Chapter 76 The End
◎The entire birdcage is just a gap between the shields. Want to get in? Unless the arrow can turn.◎
"Miss."
The little white horse walked slowly, and the gladiators ran to keep up.
Roni easily held onto the edge of the chariot: "Why do you let us carry shields?"
Each of them held a square shield twice the size of a round shield. This bulky shield was rarely used in gladiatorial performances and was generally used in wars to deal with javelins.
Melia stood on the chariot and shook her skirt: "I got a tip-off that someone is going to assassinate Caesar. When the time comes, you will go in with your shields..."
A brown-haired gladiator nodded desperately: "Understood! I will protect Caesar well!"
Hehe, such a good thing actually happened. If I could save Caesar from danger, not only would I become a free man on the spot, but the reward I'd get would be enough to buy my freedom, right?
"Ahem, you're overthinking it. Don't stand in front of Caesar, or he'll chop you down."
"That's right... Then, what is that used for?"
Melia patted her chest confidently, "Of course you're protecting me. There's more than one assassin. Just form a circle with your shields and don't let the archers kill me."
Clang! The image of wisdom that had been created for half a day suddenly shattered to the ground.
Okay... The gladiators looked at each other, smiled bitterly and shrugged: Whoever is the sponsor has the final say, anyway, Miss Melia is generous, so the reward is inevitable.
Elena had been walking in front of her silently until now, but after hearing her outrageous remarks, she couldn't help but interrupt: "Melia, since you're so worried, should I come and protect you too?"
"No, please don't! Ouch!"
Melia nearly fell under the wheel, but luckily there were people around, so she was grabbed by the four sides and carried back. She was then inserted back into the chariot mat.
…
"Guards? Ha, I don't need them." Caesar waved goodbye to his old friend with a smile, and when he turned around he was suddenly stunned: What is that?
A chariot came at the end of the road, but it was not the late Ophelia.
Two small white horses galloped away, and a group of sturdy female attendants waved their arms in pursuit of their master, who had fallen headfirst onto them. They could catch up, but they were afraid their armor might accidentally hit the poor little creature.
"Ha ha ha ha."
When he saw the girl stuck in the decoration, struggling headfirst, his first reaction was to burst out laughing.
"Hahahahahaha." Elena held her stomach and ran all the way, and finally grabbed the horse's head before the car crashed.
She coughed for a long time, and when Melia was carried out of the chariot by Ronnie, she covered her lips with her fist: "Ahem, are you okay?"
Melia puffed up her cheeks in anger, but held back: "Okay, I'm fine~"
After the little interlude ended, Caesar put aside his mood of watching the show and stood under the pillar with his hands folded. "Okay, Melia, how did you snatch this opportunity from Ophelia? She has been looking forward to this day for a long time."
Melia lifted her skirt, not caring at all about the damage, and raised her head proudly: "Her Royal Highness is very generous. She let me choose first in front of everyone."
"Oh~" Caesar nodded knowingly. He didn't care about the dispute between the little girls, but was a little surprised: Ophelia's acting skills were not very good. He had known that his eldest daughter was not very generous, but she could not inherit the throne anyway, so he just spoiled her.
I didn't expect Melia to change her previous reckless behavior and even Ophelia had to give way? Interesting.
Perhaps because the delay was too long, the sound of bells suddenly came from the temple.
Caesar shrugged and said, "Well, since you are today's Moon Goddess waitress, you go first?"
Melia shook her head vigorously: "No, no, if I were to be assassinated, I wouldn't be able to bear it."
Assassination... After being reminded twice in a row, Caesar finally raised his guard. His old friend and Melia both had special connections, so knowing about an assassination or two wouldn't be surprising.
He smiled, placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, and stepped into the temple without hesitation. "Is it that easy to assassinate me?"
Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling.
The priestess put down the bell and walked towards the two of them. According to the rules, it was time for Melia to kneel on the mat with Caesar and pray for Diana's blessing together.
Swoosh—Meliya quickly hid behind Ronnie. Several gladiators skillfully raised their shields and manually formed a birdcage with her as the center.
Ronnie was the last one to raise her hand and held the shield above Melia's head: Now, even if the assassin shot arrows from above, he would not be able to hurt her.
The only remaining gaps in the birdcage were the gaps between the shields. Want to get in? Unless the arrows can turn.
[No, are you guys so strict? ]
Elena almost laughed out loud after taking a look, but she quickly pursed her lips and stood to her father's right to guard against possible sudden attacks from the enemy.
The priestess knew that she was exposed, but she still smiled, held the candle, and walked towards the Roman emperor step by step.
Caesar drew his sword, but the assassin came closer and tried to entangle his arm.
"Good strength." The sword blade protruded from the chest. In this brief half second, another assassin jumped down silently and was cut in half by Elena.
The father and daughter stood back to back, looking around vigilantly.
The third and fourth assassins emerged from the shadows, attracting the fleeting blade with their lives, and the last one aimed the arrow at Caesar and pulled the bowstring hard.
The sound of breaking through the air made a strange roar, resonating in the ear canal.
The arrow evaded the two men's swords and flew towards the birdcage in an incredible arc.
