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Volume 2: My Country Seven Hundred and Fifty Seven.  female gladiator

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    In an instant, Wang Weiyi understood everything.  !

    Gnaeus and Centumaros were cousins. They were both from noble families and looked down upon Caesar who was from a commoner family.

    But what troubles them is that if they want to make a difference in the newly established province of Germania, they absolutely cannot do without Caesar's help.

    Caesar's every move will have a great impact on them.

    This may be the opportunity Wang Weiyi has been looking for.

    Gnaeus asked for some more news related to Gaul and Germania, and then said: "Thank you very much for providing me with this information. I wish you a happy stay in Rome."

    "Thank you, Lord Mayor."

    After sending Gnaeus away, Richthofen breathed out softly: "Ernst, what are you thinking about there?"

    "It's just as you thought." Wang Weiyi said with a smile.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    The Romans believed that the higher you lived, the closer you were to God.  The closer you are to God, the easier it is to receive God¡¯s protection.  Therefore, on the Palatine Hill, the highest mountain in Rome, there are luxurious mansions of Roman nobles everywhere.

    If these scattered mansions are as beautiful as gems, then a mansion located on the southern slope can be described as a bright diamond.  It is more appropriate to call it a palace than a mansion. Its front hall is so tall that there is a statue of Alexander the Great twice the height of a human being.  The palace is so large that the three rows of colonnades alone are a quarter of a mile long.  There is also a lake-like pond, and in the bathing pool, sea water and yellow-green water flow continuously.  The palace is entirely built of marble and decorated with gems, pearls and shells.  Especially the three-tatami restaurant where banquets are held, its luxurious structure and furnishings are famous throughout Rome.

    The dining room is equipped with a rotating ivory ceiling to facilitate the scattering of flowers and has apertures to allow the spraying of perfume from above.  The main hall is circular, like the sky rotating day and night.

    Six Tivoli marble columns divide a wide rectangular hall into two parts.  The pillars are wrapped with ivy and wild roses. They emit bursts of fragrance that can only be found in the fields in this place that is always filled with the aroma of wine and rich food.  Along the walls, which are equally hung and embellished with fragrant garlands, stand exquisite statues, glowing with nude beauty.  The floor was inlaid with precious wood, on which the artist had used extremely exquisite techniques to depict the scene of forest goddesses, half-human and half-goat fauns and elves gathering together to dance; the artist used his fantasy to make the goddesses completely invisible.  Show the most attractive posture without concealing it.

    In the interior of the hall, behind the six marble columns, there is a round table made of the rarest and most precious red marble.  Around the table were three tall and large couches with bronze legs.  The couch was covered with expensive purple felt, and there were several soft cushions on the felt.  An intricately carved candlestick made of gold and silver hung from the ceiling.  It illuminates the hall with brilliant candlelight and emits intoxicating fragrance.

    Next to the wall are three finely carved bronze cupboards, all covered with patterns of garlands and leaves.  In these cupboards were placed sterling silver dishes of all shapes and sizes.  Next to the cupboard were several bronze benches covered with purple felt and twelve bronze statues of black Ethiopians.  Each statue decorated with precious necklaces and gems held a sterling silver candlestick, illuminating the already bright hall even more brilliantly.

    The owner of this palace is called "the most elegant Roman" - Publius.  Quinctilius.  Servius was reclining on the couch with his elbows crooked on the soft purple cushions, looking leisurely at the guests he had invited.

    Servius looks like the legendary handsome boy Narcissus sculpted by artists. He has elegant lines on his face, Greek forehead and nose, fair skin like a woman, and black curly hair covering his smooth forehead.  The well-proportioned long eyebrows make a pair of blue-black eyes look deep and gentle.

    The long eyelashes added a kind of passionate appeal to his eyes, which made countless Roman beauties confused.  The short chin is noble and tilted upward at a very natural angle.  The pearly white teeth are arranged neatly and beautifully, setting off the pink lips, and the smile is like a sad angel.  The languorous charm of his eyes conveyed belief in the depth of his thoughts, and gave force to every word he spoke.

    Servius was more famous for his military exploits than his beauty. He went to the province of Syria to serve as provincial consul and won many battles. However, just as he was preparing for the final battle, he was inexplicably captured.  Removed from office.

    However, after he returned to Rome, Pompey generously gave him a large amount of wealth. This huge wealth included this mansion that originally belonged to the famous noble Catiline. People vaguely guessed thatThere is a little reason: the only reason he was removed from office was that Caesar was jealous of his military exploits.

    The guests all wore dinner robes made of very thin white linen, and on their heads were crowns of ivy, laurel or rose locust flowers.  These guests tonight are famous men of letters and powerful nobles in Rome.

    Like most Roman nobles, Servius was immersed in his love of various arts, especially the discussion and debating of philosophical issues.  Roman men of letters and artists knew that if they needed help, the doors of Servius's house would be open to them even late at night.

