I am reborn as a lord in Rome

Wright coaxed and persuaded George away, and then grinned at Woolley, shook his head again, and waved his sleeves: "Hello everyone, I'm the envoy of the Assyrian Temple, Lightgerald!"

Wright nodded with satisfaction, glanced around with a smile, and asked loudly: "Everyone, I would like to ask you a question, there are only three complete sculptures of the Assyrian sculptor Longiro in existence, may I ask, which three?"

Soon, a small nobleman raised his hand. Wright's eyes lit up suddenly, and he hurriedly motioned for the man to stand up and answer.

"Your Excellency the Temple Envoy, as far as I know, the three surviving sculptures of Master Longiro are Amun in the Clouds, The Staff Bearer, and The Round Shield Warrior. The little nobleman replied.

Your answer was perfect. Wright applauded and waved his right sleeve, "Please sit down, that's right, it's Amun in the clouds", "The Man with the Staff" and "The Round Shield Warrior", as we all know, Master Longiro used these three sculptures to show the world the three forms of the god Amun, which symbolize the supremacy of the god Amun, It is the mastery of everything and the unparalleled courage that these three works have consumed ten years of Longiro at the peak of his life, and at the same time, these three works are the swan song of the master, and they have been enshrined as holy relics in the Assyrian temple for generations to be admired by all the people of Assyria.

No one objected to Wright's claim, because the commoner-born Master Longiro had indeed chosen to live in seclusion and paint strange paintings after creating the three sculptures for the temple, and never made any sculptures again until his old age. Some people speculate that perhaps the master was tired of suffering too much applause and snubbing from the nobles in his life, or because the master's inspiration dried up and could not continue, and of course, there is also the most mysterious theory - after Master Longiro created these three sculptures, the god Amun banned Master Longiro's ability, because the god Amun did not want to have other sculptures comparable to himself.

"Then ......" Wright looked at Woolley with a hint of childlike cunning in his eyes, "I have been appointed by the temple this time to send the Round Shield Warrior among these three holy relics to Revington for permanent resting.

Kevin was stunned when he heard this, and said in his heart When did George have such a close relationship with the temple? George was

overjoyed, "Round Shield Warrior" is one of the six holy relics of the temple, once it settles in London, the meaning in it is too far-reaching, which shows the importance of the temple to London, and also improves the glory of Londonton to a higher level- With this relic, the city of Lewington will become the second place of pilgrimage after Assyria, which will also increase the chances of the Duncan family fighting against Connor's faction.

Thinking of the crowd of people vying to worship, George really wanted to vent his joy by looking up to the sky and roaring, but this could only be thought, but he didn't dare to indulge himself so much.

"Everyone, let us give us a standing ovation and thank you for the dragon of Amun!" said George, holding his head high and his arms outstretched.

The venue immediately burst into warm applause ......

Woolley quietly rolled his eyes at Wright, and with what he knew about Wright, George would be immediately tragic.

Sure enough, as soon as the applause faded, Wright nodded with a smile and raised his voice a little more: "Now, I would like to ask Archon George to read the Commendation Decree of the Grand Priest of St. Lean of the Temple, and let the first consul of the city-state of Lenvington personally announce the good news."

Everyone nodded, and Wright leaned to the side and asked George, "Is it okay for Your Excellency Archon George?"

George smiled and bowed, his face full of humble smiles: "It is my honor, Your Excellency the Special Envoy."

Wright immediately took out a scroll of embroidered brocade from his sleeve—the edicts of the Grand Priest of the Temple, which had always been written on brocade rather than on parchment or paper, had to be different.

George respectfully took it, turned around, and unfolded the brocade to the crowd.

Everyone suddenly fell silent, and everyone wanted to know the content of the edict of the Holy Priest for the first time.

Wright smiled at Woolley and sat back in his seat.

"By the will of Amon, the only true god who created all things in the universe above the heavens, the Grand Priest of the Temple, Rian, ......" George suddenly paused, his face changed, he involuntarily glanced at Woolley, sighed lightly in his heart, and continued to read, "Woolley Green, the god of the Seneca city-state and the current Archon of the Salt Marsh Town of Lunvington City, gave a special commendation and chose a place to build a temple in the salt marsh town to enshrine the holy relic "Round Shield Warrior" and stationed twenty guards for the drive, and gave Woollendor five hundred gold coins, twenty pieces of silk, twenty horses of linen, and twenty horses of cotton.

