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After hearing such words, can you still not understand what His Majesty the Emperor means?He immediately said: "Your Majesty, send that slave to your bedroom now?"

The tyrant just smiled slightly: "What's the meaning of the bedroom? Today is Luperitia. There is nothing more interesting than playing with a little lamb in the temple."

The attendant was startled, did His Majesty plan to make fun of that slave in front of the gods?It is not without such precedents in the past, but in a place where the gods can see, in front of the high priest... It is indeed a pioneering feat that can only be done by such a courageous monarch as His Majesty Sius.

"Where's my mask?" Sius asked back.

"Your Majesty, here is your mask." He took out a black-gold mask. Just by looking at its material, you can tell how expensive it is. The seamless patterns and smooth lines make it even more valuable-this It is a work of art specially prepared for the masquerade in the temple today.

Sius took the mask and put it on his face, covering his slightly delicate face, only revealing a pair of aggressive eyes.

The expression in those eyes was exactly the same as that of Vibia who was about to eat.

Tata took Saturday around to the back door of the temple. There was a small gap left in the marble door. Tata took Saturday into the door with ease. The dark apse was filled with the smell of joss sticks. When it came down, there were strands of light falling from a high place and falling on the huge ram horn sculpture.

Saturday couldn't help raising his head and observing the shofar-shaped god. He was a little surprised to find that the god's face was ugly, his eyes were slightly narrowed, and his lips were so thin that they were barely there. There was a kind of—— A lewd look.

Saturday frowned. He had never seen a solemn statue of Baoxiang before, but he had never seen such an evil sculpture in a temple.

"$#%&!" Tata ran two steps away, but found that Saturday hadn't followed, hurried back and grabbed his arm, dragged him behind the statue, walked along a path, and came to a hidden cubicle inside.

There is a ray of light coming in from the stone window carved with hollow patterns, illuminating the painted strokes on the wall. Saturday's eyes widened. Although the murals are elegant in lines and bright in color, the content of the paintings inside... is really a bit unbearable head.

A lamb has its hooves curled up, its belly up, and a monster with horns and a human body is lying on top of it.

Saturday thought to himself, as expected of the ancient Romans who were famous for their openness, there were such things even in temples, but this strange man with horns is the statue outside, right?In this way, he is still a god... Even the cute lamb is not spared, this taste is really strong.

On Saturday, he was stroking his chin to appreciate the rough folk customs. Here, Tata was lying on the ground with a plop, with all five bodies on the ground, and only his buttocks were raised high.

Saturday was taken aback. Looking carefully, Tata was bowing to a small fountain pool carved in marble, and kissed the cold edge with his lips.

Tata's posture is really funny, his buttocks were originally hidden in the dark red linen skirt, but now the skirt is lifted to the back of the waist, revealing two petals of black and firm buttocks, but his eyes are tightly closed, Kissing the fountain pool, which is more than ten centimeters higher than the ground, looks extremely intoxicated.

Saturday was thinking that he respected Tata's belief, as long as Tata didn't pull him to do this action together.

Unexpectedly, at the next moment, Tata seemed to have a heart-to-heart, turned her head, and gave Saturday a reproachful look, as if she was blaming him for being so ungrateful and why he didn't kneel down together.

Step back Saturday.

After some gestures by Tata, Saturday finally understood that Tata meant to let him drink the spring water.Tata made a duck mouth gesture, as if telling Saturday that as long as he drank the spring water, he could speak.

Saturday was skeptical, but thinking that the spring water in the temple must be clean, he bent down, knelt by the fountain, picked up a handful of clear spring water with both hands, and brought it to his mouth.

At this time, he saw the surface of the spring water, above the sparkling waves, there seemed to be dots of light spots shining on it. When he looked carefully, he looked familiar, like rows of small black characters, reflected on the light green background.

This green is so familiar...

Suspecting that he was hallucinating on Saturday, he took a sip of the water in his hand, and then let it go. The water splashed on the water surface, breaking up the small black characters, and swaying away with the waves, turning into a phantom.

When the water surface calmed down, those little black characters appeared again!

