Gaius Julius Caesar, the Roman ruler who left a great reputation in history, returned to his mansion. The flowers and cheers on the squares and streets seemed to still surround him, making his face There was a contented smile on his face. With the help of his attendants, he removed his decorative armor and sat in his favorite large chair to think about something.
He was thinking about Roman rule—his own rule. He had just completed the last step in the purge of this great country, and the two sons of Pompey, who started the rebellion, had been completely defeated by the Roman army, and Caesar found himself ruling the country to a certain degree. At an unprecedented peak, there is no longer any three-headed politics, and there is no need to set up a consul to share power for himself. He has become the only ruler of this country in essence, so what kind of identity should this sole ruler have?
Caesar was thinking, he had no intention—or could not find an opportunity to destroy Rome’s long-standing parliamentary system, so he would not become an emperor, and the most suitable position for him was still the consul of the republic, but that would be the only consul Officer, perhaps it should have a new name, such as Dictator.
Caesar's thoughts drifted away, as if he had seen the republic and his glorious future. He didn't know the murder he was about to face, nor did he know that in just a few decades, the man named Octavian's adopted son will make Rome complete the transformation from a republic to an empire—he doesn't even know that the twilight of the gods that happened far away from the world and is ending the rule of the gods, he only knows that it seems that an uninvited guest has broken into him room, but the guards outside the room did not move at all.
The window was closed, but a gust of wind suddenly swirled through the room. Caesar looked up to the direction of the hanging curtain, and found two men and two women standing there—these four mysterious uninvited guests were surrounded by a layer of In the hazy mist, only the outline of the figure can be roughly seen, but no details on the facial features can be discerned. They appeared in the room abruptly, as if they had been hiding behind the pillars all along.
Of course, it is impossible for people to hide in the room. Caesar had carefully confirmed it when he entered the room, and the hazy fog surrounding the two men and two women was enough to explain something: they possessed power beyond human understanding, either Of gods, or of evil spirits.
In this era, the activities of the gods are not far away from human beings. Many kings and priests have at least two or three times of dealing with the gods in their lives. Caesar is no exception, so he quickly calmed down and kept his own. As a human being, the greatest majesty that can be maintained at this moment: "What do you want from me?"
He didn't ask the names of the two men and two women in front of him, who came from where, because according to common sense, it is meaningless to ask such questions to such a guy with extraordinary power, and it may even lead to unnecessary disasters.
Hasselblad stepped forward: "Gaius Julius Caesar, we ask you some questions."
Caesar's eyes glanced to the side, as if he was looking for something that could be used as a weapon, but he didn't hesitate: "Ask."
"Have you ever heard of a name—Vivienne Ansesta," Hasselblad asked. "She is a member of the gods, but she should be traveling in your country at this moment."
Caesar's wandering eyes froze for an instant, and then he began to show a strange look on his face - there was a bit of indignation in that look, and there was embarrassment that could not be concealed, but at the same time he tried hard to control his expression , so as not to lose grace.
Hao Ren hid in the magic fog, and he knew what was going on by looking at Caesar's expression: It seems that Vivienne has already kicked the Lord into the moat once... Although it is unfair to Caesar, Hao Ren thinks this It's good news, it means that the other party has already contacted Vivienne.
It made sense for Hao Ren to come to Caesar to inquire about the situation, because he had heard about it when he was chatting with Vivienne before. To complete the laying of the foundation of the later Roman Empire and create a great cause that will be recorded in history, Vivienne's help is even indispensable.
Although Vivienne was wandering in the world at this time, suffering from the curse of poverty and unable to live a stable life, she still communicated with the locals when she stopped in a place for a short time. When she was in Rome, she used the prophet Caesar, a Roman with keen eyesight and bold speculative spirit, had noticed this strange "prophet and god" early on, and offered Vivienne a gift at a high price. ask for help.
In the Gaul War, Vivian helped the Romans defeat their enemies with the power of plague blood, and let Caesar fight all the way into the homeland of the Germans. After this war, the Greek gods uncharacteristically did not treat Rome This made Caesar believe that he had found a huge backer, and he even moved the idea of building the Temple of Blood in the city of Rome.
