Rome Must Fall

"Selysis...Selysis..." The young man next to him muttered it several times in a low voice before picking up the pen to write. After writing, he showed it to Selises.

The young man facing him explained: "Remember, this will be your name from now on!"

"my name?"

"Yes, your name is Celysis, that's how it is written." The young man explained seriously.

Selicis understood it. He stared at the small magical symbols on the huge piece of "cloth" and suddenly became a little excited, because no one had ever told him that his name was like this since he was born. He tried hard to remember it.

But the young man took the "cloth" back and began to ask him in detail: age, past experience, beliefs, family, status in the tribe, specialties...

Especially for the "specialty" item, the young man asked carefully and patiently explained.

Selicis also thought about it seriously: When he was young, he could serve others, so this shouldn't be considered a specialty. Later, he participated in wars for many years. Because he was young, not afraid of death, and had some luck, he actually became a warrior in the clan, but obviously he could not compare with the Knick soldiers who defeated more with less. Later, I stayed in the tribe for more than ten years...

So Celysis’s answer was – farming.

This young man was asking, and the other young man was writing carefully based on Selicis's answer. After the questioning of Selicis was over, he then started to register his wife's ethnic group, and finally started Ask the couple to stamp their fingerprints on the written list.

"You can go back." The middle-aged man said with a smile: "After a while, the tribe will send people to take you to the Danu Temple to offer sacrifices. After taking the oath and stamping the temple mark on this list, you They are the prepared people of the Nyx tribe!”

"Don't you need to ask about my child again?" Selicis pointed at his son with concern.

"No need." The middle-aged man replied: "When I asked you and your wife just now, your child's condition has been recorded. When he becomes an adult, we will register him separately."

"Eh..." The boy who just asked the question interrupted: "Your child is over six years old. You can send him to the tribal school so that he can write and do math like us in the future."

Selicis was greatly moved. When he was young, he served his master in Savatoi and had seen several druid priests writing these magical symbols during rituals. Even the noble Skodisci nobles were What I couldn't do, I was shocked just now to see these two teenagers being able to write easily.

"If his son can do it, wouldn't his status in the Nyx tribe be the same as that of the Druid priests?... Selicis thought to himself, and asked in disbelief: "This is written... …Can our children also learn to write? ! "

"Now you are basically a reserve member of the Nix tribe. Of course your children have the right to study in the tribal school, but -" the middle-aged man said in a kind tone: "To study in the school, you need to pay a small fee every year. The cost, but the cost is not high. His family also prepared ethnic minorities before—"

The middle-aged man pointed to the young man next to him: "They can all afford it. I heard that the tribe has prepared to build a school in the main village here, but now it is necessary to stabilize the situation here as soon as possible, otherwise life will not be stable, you Do you dare to let your children go to school to study?”

Selicis was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the young man who asked him before: "I would like to ask... are you also from Segestika?"

Unexpectedly, when the young man heard this, he became a little excited: "I'm not, I'm from Nix! My parents used to be from Segestica, but now they are all Nix people! Nix is ​​better than Segues Tika is much better!”

The middle-aged man immediately reminded: "Karsis, you have forgotten what I said again. You must be polite when talking to people and don't get excited or anxious, so as not to affect their impression of our tribe."

"I...I was wrong."

"It doesn't matter. You'll get used to it after a few more experiences. You've done a pretty good job. I was not as good as you when I first started working." The middle-aged man encouraged him modestly: "We have to hurry up and call the next one." Bar."

"Yes." The boy named Calsis regained his energy and shouted loudly: "Next!"

Seeing this scene, Selicis seemed to see a father teaching his child, but in fact it was a foreign man who invaded Segestica and a Segestica boy, and the two got along. But it was so harmonious and natural, which touched him a little.

There were so many thoughts in his mind that he was stunned on the spot for a moment. After being reminded by the middle-aged man, he took his wife and children out.

Before reaching the courtyard gate, I heard someone shouting from behind: "Please wait a moment!"

