Chapter 614: The "filial son" holds a sword in his hand and chops the "loving mother"
"Is there?"
Lorne blinked, pretending to be confused.
Astraea remained unmoved and sneered:
"Stop pretending! Tell the truth, did you guys collude in advance?"
"God knows what I am doing! I have nothing better to do than to collude with that woman!"
"Then how did you know as soon as she left the house?"
"Of course it's because I arranged some spies in advance."
As Loen spoke, he raised his hand slightly, and a silver-white metal sphere appeared in his palm.
As the blade-shaped shell opened, the ruby that served as the core inside was revealed, flickering with a unique rhythm, projecting scenes of various areas of the city of Rome before the two people's eyes.
"Isn't this a gadget that the Bronze Clan researched?"
Astraea poked the magic device in front of her, and then suddenly realized,
"Oh, you spread these things in front of the prison gate and the woman's home in advance, and were responsible for monitoring their every move, right?"
"What else? The woman you slapped in the street is the current Queen of Rome. She wants to help you settle the matter peacefully. I have to pay more attention to her."
Hearing the complaints in those words, Astraea couldn't help but scratch her head innocently:
"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you."
"That's good to know!"
"But I always feel like you're hiding something from me."
"That's your illusion. Don't be suspicious all the time."
Although his rebuttal seemed justified on the surface, Loen couldn't help but admire Astraea's almost instinctive insight.
Of course, it is impossible that he spent so much effort to set up the stage and perform the show just to trick the hot-blooded idiot in front of him into joining the pirate ship and use it as a fulcrum to change the situation in Rome. This is what he really intends to do.
Seeing that Astraea was about to speak, Loen immediately raised his hand and pointed outside the wall:
“Someone!”
At the same time, an obvious wave of magical power was heard in the night.
Astraea immediately stood up angrily, cracking her finger bones and angrily said:
"Alright, you've come to my door so soon, I'll beat you bastards who are bending the law for personal gain tonight!"
As soon as she finished her words, she turned into a stream of golden light and rushed towards the source of the sound.
"We've been discovered, run!" The childish voice echoed in the darkness.
Floating Latin words formed a triangular door of light in mid-air, trying to open a space passage.
Want to run?
Astraea sneered and turned the golden scale on the hilt, muttering solemnly:
"The court is in session now!"
In an instant, thousands of starlight fell and turned into a solemn and majestic star court, cutting off the spatial connection between the inside and the outside.
After a burst of crackling sounds, Astraea drove four little guys, less than 1.2 meters tall and covered in dust, into the yard.
While Luo En was leisurely drinking herbal tea, he asked unhappily:
"Tell me, what are you doing here?"
"Don't you miss me, teacher?"
Nero, who was in the lead, blinked with an innocent look on his face.
In comparison, the three destined ones behind were much more honest.
"You've been out for so long and haven't come back..."
“We are worried about…”
"So I followed secretly to see..."
But the three pairs of eyes that occasionally stole glances at each other proved that their confessions were not entirely true.
Lorne stood up and knocked on the four little heads one by one:
"Look at me? Are you looking at what's fun here? You just want to play outside all day long. You're not a good student!"
The little guys whose thoughts were exposed held their heads and begged for mercy.
And Luo En was not really angry. After giving a little punishment, he said:
"But it's good that you're here..."
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Just as the four little guys were wondering, a dull sound of footsteps like thunder came from the street in the distance and surrounded the entire house at a very fast speed.
"Listen, everyone inside. You are suspected of murdering the queen. Put down your weapons and walk out of the yard immediately. If you resist, you will be killed without mercy!"
At the signal from Agrippina the Younger, a member of the Divine Blood Guard shouted to the courtyard.
Here we come!
Lorne stretched, turned his head to look at Alexander behind him, and asked with interest:
"Two Roman Centurions, all of whom are Praetorian Guards with divine blood. Can you and your men stop them?"
"A quarter of an hour!"
Alexander glanced at the team of about 20 people behind him and said proudly,
"It only takes me a quarter of an hour to defeat them head-on and bring you victory!"
Although there is a ten-fold difference in numbers, how could a group of old soldiers who have been living in a honeypot possibly defeat these battle-hardened companions behind them?
God's blood? Who isn't?
At the same time, Agrippina the Younger outside the courtyard saw that there was no response, and with a flash of excitement and cruelty in her eyes, she immediately waved her hand and ordered:
"Release your arrows, shoot all these bastards to death!"
The accompanying archers immediately drew their bows and shot out three rounds of arrows in succession.
However, the rain of arrows fell into the courtyard, but there was no response at all, like a drop in the ocean.
The two centurions frowned, drew their swords and ordered:
"Go in and take a look!"
Dozens of Roman God's Blood Guards raised their spears and shields, drew their swords, and rushed into the yard with their captains as spearheads.
Alexander was so excited when he saw the enemy coming in that he immediately jumped on the chariot driven by two flying bulls, drew his sword and ordered:
"Friends, protect His Highness!"
