Ancient Rome: Beginning With The Legionnaire

"Which bastard dares to call me by my name!"

Rolster couldn't charge out with a Roman dagger in his hand.

He is the largest trade union in Rome, even if it is the security forces, he must be given three points.

But before he could react, the Roman dagger was snatched from his hand, and he himself was kicked to the ground.

With Brian's martial arts at this time, ordinary people are no longer his enemies.

"Blind your dog eyes! You even know me!"

Brian didn't wait for the opponent to react, and directly made another kick.

Then he took off his red-tasseled helmet, revealing his face.

"It turns out that you are back, boss!"

Rolster jumped straight to "640" from the ground.

The real leader of the Cacusta Guild, the largest underground guild in Rome, is Brian.

"You still know that I am the boss! Let me ask you, why do you have so little left?"

Brian looked around, there were only more than 200 people at most.

When he left here half a year ago, there were more than 500 people.

"Boss, you don't know, after you left, other guilds suppressed us!"

Rolster knelt directly on the ground and burst into tears.

It's hard to imagine a strong 30-year-old man crying bitterly.

But this is also understandable.

When Brian was the leader of the guild, he was a nobleman in Rome, and ordinary nobles or other guilds would give him some face.

But Rolster was just an ordinary Roman civilian.

How could those nobles and other guilds buy his face?

"Okay, okay, don't cry!"

Brian lifted it up, then turned around and said to everyone.

"I, Brian, are back today. Everyone present, whether they are guild members or legionnaires, are all equal. You can drink as much as you want!"

Immediately afterwards, thunderous shouts burst out from the crowd.

Of course, the loudest ones were still the legionnaires.

The Roman legion was strictly disciplined, and no one was allowed to drink alcohol when the legion was stationed.

Only when this kind of task is similar to returning to Rome, do you have the opportunity to drink.

The soldiers in the Kota family had already drank a lot of wine yesterday.

Now that I can drink again, I am naturally very happy.

Soon the legionnaires received a warm reception.

And Brian also had an interview with Rolster.

"Brother, you are finally back, now we can finally vent our anger and kill all those who disobey!"

The arrival of Brian gave Rolster an immediate backbone.

After all, they did this before, and with Brian's bravery, they could definitely dominate the entire underground guild.

"Rolster, I know how you feel, but everything must make way for my heavy snow!"

Now Brian's first task is to successfully enter the Senate and be elected as the head of the Thirteenth Legion.

As for the grievances between the underground guilds, you can temporarily put them aside.

"What's the big deal?"

Rolster hurriedly asked.

"Recently, I plan to enter the Senate, so I want to minimize the stains as much as possible. In the last few months, you should settle down for a while!"

Getting into the Senate is absolutely the top priority of all.

There is absolutely nothing to lose.

"What? Boss, you are going to enter the Senate! Does that mean I can enter too?"

Rolster said heartlessly.

"You should die! You are not qualified to enter in this life!"

Rolster was once a slave, and later became a freeman, that is, a Roman commoner, and he was the most humble of them all.

If this type of people does not break out into a world war, or the end will come...

It is impossible to become a nobleman in this life, let alone enter the Senate.

"So what do I need to do, sir?"

Brian coughed a few times and said.

"Send people to spread my heroic deeds and portray me as a national hero against Gaul.

Then Brian talked eloquently for nearly half an hour.

"That's it.………"

"Boss, your deeds are too ridiculous!"

Rolster said frankly.

"Whether you talk or not, you can just send someone for a walk!"

The power of fishing boats in this era is also very powerful.

As long as the public thinks Brian is a hero, even if there is a lot of water in it.

"And this time I brought you 10,000 gold coins, you have to develop the guild well! Make plans for the future!"

Having said that, Brian stopped abruptly. He must not tell anyone that the alliance war is about to break out.

At the moment, Lucius, who was drinking outside, also learned something about Brian.

"Master Brian, that's our boss!"

A drunkard said to Lucius, patting his chest.

"And yet he is now an officer in Rome!"

Lucius retorted from the side.

"Yeah! Boss Brian, now he's a Roman officer, and our guild is gone!"

Lucius, who was at home at the moment, was anxiously waiting for Brian's return.

Eager to tell Brian about today's Senate meeting.

"Rodgers! No matter what happens to the person who brought you, he must bring Brian back to me.

"What time is it, you're still spending time and drinking outside!"

Looking at the sun that was gradually setting, Lucius couldn't bear it anymore, and said to the chief slave Rogers.

"Yes! Master!".