Augustus Road

"Don't underestimate Mithridates Eubert! Although he is old, disabled, and a little soft-eared now, he is a king who grew up in the wilderness and death battles, and you and Philip were born in the same year when my sister and I got You grew up in favor, don't think that everything is under your control, we are planning a mutiny, a conspiracy, not you two brothers wearing impressive cloaks and helmets, walking on the streets of Sinop with aristocratic ladies **——**,**! Yes, it must be Adiana, that little wildcat, who tricked Philip into killing Malza. How stupid, how stupid your brother is!" said the somewhat neurotic Stratto. Nyce grabbed Perseus by the collar and shouted, "If my father dies, he will die. I don't want your brothers to die because of stupidity. The reason why I dare to plot against Eubert is that Pompey promised the empire would be destroyed." Later, Sinop will be assigned to you, and Cappadocia will be assigned to Philip. I could have used the pardon of Malcha to paralyze Eubert, but now - God, what on earth am I doing! " Stratonis lost all her previous elegance. She raked her hair with her hands, stared in horror, lowered her head, and shouted.

At this time, Menander pondered for a while, then drew his sword and said: "I now think that some people in Rome are using Malsa and the Thirteenth Legion to deal with us, and Pompey after the winter camp ended They are also using us to deal with the Thirteenth Legion. Under the current situation, I don’t believe that the Pontus Empire can come back to life, so the top priority is to win Pompey’s favor. Dear Concubine, your brother is right. You can only take action now, don’t hesitate, pick up the sword and control your own destiny!”

The panting Stratonis looked at Menander's sword blade, then bravely stepped forward, cut her finger with it, and smeared blood on Menander's cheek, "We faced Zeus. I swear to God Mitra that if you help the mutiny succeed, I will be your wife."

Three days later, Malca's body on the mule cart appeared in the small fountain square of his palace, and was then lifted up by several warriors and thrown in front of Mithridates' throne. A group of tax collectors around the Pontus emperor were doing calculations. Registering the city's property, they were stunned when they saw this horrific corpse. They took the parchment and charcoal pen and didn't know where to go.

The emperor of Pontus, accompanied by his daughter Adiana and the Cathar warrior Pidoita, walked through the marble entrance hall and walked to the hall with four rows of caryatids. He sat on the throne and looked at the miserable corpse of the bastard. , Mithridates curled his lips, "This kid even looks so stupid and ugly with his body. How did he die?"

"Your Majesty, our cavalry caught up with the Governor in a village. His entourage had already fled. We conveyed the generosity of His Majesty and the Princess to the Governor. He is ready to accept your forgiveness, but we will go with him. The deputy general of the Roman legion, frantically refused to surrender and killed the governor." Philip looked sad and angry, and explained the cause of Marcha's death fluently.

"What about that guy named Claudius?"

The face of the young officer of the Bronze Shield Army turned slightly red, and he said in a very guilty tone: "Your Majesty, although we tried our best, we still let him grab the horses and escape."

Mithridates lowered his huge head with a gray beard, put his hand on his forehead, sighed and shook his head and said: "Although Maltsa betrayed me twice, I will still bury him as a royal member - good boy Girl, are you willing to mourn for your brother? After all, you almost became his wife."

"I will mourn for him and wear mourning clothes, but I have never had the idea of ​​becoming his wife." Adiana's tone was very light, and then she glanced at Philip with a little approval, which made him happy.

"Okay... I should have gotten used to this kind of thing. Tomorrow will eventually come and let you continue to face the pain. Philip, my child, although Malcha is dead, I can't blame you too much. You You can retreat now. Your sister will come to this lifeless palace in a few days, which will add a lot of color to my life." Mithridates Eubert opened his somewhat slack eyelids and raised his index finger slightly. Reaching out, Philip, with a courteous and endearing smile, approached the throne and kissed Mithridates' fingertips.

Then there was a flash of red light, and Philip's head, still with the last moment of laughter, rolled to the feet of the group of tax collectors. Soon, there were screams and people were running in panic everywhere. Adiana's fair face was also stained with splotches of blood. Her pupils were staring, her chest was shaking violently, her drooping hands were stretched straight, her eyes were looking at her toes, but she did not dare to say anything extra. Action, because her father just turned his head and stared at her with a savage look, just for a moment.

Adiana was breathing confusedly and at a loss. Philip's body was kneeling stiffly on the spot, blood still spurting out of his mouth. Biduita wiped the blade of "Abona" ​​silently. The king of Pontus stood up from the throne, slowly and hobbled to Malca's body, and dipped Philip's blood on his index finger slightly on the bastard's lips:

"Marca, little barbarian, you should envy your mother, she can see her own garden, orchard and sheep, and then die peacefully, without poison and tricks entangled her all her life. Even if she has resentment towards me, it doesn't matter. But you, little barbarian, you are a fool, a fool, always doing things beyond your ability. Now look at you, a playboy with such a lowly bloodline, who actually took your life, the life of my son Mithridates Eubert! But don't be afraid now, the murderer's dirty and lowly blood has been repaid to you by your father's hand, blood for blood, isn't it." Then, Mithridates patted his dead son's face and said in a very relaxed manner, "Reunite with your mother in the underworld, and herd your own sheep, son."

Then Mithridates sighed, turned around, and walked towards Adiana step by step.

"Father, father, I was wrong. I shouldn't have lied to you." Adiana's mind was in a mess. She could only slowly back away, holding onto the caryatids and rubbing her body, stuttering.

"What did you lie to me about, my dear girl?" Mithridates approached his daughter and asked.

"It was Philip who seduced me. It was him..." Before Adiana could finish, her father slapped her, causing the princess' mouth to bleed, and she fell to the ground spinning. (To be continued.)