When George handed the edict back to Wright with a bitter face, the hall was already full of soft shouts, and all kinds of horror and shock flew in the hall like a whirlwind, and the buzzing of discussion immediately sounded ......

I'm going to play so exaggeratedly, and I'm not afraid that I'll be assassinated, and besides, isn't this thing too outrageous? Woolley couldn't help but cast a questioning look at Wright, and said that this kind of thing is not a joke, in case you toss a fake for me, it's cool now, and it's not easy to clean up later.

Wright couldn't see the reason why Woolley meant, so he immediately smiled and nodded, his eyebrows jumped, signaling Woolley not to worry.

Of course, don't worry, because today's incident is the most reliable thing Wright has lived so far, and the whole process really can't be more real.

Seeing Wright's triumphant, Woolley was reluctantly relieved, Ibbe shook his head with a wry smile, because he didn't expect the temple to come out like this, but Kevin and George and the others were a little apprehensive, today was originally planned to let Woolley "retreat in the face of difficulties", and even the people who helped the coaxing were arranged, and the preparation could not be considered sufficient, but judging from the current situation, it is estimated that it is going to be in the soup- First of all, the Supreme Council played a high-profile support for Woolley, and then the temple played such a drama of sending holy relics, two consecutive blows, there is really no suitable trick to crack, the most terrible thing is that Woolley's limelight is so strong, and then it is not so easy to deal with him, everyone is paying attention to it, at least for a long time, Woolley will be a topic of conversation, think about it, the temple actually took out a holy relic to commend him, and it was actually in the name of Amun God.

Of course, in the name of the god Amun, because the high priest St. Leon really couldn't think of any reason to commend him, but he had to do it, because it was Wright who made the request

No matter how majestic and holy he is in front of people, and no matter how long he has served the god Amun, St. Lean is a mortal of flesh and blood, to put it bluntly, he who has been dyed white by the years with his sideburns and eyebrows, once he throws away the coat of a great priest, he is nothing more than an ordinary aristocratic old man, and he will also put his mind on his children and grandchildren like other old people, hoping that they can be outstanding and prominent.

But St. Leon had no children or grandchildren, for he devoted himself to the service of Amun when he was a child, and never married, unlike his brothers and brothers, who gave birth to a bunch of angry and unangry ones, but this could bring him a lot of comfort.

But St. Lean's favorite is the big gentleman Wright, Wright is certainly debauched, but these actions are interpreted differently in St. Lean's eyes - this little grandson's debauchery and unself-motivated is because he has been very depressed, and the reason why he is depressed is because his ingenuity is not given a chance to be displayed.

It's not a big mistake for St. Lean to think so, at least on the surface, in terms of intelligence, Wright really doesn't lose to anyone of his generation, and it's true that there is no chance to perform, first, there are not many things in the family, and when it's his turn to do something, all the positions are full, where else can he have anything, and create something new, I'm sorry, Wright is a short-tempered, explosive and arrogant, and he can't work with anyone for long。

St. Lean saw it in his eyes, anxious in his heart, he provided shelter for the family, but he has always been reluctant to meddle in the family's affairs, if he came forward to let the family make room for Wright, not to mention whether this arrogant boy is willing to do it for a long time, his old face has no place to put it in the first place, there are a lot of places in the temple, but the price of serving the god Amun is also a little bigger, and he is so old, it is impossible to support Wright for too long, one day he closes his eyes and kicks his legs, Wright may stand still。

This can't be done, that can't be done, St. Lean's don't mention how tangled and scratching his heart is.

But the turning point came when St. Lean was about to despair, and his little grandson actually did several beautiful things

in a row - first, he co-made a "god-given seasoning", which was worth five times that of gold, but people rushed to buy it, because as long as there was a little bit of it in the dish, the indescribable umami taste magically appeared.

Secondly, with two small partners in partnership to operate a daily gold Liucui Bay, the delicious barbecue, unique cocktails, seductive maid singing and dancing and pleasant scenery bundled together to sell money, the capital is small, the profit is large, not only make enough money, but also take the opportunity to reunite a lot of popularity, even the tavern that makes less money and loses more makes a lot of money through the sale of special cocktails.

