"Kazoo, Manzu, Zist, Lister, what are you doing here?" Polportt frowned and looked at these people unhappily: "If I'm not mistaken, you should be educated in the temple by now, it's your study time, you shouldn't wander around. ”

Several tall, handsome, sun-god-like youths bowed slightly at the same time, and one of them, the most golden-haired young man, Polport's oldest brother, Kazoo, smiled: "Dear brother, we just want to help you and take a little of the pressure off your shoulders. ”

Kazoo's half-brother, Manzu, played with a fist-sized ruby, and said slowly, "You are the elder brother, and you are now famous, and we have to be educated by the priests in the temple like those underage children." It makes us feel very unfair, my brother. ”

Zist and Lister also said that Polport himself was prosperous, but he did not help his brother. The Nine Great Elector Families of the First Roman Kingdom have been established, and in addition to the first-ranked Horzam family, the other eight families are also big families with names and surnames among the Romans, including six of the previous Nine Elector Families of the Romans. These elector families have begun to divide the power of the First Romance Kingdom equally, from military to administrative to financial and other aspects, and there is not much left of the cake on the political map of the First Romance Kingdom.

"We need a formal position, brother. Zist said frankly, "Don't you think it's a waste of talent for us to continue our education at the temple?"

Lister put it more bluntly: "Rather than letting outsiders share the power that belongs to us. Why don't you let our own brothers have an extra share?"

Polport glanced deeply at these brothers, and he sneered: "What the priests of the temple have taught you is the advanced technology from the Roman Knights, the culture and knowledge left by our ancestors. It is for your own good that I have sent you to the temple to continue your studies. After a pause, Polport said indifferently: "But." Since you are willing to help me, the newly established infrastructure department of the kingdom is short of several supervisors, so you can take charge of that part of the work. ”

With a kind smile. Polbot said gently: "Go, go, you know that the kingdom is in the process of building infrastructure, which involves countless human, material and financial resources. If you can do something here, it will be easier for you to be promoted in the future

Intentionally or unintentionally, Polport said with a proud smile: "There is no doubt that I will inherit the Holtam family." And you, if you wish, can enjoy the power and wealth that you deserve in your family. If you don't want to, in the future I will let you leave your family and form your own family according to the Romans tradition. It is good for you to take advantage of the glory of the family to protect you, and to accumulate some connections and strength for yourself that may help you in the future. ”

Polport's words made the faces of Cazoo and the others change miserably, they looked at Polport in a daze, bowed at the same time, and then straightened up and left the woods without saying a word.

Polport looked at the backs of the four brothers and sneered in a low voice: "At least I agree with my father's words, Roman women are always too superficial and shallow, they don't know anything about political games, but they always like to play with their poor little tricks. Oh my God, oh my God, they don't want to think about it. How can their sons compete with me?"

After sneering a few times, Polport said indifferently: "Let them be responsible for the construction of these three Xingshu North and South Pole military bases, that is a good messenger with a lot of oil and water." Well, send more powerful servant warriors to them, and transfer back eighty percent of the clansmen and spirit servants who are responsible for the construction of those bases. Priority will be given to them in the materials and funds they need. ”

A Doom Guardian Knight dodged out of the air, saluted Polport, and melted into the air again.

Polport smiled coldly, he looked up at the sky, and muttered in a low voice, "My brothers, don't let the last bit of brotherhood I have for you dissipate, don't you, black beggar Sokin, you waste who will only hide behind the two brothers, what are you doing now?"

Black Sorkin is having a carnival with a few Romance beauties, and he is chasing the same Romance woman frantically. The sound of lewd laughter spread far and wide through the flowery garden, even through the high palace gate and into the courtyard outside.

This is the royal palace of the Second Kingdom of the Romans, consisting of the Romanes, which was relocated directly from Mars, and dozens of newly built ornate palace complexes. Behind the palace complex is a large mountain, dozens of waterfalls up to a thousand meters high roaring down from the mountain peaks, the water mist fluttering over the palace, dozens of colorful neon looming in the water mist, gorgeous and magnificent, words indescribable.