The chariots representing conquest and devastation rumbled across the ground, and purple-red arcs of lightning shot out in all directions like spears, knocking down the rushing Divine Blood Guards in large numbers.
More than 20 Macedonian warriors in the yard picked up swords and shields, followed Alexander's chariot with a grin, and further divided the chaotic enemy.
They understand that this is an entry test.
If they want to win the favor of the god of wine behind them and get a job in the Roman Empire, they must prove that they are stronger than these two divine blood guards and more qualified to become the sharp blade to protect the Roman royal power.
With swords, shields and spears brandished, more than twenty people rushed like tigers into a flock of sheep.
Thanks to Alexander's instructions, the Macedonian warriors did not kill them completely.
But even so, the screams were still audible.
The Roman soldiers, who were caught off guard, fell to the ground wailing, holding their broken limbs or stabbed abdomens.
The two Roman centurions were shocked when they saw this.
Didn't they say that they were to come and do something for Her Majesty the Queen, to catch a man and a woman who were suspected to be assassins?
Why are there so many Macedonians in this yard? And it seems to be an army!
At this moment, before they could think about it, all the Divine Blood Guards who rushed into the yard had been knocked down.
The two centurions realized that something was wrong and hurriedly withdrew from the yard, trying to reorganize their formation.
However, Alexander did not give them this opportunity at all. He drove his Thunder Chariot recklessly, leading more than 20 Macedonian warriors behind him to continuously advance.
The two armies of the Divine Blood Guards were routed and retreated all the way to the carriage at the end of the team.
Agrippina the Younger stepped out of the carriage and was furious: "You are a bunch of rubbish, get out of here!"
Several priests in white robes stepped forward from behind the carriage she was riding in, raised their hands, chanted divine words, and used the enormous power of faith accumulated in the city of Rome to activate the most powerful spells they knew.
For a moment, the sky was filled with thunder and raging waves.
"They are mine, don't steal them!"
Before Alexander could make a move, Astraea rushed out of the yard yelling, tearing the thunder in the sky and the waves with her arms, and then slapped the priests who had aided and abetted the evil one by one, slapping their white teeth.
As the goddess of justice, the most important thing is to keep your word.
If we say we will make them look for their teeth on the ground, then we will make them look for their teeth on the ground!
When she saw the enemy who had slapped her several times during the day rushing towards her aggressively, Agrippina the Younger was frightened and hurriedly turned around and ran off the carriage, trying to escape in the chaotic situation.
Her life was so precious, how could she possibly fight to the death with the untouchables on the field?
So what if I can fight? So what if I have help?
Can it still compete with the entire empire?
Just wait! When I get back with enough people, I will show you what I can do to you bastards!
Just as Agrippina the Younger was thinking maliciously about how to take revenge, she stepped on empty air and fell into a golden triangular door.
After a dizzy fall from a high altitude, she landed heavily in a yard:
"Who?! Who dares to attack......"
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Before she could finish her words, four empty wine jars hit her head one after another.
Agrippina the Younger's eyes rolled back, and she fell to the ground, completely fainting.
"Yohoo, great success!"
The four little ones clapped their hands excitedly, celebrating together the combined attacking skills they had just mastered.
Looking at Nero who was dancing with joy, Lorne reminded him quietly:
"This seems to be your mother..."
"Ah, why didn't you say so earlier!"
Nero was slightly stunned, his face full of annoyance.
Then, the son of God of the Roman Empire decisively bent down, picked up two empty wine jars, and happily smashed them on the head of his so-called "mother".
Luo En: “…”
Well, his worries were unnecessary.
In history, this mother and son were enemies who wanted to kill each other. Now that there is no blood relationship between them, it is just a simple adoptive relationship. The personalities of both parties are extremely incompatible. How much family affection can there be?
gas.
"If you hit her again, be careful not to kill her."
Hearing the voice in his ear, Nero reluctantly put down the empty wine jar in his hand, with regret written all over his little face.
When she was fostered in Claudius's home, she was often scolded by this woman.
But the temple didn't like to interfere in the internal affairs of the seven clans. She had no place to complain, so she naturally accumulated a lot of resentment towards this woman.
"Take her to the private residence on the top of the mountain and lock her up. You are responsible for her care."
Nero nodded excitedly upon hearing this.
"Don't kill anyone."
Luo En gave a warning, then turned his gaze to the three sons of destiny and said,
"You are responsible for reporting the situation here to Venus and the Pantheon. By the way, let Cassandra pass a message to Claudius I."
"What?"
"His wife led the Blood Guards to surround the city's residences late at night, intending to kill the Roman Son of God, the messenger of the Triumvirate of Fate, the Greek goddess of justice, the Macedonian prince, and me, the god of wine. What on earth does he want to do?"
The three sons of destiny nodded in agreement, immediately opened the space gate, and went to various places to deliver letters.
"So you used me to seduce that woman into making a mistake so that her husband, the current Roman Emperor, could step down! How cunning!"