The gladiators calmly adjusted their shields, blocking the arrows from all directions. Clang—it struck the outermost shield and then slid through the gap.
"Damn it!!" What the hell is this?!
Roni's eyes were bloodshot. She first knocked the shield hard. The arrow seemed like a living colloid. It was hit into a twisted circle by the huge force, and then quickly recovered in the air and continued to fly towards the girl behind her.
The gladiators drew their weapons and chopped at the arrows together with Ronnie, but it was too late.
Ding—it hit Melia's abdomen crisply and disappeared out of thin air.
Melia fell to the ground, holding her stomach.
"Miss!" Ronnie knelt on one knee and held her shoulders helplessly.
"Meliya!"
Elena lifted the shield from the ground, and time seemed to slow down.
After a few seconds, the fingers on the palm moved: "Ha, haha."
Melia clenched her fists, pulled Roni's arm, and slowly stood up. She lifted her coat in front of everyone, revealing a gold coin with a dragon and snake pattern tied underneath, pressing against her belly button.
Hahahaha - you didn't expect that, you bastard assassin, I came prepared this time!
Rose Princess' cheats are truly top priority. What a lousy magic item! A cornering pursuit arrow? Eat my hyperdimensional gold shield!
This attempt made her very happy: if the special gold coins could be copied infinitely, she would definitely make a gold coin armor to bounce any damage into the dimensional cracks!
"I was scared to death... Go home with them first and don't get involved." Elena breathed a sigh of relief and whispered in her ear.
"I know~"
Melia picked up the broken breastplate and stood on tiptoe, calling out to the distance, "Your Majesty, the Moon Goddess's maid still needs to go around the street. Should I leave now?"
Caesar raised his head from his thoughts and nodded indifferently: "Okay, go ahead." He stepped on the last assassin, who for some reason did not bite the poison sac, but lay on the ground silently.
Hehe~ As expected, as a powerful monarch, Caesar did not feel it necessary to keep everyone. He only cared about who was the mastermind and what the function of the magic weapon was.
"Retreat, retreat," Melia waved her hand at the gladiators, and they quietly ran out of the temple, carrying their heavy shields. With Caesar's order, neither the priests nor the guards outside tried to stop them.
Elena looked away, a barely perceptible smile playing on her lips. Her father's voice brought her back to consciousness. "Elena, are those Greeks still around? Call them over. No need to notify anyone else."
Greek?
Elena looked down at the ground. The assassin's accessories were indeed very Greek. However, everyone understood that the most important thing now was to maintain good relations with Greece and not allow Rome to be attacked from all sides.
What's more, the flaws revealed by these professional assassins may have been intentional.
Thinking of this, she nodded at her father and ran out quickly.
…
"Hey~ The Moon Goddess's maid is actually Melia." Antonio and his personal guard stood in the pavilion looking at the scenery.
An exquisite chariot sped away in a cloud of dust, and each of its followers looked agile and strong, not like the slaves owned by ordinary people.
However, Melia is not an ordinary person. She was able to create the Void Mine. God knows how many forces are behind her.
"Your Highness, Caesar didn't come out with her. Something must have happened." The guard answered in a serious tone, while being alert to the gazes coming from all around.
Antonio's handsomeness is an advantage most of the time, but it is nothing to his protector: everyone likes to stare at His Highness, and it is really not easy to distinguish the malice from it.
"Something's going to happen? We'll have to wait even if something happens." Antonio's teasing was a bit bitter. He lowered his voice and said, "Ophelia is a really bad choice. She can't handle the changing situation at all. What a pity, it's still Elena..."
Oh, Elena is actually walking towards him?
Antonio adjusted his posture naturally: "The moonlight is very good today."
Elena pointed at the temple with a stern expression. "Very well, come with me to see Caesar. Someone suspected of being a Greek assassin has been apprehended."
The guard and Antonio exchanged a brief glance, neither panicking. Having Elena come over to tip them off clearly meant things weren't that bad.
If Caesar had intended to make things difficult, he would have certainly sealed off the temple and sent a team of guards to capture them.
Greece is important after all.
…
Antonio walked into the temple, which was brightly lit with candles, as if it were a daytime night.
Caesar sat at the foot of the statue, and beside him lay the assassin, whose arm had been severed. He was barely breathing, but one could see that his face and clothes did have some Greek style.
"His Majesty."
He bowed respectfully and presented the prepared gift box as if he knew nothing.
"Yeah." Caesar didn't refuse, but he didn't open it on the spot.
He kicked the assassin on the ground and sneered, "Alright, stop playing dead. The real culprits you want to frame are here. If you have anything else to say, say it quickly. The assassins are waiting."
"Cough, cough, cough." The assassin spat out a mouthful of blood and pointed his bloodshot irises at Antonio. Antonio's expression remained unchanged. After all, everyone present knew that the cooperation between Rome and Greece was... temporarily unbreakable.
"My arrow."
Just when everyone thought he would say something like [“My arrow was given to me by Antonio. He bought the magic weapon at xxx in xxx.”].
The assassin lowered his head. "Originally, it was supposed to be... specifically tracking the Roman Emperor."
He breathed his last.
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