But what made St. Lean most comfortable was that Wright had become sensible, and he threw himself into these new ventures, not only did he no longer cause trouble, but he also became too kind and well-behaved. St. Lean didn't think that this was the younger grandson's conscious transformation, he guessed that it must have been influenced by the people who cooperated with him, and it turned out that this was really the case when he inquired, because Wright cooperated with Seneca Divine Favor Woollendo, who invented paper to help the temple promote the sacred codex, and there was also a companion of Woollendo, the first heir of the new generation of the Coch family, Grucoch.

St. Lean immediately had a good impression of Woolley and Gruul, but for the sake of face, he was embarrassed to show up and thank him, so he talked a little bit about Wright when he brought a cocktail to honor himself, saying that if you need my help with anything, you might as well say so.

A few days ago, Wright said very dryly: "Grandpa Rian, my best friend Woolly Greendo is in trouble and needs your help.

"What kind of trouble?" asked St. Lean.

After adding fuel to the story of Woolley's encounter with the opponent's "blocking" in Salt Marsh Town, Wright added: "One hundred thousand are in a hurry, and his subordinates have ridden all the way, and a few horses have died." "

He wrote to you to ask for it?" asked St. Lean again.

"Of course, I have a lifelong friendship with Woolleygrin, and now he is in trouble, not to mention that he sent a letter, even if he doesn't, I know that I can't stand idly by, my right? "Wright has always been endearing to St. Lean.

St. Lean nodded, the little grandson was right, and after a moment of silence, he asked again, "How are you going to help him?"

I just can't think of a way to trouble Grandpa Li An, I think, as long as those people don't dare to act rashly, I can see it, they want to squeeze Woolly Grin away from Salt Marsh Town, how can this work, if Woolley Grinder comes back with a disgraced face, he will be laughed at by others for a lifetime, I am his good friend, I have money to earn together, and I naturally have to carry it together if there is a difficulty. Wright replied.

"He's doing this, it's not easy to help, Woolledlindo is blocked from ruling because his position is the opposite of George, Wright, once I intervene, it will be tantamount to joining forces with the people behind Woolleygrindor, which will not only bring a lot of trouble to the temple, but also bring pressure to the family, Assyria, it is better to maintain the current pattern, any superfluous moves will destroy the balance. St. Lean sighed and said.

"Grandpa Rian, I understand what you mean, but Woolley Ringendo said that if the temple wants to be transcendent for a long time, it must first put itself in a position higher than the Senate and the Supreme Council, play the role of arbiter, and always supervise the Senate and the Supreme Council. Wright repeated what Woolley had taught him in the letter.

"Huh?" said Saint Lean's eyes, "Is this really what Woolly Glyndo said?"

Wright nodded.

"It's good to have this insight, but it's a pity that he doesn't know about the temple, although the status of the temple is respected, but ......" St. Lean sighed and shook his head slowly.

"But the right to speak is getting worse, and Grandpa Li An feels powerless in many things, right?" Wright asked suddenly.

St. Lean's eyes were full of surprise when he looked at Wright: "Is this what Woolledlindo said? Or did you think of it yourself?" "Woolledrindo

said it before, I wrote it down, and he also said at the time that it would not be difficult to turn this situation around. Wright shrugged.

Isn't it difficult? How is it possible? St. Lean couldn't help but shake his head, thanks to his reluctant support over the years, he was not suppressed by Qiyuan of the Senate, but the decline of the temple has been revealed, and it is not easy to turn the situation around in one fell swoop.

"Grandpa Lean, let me tell you something, Woolley Greendo knows that I will come to you, so he said in his letter, let me give you this letter when you hesitate. Wright took the letter from his bosom and handed it to St. Lean on the throne.

"Oh, he's really thoughtful. St. Lean said as he opened the letter, and after a moment, his brow furrowed tightly, for there was only one sentence on Woolley's letter to him—"Devout faith needs to be conceived by miracles."

After savoring this sentence for a while, Saint Lean's brows slowly opened, and a smile appeared at the corner of his eyes: "This Woolly Grin is really bold, interesting, and indeed worth helping." "

Worth helping? That's great, Grandpa Lean, you need to hurry, Woolley Greendo is still waiting." Wright was overjoyed and hurriedly said.

"Don't worry about this day for half a day. St. Lean waved his hand, "I'll have to talk to Connor first." "