But just like every "god", Vivienne Ansesta is also eccentric and moody. Caesar still doesn't know how he offended the great god, and was kicked into the moat by the other party...
But now, four guys who don't know whether they are gods or evil spirits have appeared, calling for that Vivienne Ansesta, which made Caesar even more uneasy. He frowned, and suddenly felt mixed It is not wise to step among these "gods".
"You don't have to worry." Hao Ren deliberately waited for a while to let Caesar think a little more, and then said slowly, "We are her friends, you just need to tell us her whereabouts."
"She did stop in Rome," Caesar said cautiously, "but I couldn't find her except when she showed up on her own initiative—that is a god, and her whereabouts will not fall into the eyes of mortals."
"You're not telling the truth." Lily stood up, and she realized with her animal instinct that this Caesar was indeed lying.
Caesar's face twitched, and he began to wonder if the guys in front of him had the ability to detect lies, and then he spread his hands helplessly: "I can't bear the wrath of the gods—whether it's yours or hers."
"No one will vent their anger on you," Hasselblad's voice was magical, and a little imperceptible spiritual hint was poured into his voice, "On the contrary, Vivienne Ansesta will because of You appreciate us all the more for helping us. Now tell us, where is Vivian?"
Caesar's expression was in a trance for a while, but immediately there were signs of recovery: Although he was just a human being without special powers, he had an aspiration that surprised even the old witcher, Hasselblad had to temporarily increase the spiritual hint It was only with great strength that he suppressed Caesar's will.
Caesar's eyes were blank, and he spoke as if dreaming: "In the northeast corner of Rome, a block next to the city wall, she often haunts there, if she wants to see you, she will definitely show up..."
Hasselblad withdrew his magic power: "Thank you for your cooperation."
A gust of wind blew through, and Caesar woke up suddenly. When he focused his eyes again, there was no one in front of him.
Looking at the empty room and seeing the exquisite gifts presented to the Roman rulers on the table not far away, he suddenly felt dull.
"By the way, why didn't you let me play just now?" On the way to the Northeast City, Heather Anna gave Hao Ren a displeased look, "I just told that Caesar that I'm looking for my mother, so I don't need so much money." Nonsense."
"First, as far as I know, Vivienne didn't bring you to show up in front of Caesar, so Caesar didn't know that there was a small oil bottle beside Vivienne. You can only let him Even more suspicious, second, your words are too spoiling the atmosphere of the mother, is it easy for me to pretend to be cowardly?"
Heather Anna thought about it, jumped up and bit Hao Ren: "Who are you talking about?!"
Hao Ren fended off the sharp teeth of this brat king with ease: "At this moment, what else can you be to Vivienne if you are not an oil bottle? A little bat that has just become a master can sweep all directions?"
The two do not confront each other as usual, even though they have been teammates for a long time in this time and space backtracking journey. Just like this, they found the block mentioned by Caesar: close to the city wall, it was crowded with high and low buildings that looked more dilapidated than other places, and two of the houses even had obvious new buildings. There were smoky traces of the small-scale fire, and some people were surrounding the two houses talking about the fire in the kitchens of the two families in the past two days.
Hao Ren: "... Sometimes I really don't understand, is it because Vivienne can only choose poor places to live, or the place where she lived has become so poor."
Heather Anna sighed: "It must be the second one—it used to be quite prosperous here."
Everyone: "..."
After entering the block, the task of finding people fell on Heather Anna and Lily—the former had a strong telepathy for Vivienne, while the latter had a shocking dog nose. Do not compare with them.
"How is it? Have you sensed your breath?" Although anger often flares up when arguing with the little bat spirit, Hao Ren and Hesianna still talked nicely when they were doing business, "Did you think of anything else?"
"I haven't sensed the breath yet, but I do remember some bits and pieces..." Hesianna said in a nostalgic tone, and raised her finger to a stone wall not far away, "I carved it on there before." thing… "
Lily was sniffling and sniffing here and there, when she heard Hesianna's words, she looked up and shouted, "Hey, little bat, there's really something on the wall over there!"