Have You Considered Xinyue to Be a Military Division?

"After all, across the ocean, many people think that Britannia is still a primitive island,

And it's not just ordinary people. When the Roman legions invaded 100 years ago, the soldiers thought there were man-eating monsters on the island. "

Romanio sighed softly: "But in fact, since the Romans landed on the island, this island has been the same as other Roman provinces."

Martha nodded half-understanding, thinking of her own hometown as well.

"Then, are you here because of that notice?" Romagno suddenly leaned over.

Martha was a little uncomfortable with the approach of the strange man, took half a step back and nodded: "So, are you too, Ro...Magno?"

The young man nodded heartily, looking eager to try: "Well, but I'm not doing it for atonement, but for taking risks!"

"Adventure..."

Martha blinked, thinking of the journey she had taken all the way from Judea to here, looking at this man was like seeing herself: "Sure enough, when you talk, it seems like you have been to many places!"

"The place he is about to go to is not only here, but also the underworld!"

A cold voice inserted between the two of them, like a knife coming across.

The air seemed to be frozen instantly.

Martha's heart skipped a beat.

Someone stood behind Romario at some point!

The man was hidden in the shadows, but his tall and slender figure could be vaguely seen, his long hair was tied into a ponytail, his brows and eyes were like swords in the darkness, and he was squinting at Martha and the blond young man coldly.

A dagger pierced through the night, and quietly stuck to Romario's neck, the chill stabbed Bai Jiu's skin.

"Aha, long time no see...uh..."

Romario's face turned pale, and he tried to call out the name of the woman behind him with a stiff smile: "Vinia?"

"Don't guess, I'm not one of those women you've lied to." The woman said lightly, pacing slowly, and walked out from behind Romagno.

"Eh!"

The blond young man was stunned, his calm expression collapsed in an instant, and he said dissatisfiedly: "Then why are you looking for me?

Since I haven't lied to you, then I haven't done anything to be sorry to you! ! "

After Romanio finished speaking, he thought for a while and added: "...it should be."

"Eh, liar?" Maerda looked dumbfounded.

Only then did the woman notice this pretty little girl, with long blue hair and fair skin, who looked like she had never been hammered by the ruthless world.

"Oh, scum!"

The woman frowned slightly, raised the dagger in her hand a little more, and cursed angrily: "Only this kind of little white rabbit can be fooled by you!"

"Hey, hey, don't talk nonsense without evidence, I just see this lady's helpless look, and I can't help but want to help!" Romagno argued.

"Then, how about tricking people into bed and leaving all the money they got?" the woman said.

Romanio showed a bitter look on his face, and smiled flatteringly: "Ah, that, are you sure I haven't met you before?"

"Hmph! How could I be deceived by someone like you!"

"So, it's true?" Mirtha's eyes trembled as she looked at the young man with disgust in her eyes.

"Wrong, little white rabbit, you should say that there is nothing real about this man,"

The woman gave the golden retriever a hard look, and said, "The name is fake, the identity is fake, just relying on that pretty face, I have deceived many women..."

"What do you mean relying on face!"

Romagno argued: "You are naive to think that you can be deceived only by your appearance!"

The woman ignored it, and said calmly: "Oh, by the way, I even cheated a lot of men."

Martha was stunned, glanced at the handsome face of the golden retriever, and instantly pushed back three steps, widening the distance.

"Hey, enough of the stinky women!"

Romanio was really angry: "Don't smear people's innocence out of thin air, I'm not interested in men!!"

"I don't care if you're interested or not, you cheated a man on the boat before, hand it over!" the woman snapped.

Romanio froze: "Hey, how do you know..."

Just after asking here, the woman over there greeted the person who had just disembarked.

"Hey, Marcus, you're finally off the boat, come and see, is this the guy?"

"Marcus?" Romagno was somewhat familiar with the name.

The thin man trotted over, panting with his knees kicked, while looking at the blond young man in front of him.

The two looked at each other.