    Now these guests are discussing Ovid's new work "Sorrows": "A hostile wilderness! The heavy and cold snow from the beginning of the year to the end of the year seems to have not been completely melted. When winter comes, the cold will melt into the jar.  The wine was completely frozen, thus opening the door for barbarian tribes to burn and plunder. £®

    Crassicius recited the verses from "Sorrows" in a melancholy tone, "This is what Ovid wrote, who never paid attention to his own end! It seems that he will no longer sing cheerfully.  A human love poem.¡±

    "If my cup is filled with good wine every day, and my house is always filled with true friends, what else can I ask of the eternal gods?" Servius stared at his hands while listening to the conversation of his guests.  A glass from Alexandria. The Campania wine in the glass looks particularly charming in this precious vessel.

    His words caused a burst of praise from the guests.

    "Speaking of wine, generous Servius, you are not trying to fill us up with wine, are you? When will we start the banquet? I can already smell the tempting aroma coming from the kitchen." Poet Milesus  He twitched his cheeks exaggeratedly, causing a burst of laughter.

    "I still need a guest, I think he will be here soon." Servius said as he slowly took a sip of wine.

    The guests noticed that the main seat on the couch called the honorary seat in the center of the hall and on the right side of the restaurant door was still empty.

    "I really hope this person is me! Otherwise, I have to worry about whether there is still a place?" Following the soft voice, Pompey appeared at the door of the restaurant wearing a purple-edged toga that was neither wide nor narrow.

    "The only consul!" the guests exclaimed and stood up.

    "Ah, distinguished sole consul, you don't have to worry that it is you I am waiting for. The proof is that I have reserved the most distinguished seat for you."

    Pompey glanced at Servius and said nothing. He allowed Servius's slaves to apply sesame oil on him, put on his dinner robe and flower crown, and then he sat down on the bench under Servius's guidance.  On the couch.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    Slaves in light blue shorts first brought plates of oysters with pickled olives.  This oyster is fat and tender, like pieces of tender meat deliberately put into the clam shell. It melts as soon as it hits the mouth, just like a slightly salty candy.

    Then the large silver plate that was brought up contained a huge blue eel that was only produced in Lake Fusale. Gradually, as the pure wine flowed through the throats drop by drop, the people at the table began to feel warm all over, and their expressions were a little bit  Trance-like, as if immersed in an intoxicating, illusory dream.

    "Praise the gods in heaven, bless the great sole consul, thank the generous Servius, it is so happy to be a Roman!" Palermon, who is also a poet, motioned to the wine-server slave to fill his glass, and then  He raised his glass and said.

    "But dear Servius, why didn't I see the flute player, harpist and beautiful dancing girl who usually sit in the corner?" Pompey said with a smile: "Don't let your guests down with my arrival.  ¡±

    "Because I have prepared a show worthy of the only consul!" Servius replied with the same smile: "What we enjoy tonight will not be beautiful music and graceful dancing."

    Servius¡¯s magnetic voice had not completely faded away in the air. Two gladiators wearing shiny mask-like bronze helmets and covered in silver armor walked into the restaurant. A blood-heated scene.  The fight began.

    Both gladiators relied on shields made of birch to protect themselves. One gladiator held a dazzling double-edged battle axe, and the other gladiator's weapon was a sharp Roman short sword.  The two gladiators were not in a hurry to attack their opponents immediately. They both tried to test each other's strength with deft footwork. Judging from their agility, there was no doubt that the two gladiators were outstanding masters. A few minutes passed.  The two gladiators suddenly stopped moving, and their bodies seemed to have lost control, trembling slightly. Then the two gladiators seemed to have a clear understanding and took off their helmets almost at the same time.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    Under the helmet are the charming faces of two dazzlingly beautiful blondes!

      "Tirlia!" "Sevia!" The two beautiful female gladiators shouted desperately.

    "It seems that you have recognized each other." Servius, who had a smile as sad as an angel, said softly in a soft voice with a hint of inexplicable vibrato: "Then please two of you sisters, for the great sole consul and us.  Let¡¯s have a wonderful fight!¡±

    A poignant and strange picture is displayed in this luxurious restaurant: ferocious bronze masks are scattered on the gorgeous floor, and two graceful beauties are covered in shining armor but looking helplessly in all directions.  As if searching for something in the air, her beautiful face became distorted by the tremendous pain.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    "Since the goddess of fate has arranged it this way, Sevia, come on!" Her sister Achilia tightly grasped the hilt of the dagger, and the excessive force made her arm tremble like a spasm.

    The battle ax in Sylvia's hand hung down weakly. It seemed that she was about to collapse. Finally, she threw away the weapon and fell to her knees on the floor crying.

    "If you can't fight, then let me kill you, otherwise I will give you the power to continue living, and you will also die in the next fight. Let the stronger one among us leave here alive.  Maybe she will have a chance to be free in the future and return to our hometown. Have you not forgotten our dream?" Tiriya looked at her sister with love, and two lines of tears fell silently from her jade-like face.  It slid down until it reached the pale lips, shining in the bright candlelight of the restaurant.