Astraea, who had just finished a fight, walked in from outside the yard and glared at a bad friend angrily.
Luo En spread his hands, looking very innocent:
"He didn't take good care of his wife, can you blame me?"
According to the Pantheon's idea, it was originally planned to wait until the Roman emperor grew old and died of natural causes, and then smoothly transfer power to Nero, the son of God.
But the connections between the major gods' eras are becoming increasingly close. Now that the war of gods is imminent, Loen can't wait that long, so naturally he can only ask His Majesty the Emperor to vacate his seat in advance.
Although Claudius I was a mediocre man and did not make any great achievements during his reign, he also did not make any major mistakes.
If it was driven down without any reason, it would inevitably cause internal turmoil in the Roman Empire.
Just when Loen was having a headache, he happened to run into Agrippina the Younger and Astraea who were having a conflict on the street.
So, the breakthrough came like this:
Just because there was nothing wrong with Claudius I doesn't mean his good wife was flawless.
Historically, this was an uneasy crazy woman.
As expected, with just a little provocation from Loen, little Agrippina dared to secretly mobilize two teams of Divine Blood Guards to come to the city to find trouble with him and Astraea.
His wife had caused such a big mess, and Claudius I, as her husband, had no chance of clearing himself from suspicion.
Next, it depends on whether the emperor is willing to be decent himself or let the Pantheon help him be decent.
Luo En thought about it and took a sip of the scented tea comfortably.
At this time, the battle outside the mansion had ended. Alexander was not exaggerating. It only took him a quarter of an hour to wipe out the two hundred-man squadrons of the Divine Blood Guards outside.
Now, these Roman flower stands, which are only for show, are lying on the ground wailing.
Several captured priests, under the supervision of Macedonian warriors, chanted the words of God with their leaky mouths and treated the wounded.
Seeing that things could not be resolved in a short time, Loen handed over the finishing work on the scene to Caesar and Alexander, and took Astraea back to the private residence on the top of the mountain.
"There is ambrosia in the cellar, cakes in the kitchen, and prisoners in the guest room. Do whatever you want. I am tired anyway and need to rest for a while."
After giving a brief explanation, Loen left Astraea and walked into the bedroom yawning, enjoying a rest after a busy day.
I slept until noon the next day.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Cassandra outside:
"Is Claudius I here?"
"He arrived last night and said he wanted to meet you."
"Where are the people?"
"Waiting outside the gate."
"You didn't let him in?"
"Without orders, I will not let him in to disturb your peace."
Hearing Cassandra's righteous answer, Loen didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
So, they left the current Roman Emperor outside the door all night?
"Come on, follow me and take a look."
Lorne walked quickly out of the yard and opened the door.
I saw an old man with gray hair, thin body and sad face kneeling in front of the steps in an uncoordinated posture.
——The humiliation of Canossa?
The scene before him reminded him of the famous historical event in which theocracy prevailed over imperial power.
But unfortunately, he was not the mortal Pope of Rome, and his opponent was not the powerful German Emperor Henry IV.
Lorne shook his head and asked:
"Are you Claudius I? Agrippina the Younger's husband?"
Hearing the voice beside his ear, the sleepy old man suddenly woke up and kowtowed hurriedly:
"Lord Dionysus, please understand that the Klaus family has served the gods for generations, and I am loyal to the temple! This is definitely a misunderstanding!"
Seeing the gray-haired head hitting the bluestone slabs repeatedly, Nero, who followed over, felt sorry for him and quietly tugged at the corner of Loen's clothes.
To be fair, this adoptive father was pretty nice to her.
Luo En sighed and said, "Forget it, get up and talk."
Claudius I stood up shakily, but because he had been up all night, the Roman emperor was trembling with every step, as if he might fall down if a gust of wind blew.
Weak, slow, and with obvious physical defects, this is the first impression he gives people. If it weren't for the crown on his head, he would be inconspicuous in the crowd.
And this is indeed the case.
During his childhood and adolescence, Claudius had obvious defects in appearance due to physical disabilities and polio. As a result, he lacked vitality both physically and mentally and was not liked by his family.
His mother Antonia often called him "a freak of nature, born only of nature, but not completed by nature."
The reason why he was able to ascend the throne was not because of his talent, but precisely because of his mediocrity and weakness.
——Nero needs a mediocre person to take over until his mental development matures.
——In short, this is a transitional tool.
Lorne shook his head and reached out his hand to stroke Claudius I's head.
Golden light poured into his body, instantly activating the Roman emperor's congested energy and blood, and awakening the divine fire in his body.
Feeling the endless vitality in his body, Claudius I was ecstatic and knelt down to the god again:
“Thank you for your grace.”
"This is a reward for your hard work."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lorne's face fell.
"But now that the rewards are given, let's discuss what happened yesterday. Come in."
Claudius I was startled and followed the god into the courtyard with trepidation.
(End of this chapter)
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