In front of the palace is a freshwater lake, which, though it is, is an area comparable to that of the Earth's Flats. The water of several deep pools under the polar fish scorched sickle is poured into the lake through a river channel that is more than ten kilometers long, and this gorgeous palace group is surrounded by large and small water systems. The turquoise waters reflect the giant trees and flowers, making this palace complex as charming as the abode of immortals.

Bands of Romanese warriors stood around the palace, their wary eyes sweeping around, watching for any movement around them. Any wind and grass may be ruthlessly hit by them.

Dozens of giant armed batteries roam around the palace, and these lethal armed batteries were also relocated from Mars. The Second Romance Kingdom, which inherited all of the legacy of the former Romance Kingdom, was obviously much better in terms of infrastructure than the Romance First Kingdom of Polport.

"Hahaha" There was a smug laugh from the back garden, and he pressed the woman who couldn't escape to the ground, and couldn't wait to step over and press it up.

A few Roman warriors guarding the gate of the back garden couldn't help but swallow and spit at the mouth, the ** women in the flower country are not ordinary people, they are all from the most noble and best-in-class families in the second kingdom of Roman, and what flows in their bodies is the most noble blood among the Roman nobles. And they are all the most famous beauties among the Romans, each of them is a little cutie who has attracted the attention of thousands of people at social banquets, but now they all have the same identity as the princess of the Second Kingdom of Roman.

Shrill moans continued to float out of the garden, and several Romans looked at each other, and they cautiously lay on the crack of the garden gate, drooling to spy on their king and their princess's unreserved performance. Soon, a thick layer of golden yellow welled up on the cheeks of these Romanese warriors, and they gasped excitedly.

An unpleasant cough was heard, and Porugin and Jakkin swaggered towards this direction with a large group of Romance warriors.

Several Romans guarding the gate jumped up in horror, and stood as neatly as wooden stakes at the door of the back garden with black faces.

Porugin and Yakkin glanced at each other, they laughed a few times mockingly, and Porugin lightly hooked his fingers: "Kill!"

Several wolf-like Romance servant warriors rushed towards the disgraced garden guards, and they grabbed them. Pressed them to the ground and neatly cut off their heads with heavy bronze battle axes. Golden blood sprayed across the turquoise grass. Several servant warriors happily raised the heads of the Romance warriors in their hands. For these servant warriors, they actually killed the "god" at the command of the "great god" and they were intoxicated. They were almost insane.

Porugin walked to the door of the back garden in the blood of his clansmen and pushed the door of the back garden open.

Jacques King couldn't wait to go into the back garden, and at a glance he saw the black beggar Sorkin who was struggling up and down in the flowers. Jacques King laughed and applauded: "Honorable elder brother, honorable king, you are so mighty! Even we are almost enthralled."

Sorkin jumped up with a roar, he took a few steps in anger, pointed at Jakkin and roared, "Bastard, is this the attitude of a Roman nobleman towards his own king?"

Porugin's and Jackkin's faces changed, and both of them fell to their knees at the same time, and Jakkin smiled dryly: "No, Your Majesty, I am only complimenting you for your strength and handsomeness. ”

Porugin laughed even more obscenely, and he sneered, "In addition, we are amazed by the wonderful figures of the princesses, oh, they are indeed some of the most famous flowers of our Romans." ”

Polugin and Jakkin knelt down respectfully for their own king, but their words did not reflect even the most basic respect for their own king. His body trembled violently, and he suddenly turned back to his stunned princesses and roared, "Get out of here." How many men do you want to show your body? Is a billion enough? Do you want me to throw you into the barracks so that everyone can come and see your body?"

The princesses screamed in fright, and hurriedly fled into a beautiful side hall in the back garden, covering the vital parts.

Several maids hurried over and helped the black beggar Sokin put on a wide robe. A gold-carved throne was carried over, and Sokin sat on the throne with a grin, looking coldly at Porugin and Jakkin, who were kneeling on the ground. Calming down the anger in his heart, the black beggar Sokin sneered: "My dear brother, you are in such a hurry to come here, what do you want to explain?"

Porugin respectfully pressed his forehead to the tip of the grass on the ground, and he said lightly: "That's the case, Jakkin and I feel that we should have a status more in line with our identity. ”！~！