Romanio suddenly realized: "Ah, it's you..."

The thin man also nodded in confirmation, and said to the woman: "Miss Aiya, it's him, everything you want me to find is on him."

The ponytail woman got a satisfactory answer, turned around to face the golden retriever, and the blade was directly attached to the throat.

"So you heard, what?"

"Well, I think it's better for everyone not to use the knife." Mierda came up at this time, trying to persuade her.

"Ah, you are simply an angel, Miss Martha!" Romagno turned his head, gazed affectionately, with tears in his eyes.

"You're kidding me, village girl White Rabbit, please don't use your Christian tricks on me!" The woman turned her head and said viciously.

"Eh...although I'm quite angry when you scold me,"

Mierda pouted and sighed: "But I don't mean to help this scum."

Romanio froze.

"Then why did you come here to persuade me?" The woman frowned.

"I just want to tell you, can you restrain yourself..."

Martha shrank her neck, like a frightened little rabbit, and weakly pointed around: "...There is too much movement here, and others are watching us."

The woman, the golden retriever and the thin man froze at the same time, looking around.

Countless pairs of eyes were looking at him, a bunch of people eating melons.

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Chapter 141 Chapter 140 The Suicide Squad (No)

On the cliff, Roman soldiers lined up along the edge of the cliff.

Paulinus stood with the adjutant, watching the commotion of the disembarking crowd.

"Hmph, I'm quite angry." Paulinus commented lightly.

"Do you want me to go down and stop them?" The adjutant frowned.

As a soldier, such undisciplined people are naturally unattractive, let alone the group of people below are criminals and mercenaries.

"Forget it, these people are like this,"

Paulinus raised his hand: "But anyway, I don't want them to be soldiers, so it doesn't matter."

"We don't want them to be soldiers, so why do we hire these people?" The adjutant was puzzled.

"Hey, you can't say that, there is a Roman proverb called 'everyone is useful',

Although our soldiers are well-disciplined and high-quality, their temperament is always too conspicuous. If they sneak into the enemy's city, they will be able to see something wrong at a glance. "

Paulinus said, pointing down: "And if you look at these people and let them in, whoever can tell will only think that a group of hooligans have come to the city."

"But this kind of person is also very difficult to control. If we haven't gained anything, we will be arrested." The adjutant complained.

"If you catch it, you will catch it. Anyway, they don't know any key information, and..."

Paulinus didn't care, squinted his eyes, and looked at the men and women who were watching: "It seems that this time I cast a net and caught a big fish."

"Big fish?"

I saw crowds gathering and watching under the cliff.

In the open space, a woman with a dark complexion and a slender figure is threatening a handsome blond man with a knife.

Behind the woman was a thin middle-aged man with a submissive look, and beside the three of them, a girl with long blue hair was trying to persuade them.

"Tell me the information of those four people." Paulinus suddenly ordered.

......

"Romanio Campbell, a German, a swindler, was sentenced to life as a slave for defrauding many noble ladies, and was supposed to be sent to the Danube mining area..."

The adjutant shouted out the identity and crimes of the blond young man.

Feeling the commotion behind him and the glances of the soldiers in front of him, the handsome blond man had a sense of returning to the courtroom.

No matter how thick-skinned he is, he can't help being a little shorter.

Finally finished reading, he sat down cleanly, after a while.

"Marcus Manlius, a former Roman citizen, was arrested for stealing a tomb and sentenced to life as a slave..." the adjutant shouted again.

This time the thin middle-aged man stood up, folded his arms, bent his waist, and pointed his eyes obliquely at the ground, with his bald head facing straight ahead.

"You really are a Roman!" Romario sighed in a low voice just after sitting down.

"It's just that people like you who take their name as Rome will kneel and lick Rome!"

The black-skinned woman taunted: "And you didn't hear, 'former Roman citizen', used to be, but not now!"

Mierda subconsciously turned her head and looked at the middle-aged man.

The man lowered his eyelids, the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly, and sat down silently.