Selicis subconsciously turned around and saw a Knick wearing armor waving to him. He remembered that this man seemed to be named Starks, the leader of these Knick soldiers.

He asked cautiously: "Are you calling me?"

Starks replied in blunt Illyrian: "Yes, I have something to ask you...come and talk to me in the house."

After hesitating for a moment, he asked his wife and children to wait for him outside the courtyard, and then followed Starks to the hall of the main house.

As soon as the two sat down, Starks asked directly: "Are you willing to serve as the temporary director of this village and work for the Nix tribe?"

When Celysis heard this, he felt relieved: It turned out that he was not causing trouble for himself.

Then he asked again in confusion: "What is a temporary supervisor?"

"It is to help us manage this village, communicate well with the people here, try to avoid unnecessary conflicts between us and your people, and let everyone spend this special period in peace."

"Why are you looking for me?"

"Yesterday, a group of brothers from our other team (the Third Legion) came to your village to rescue the slaves of Skodishqi. After returning, they specifically mentioned you, so when I came, the legion commander also asked me to pay attention to you. I just listened to your introduction of yourself. You are an ordinary tribesman, have prestige in the tribe, and have a good relationship with Skodishqi. The Dischi people don't have much hatred, and they are the few people in this village who voluntarily joined us. You are indeed the best candidate for the temporary chief steward. "

Starks persuaded earnestly: "I'm telling you something from the bottom of my heart. I heard from our legion commander that although this temporary chief steward is only temporary, if you perform well during this period, Chief Maximus will definitely use you, because the tribe needs someone as capable as you to help manage so many reserve tribesmen, just like Aimerich before-"

"Aimerich? ..." Selisis felt that the name was somewhat familiar.

"He used to be a Skodischi slave of your Segestica tribe. He is very good at medicine and has great prestige among the Skodischi who joined the tribe. The leader soon appointed him as the medical deputy, and now he is the priest of the tribe. If you perform well, you can also be promoted to an official of the tribe during the period of preparing for the tribe, so that it will be easier for you to--"

"Okay, I agree." Before Starks finished speaking, Selisis readily agreed, which made Starks stunned for a moment: "Are you sure you want to be the temporary supervisor?"

"I'm sure!" Selisis said firmly.

When he was young, Selysis went through life and death and became a warrior in the tribe. However, because of his ordinary background, he was suppressed by the tribe leader for more than ten years. Although he didn't know the meaning of the word "official", he had remembered who Emmerich was. This druid slave doctor who was once called by the tribesmen in the Segestica tribe has now become a respected priest of the Nix tribe, so he must try his best to seize this opportunity to change his fate in the second half of his life and give his children a better future.

"Okay, that's it!" Starks slapped his thigh and grinned: "Send your wife and children home first, arrange the family affairs, and then come here, and we will start working together."

Selysis walked out of the courtyard and suddenly felt that the sky was very blue and the air was very fresh today. He took a deep breath.

His wife came up to him with concern: "Are you okay?"

"Nothing."

"What did they say to you?"

"It's a good thing, let's go home and talk about it." Selysis smiled and whispered to his wife, then took his son's hand and walked home.

When passing by the queue, a tribe member asked loudly: "Selysis, have you finished? How is it?"

"It's very simple. When you are asked to go in, just sit down and answer the questions honestly. They are all very good people. You don't have to worry at all."

"Hearing what you said, I feel relieved."

"It's not that you will feel relieved after hearing me, but after you go in, you will become a member of the Nix tribe, so you can really feel relieved!"

"Yes! Yes! Selysis, you are right!" The man nodded repeatedly, and the people around him also agreed with smiles on their faces.

Before Selysis officially became the temporary director of the village, he began to consciously perform his duties.

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Just as the First Legion was executing the orders of the Political Affairs Hall and dispatching various centurions to various villages near the West Village to start various tasks to absorb the people of Segestica and stabilize the local situation, the priest Aymerich also came to a village very close to the West Village and knocked on the door of a remote thatched house.

"Excuse me, who is it?" A hoarse male voice came from inside.

Aymerich listened carefully and replied, "It's me, Aymerich!"