    Sevia trembled and raised her head. Her charming big eyes were blurred by tears, so that her long eyelashes seemed to be soaked in water, and a trace of blood oozed from her tightly biting lower lip.  Suddenly she grabbed her weapon and rushed towards Tyrlia madly.  Tyria hid her dagger behind her shield and dodged Sylvia's attack.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    The world no longer exists in Sevia¡¯s eyes. The pain and fear made her go crazy with only one thought in her mind, crushing everything in front of her!  She jumped like a leopard, her battle ax whizzing at Tiria. Her beautiful blond hair was flying in the air. Suddenly, her shield suddenly struck out. Tiria hesitated for a moment and seemed to be considering whether to continue.  To dodge, you still need to block. In this short moment, Sevia's shield had already hit her shield, and the battle ax that originally hit Tyrlia's head also suddenly changed its trajectory, drilling into people.  He grabbed the gap that just appeared and slashed towards her shoulder at an alarming speed.

    Suddenly, a dazzling light flashed, and Tyrlia's sharp sword struck out. It was like a poisonous snake with a long tongue, wiping towards Sevia's throat from an incredible angle.  With a "bang", Sylvia's shield fell to the floor. At the last moment, she dodged the fatal sword with almost impossible agility, and a few strands of blond hair slowly fell from her cheeks.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    Soon, Sylvia's rapid breathing sounded in the restaurant. Without the protection of her shield, she was obviously at a disadvantage. Tiriya waved the shield into a shadow from time to time, trying to entangle with Sylvia in order to make Sylvia  Ya's battle ax couldn't work, and her dagger waited for the opportunity to pierce Sylvia's body like lightning; sometimes it spun towards Sylvia like a phantom, and no one could guess that the terrible sharp blade would come from  Appear somewhere.  Sweat was dripping from Sevia's face. Without the heavy shield, she could only barely run a little faster than her sister. It was becoming increasingly difficult for her to dodge Tyrlia's weapons.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    Suddenly, Sylvia stumbled and it turned out that she accidentally tripped over the shield on the floor. Tyrlia did not let go of the opportunity given to her by the goddess of luck, and swung her sword with unprecedented swiftness and pounced on her prey.

    At this moment, an accident happened. Sylvia's battle ax came out of her hand and flew toward Tiriya fiercely, accurately hitting Tiriya's right shoulder.  Tyria fell down while stroking her right shoulder in pain. Seeing that her plan was successful, Sylvia quickly picked up the dagger that fell at her feet, stabbing her sister with tears in her eyes without hesitation.

    Suddenly, Sylvia¡¯s sword-holding hand was tightly grasped by a firm arm, and then she saw a young and handsome face behind her.

    "Poor slave, can't you see that your sister lost to you on purpose?" Servius said sarcastically to Servia. The poor sister looked at her sister who fell on the ground. She saw  Tyrlia's tearful eyes contain so many complex human emotions!  There is pain, relief, and love.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®

    The huge stimulation that came one after another finally made Sevia unable to hold on any longer. She fell backwards dizzily, and Sevius supported her: "Poor Sevia, you were frightened tonight, but  , I think Tyrlia has turned you into a qualified warrior."

    It took Sylvia a while to understand what happened. She ran to the place where she had just struggled with the help of two slaves.Beside Tyrlia, who got up, she and her sister hugged each other and cried.  Servius came over: "Beautiful Servia, now accompany your sister to bandage the wound, and then change into clothes you like."

    "So, would your brave and resolute sister be willing to accompany an old man to enjoy this delicious meal?" Pompeo said with a smile.  Except for him and Servius, everyone else had not yet recovered from the shock.

    "Look, life is so precious and yet so fragile!" Servius said casually, looking at the two sisters.  Then he paused and said, "Ah, our main course is here"

    The slaves brought tender but not greasy lamb chops, with a thick layer of asparagus tips made into thin pieces under the lamb chops.  The guests did not taste the delicious mutton and the slippery bamboo shoot tips in their mouths, but just put them into their mouths blindly. Their thoughts still stayed on what happened just now, until they were replaced by the extremely thin white meat.  Tyrlia and Sylvia, wearing sleeveless silk robes with light blue ribbons tied around their waists, came to the banquet, and only then did the playful teasing and clinking of glasses resound.  After taking off their shining armor, their slender figures were revealed to everyone, and the joy of gaining freedom made their beautiful eyes look particularly moving.  £®  £®  £®  £®  £®  With a variety of delicacies and a large number of fruits and desserts served in a flowing stream, the night in Rome passed little by little in a pleasant atmosphere.

    At this time, no one probably noticed that in a corner of the banquet hall, there were two people watching all this happening.

    Their eyes were calm, as if they were not paying attention to everything that happened.
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