back to your swamp. ”

Zuihou, Demitrius, who was let go, glanced back at Calabis with a complicated expression, touched the wall and walked out, under the shaking chandelier, Calabis sat down, without saying a word, Domume came over, "Weishenme don't kill him." ”

"What's the good of killing him, this poisonous snake that specializes in eating carrion, and Pompey are a match made in heaven, I'm too lazy to break it up." Calabis spoke slowly, then gave the purse to Domuja, "Say hello to Printhia for me." ”

Four days later, in the early morning, the flock of pigeons flocked in the autumn blue sky and flapped their wings, and the shadow of the rain flashed over the head of Calabis, who was wearing a new armor, a red cloak, a cross-body box, and a Celtic bronze helmet, under the shadow of the poplar trees, slowly walked up the steps of the Stove Temple, and entered the holy storehouse inside, Qingyue's footsteps sounded lonely in the hall, "Excuse me, do you need a room key?" A new administrator, seeing the quartermaster dressed timidly at him, asked, and when he saw that he was alone, he coughed twice in embarrassment, and put back the key.

Calabis smiled at him, then squinted at the clear morning light falling from the warehouse patio and ceiling. He had just said goodbye to the brothers Luculas and Marcus at Villa Prima, and had come here, for he seemed to have been feeling the urge to look at them again.

"Thank you for the retreat courtyard you provided to the Stove Temple, then, before you set out on the expedition, do you have any ideas for making a contract with the Stove God and the Holy Fire?" Calabis turned around and saw Richlia in a white robe.

The new weighing officer of the City Legion held up the two jewels with both hands, "I'm not here to arrange the will, it's not yet time, but these two things are still bothered to be kept by the virgins." ”

Li Xilia took it, and one was a delicate gold-inlaid enamel pendant box, which seemed to contain liquid, "Be careful! Inside is a highly toxic liquid. Calabis reminded.

The second is a ring engraved with the words "M.P.F", etc., and it is also engraved with the second king of Rome, the successor of Romulus. Papilius's head, her expression changed slightly, "This ring doesn't seem to be your property, where did it come from?" ”

"It belonged to the Emilian family in Sardinia (present-day Sardinia)." Calabis looked at Richlia and said. (To be continued......)