Saturday was stunned at first, and then calmed down. He thought of a possibility, grabbed the edge of the pool with both hands, raised his body and looked inside the bottom of the pool—sure enough, there was a shiny thing there, about the size of a palm, Saturday He stretched out his hand to fish out the thing, and the tentacles had the texture of a stone. When he held it up in front of him, it was a flat rectangular stone tablet with a green light on it, which was the light green that was projected on the water just now.

Just one look at it on Saturday and I was ecstatic.

Then he heard Tata's voice behind him: "What's that, my dear little mute?"

Saturday was startled, and then he realized that he could understand what Tata was saying!

The spring water was indeed miraculous enough—however, what was even more miraculous was the small stone tablet he held in his hand.

The pictures and words displayed on the surface of this small stone tablet are none other than the comments under Chapter 108 Anti-Theft of "The Overbearing President's Special Assistant"!

Those comments have been read countless times on Saturday, while waiting for Chen Ke to come back, so when he first saw the small black characters on the stone tablet, Saturday was ecstatic.

In this world, anything can happen, but he never imagined that he could pick up something that could replace PAD and mobile phone.

On Saturday, he held the stele tightly and pressed it tightly to his chest, not feeling cold at all. He smiled happily and said, "Thank you, Tata."

The pronunciation of "Tata" was taught by the dark-skinned young slave to Saturday, so it was not surprising that he could pronounce it on Saturday, but he was surprised that he could speak a foreign language fluently and move himself.

Tata interpreted this success as an expected miracle!

"Little mute, what's your name?" Tata asked excitedly.

"My name is——" Turning around on Saturday, I found that at some point, the stone door of the side hall was cracked, and a strange man wearing a black and gold mask was standing there.

"Charon," the weird name first came to mind on Saturday, "my name is Charon."

"Charon." Tata looked Saturday up and down, "This burly name doesn't quite match you."

Saturday's eyes fell on the mysterious man standing at the door. He instinctively felt a chill behind his back. This man was very dangerous. Behind the black gold mask was a pair of hunter's eyes, sharp and cold, because the golden mask bulged Shaped and hidden in the shadows, it is even more unpredictable.

The mysterious man didn't know when he stood there, and he didn't know how much he saw. On Saturday, he subconsciously hid the stele in his skirt and tied it with a belt.

"What's the matter?" Tata sensed Saturday's vigilant gaze, he turned his head and saw the door half open, "What did you see?"

The moment Tata looked back, the man in the black-gold mask turned and walked away. He was wearing a black robe with unusual dark-gold patterns on the material.Although Saturday didn't know much about the dressing etiquette in ancient Rome, as far as he observed, the more you wear here, the higher your status, and the least dressed are slaves like him and Tata.

So, who would that person be?Is it a priest here?

"boom--"

The four stone doors of the temple fell down, blocking the communication channel with the outside world, the lights in the long corridor were lit, illuminating the strokes, the wild and primitive horn sounded, and the sacrificial ceremony of the temple officially started.

"Oops!" Tata turned pale, took Saturday's hand, and ran out.

What appeared in front of them was no longer the back door of the temple with a gap, but a stone wall that fit perfectly.

Tata put her body against the stone wall to try to push the door open, and Saturday helped.

However, Shimen remained motionless.

"The sacrifice actually started ahead of time... We must not let people find out that we are not slaves of the temple." Tata said with a sad face.

"We've been spotted," he said Saturday, describing to Tata the appearance of the mysterious man who had just stood behind the door.

Tata looked blank, saying that he had never seen such a priest.

"Maybe it's the nobles in the palace." Tata said, "Besides His Majesty Sius, there will be many single nobles who will come to participate in the sacrificial ceremony of Luperia. They will dance together and wear masks. Maybe a marriage will be established."

"Festival of the Faun?" Saturday finally captured this key word, "Is this god like a Faun?"

"Why don't you even know this? The God of Faun is also called God of Pan, the god who is in charge of love and fertility." Tata said, repeating the custom of the Faun's Day.

It was only on Saturday that I realized why so many women gathered on the side of the street, expecting the tyrant to whip them—they were there to get pregnant, no wonder they stamped their feet angrily after being squeezed away by him.

"Anyway, the nobles also bring a lot of attendants and slaves, we might as well mix among them until the ball is over, and then leave with the big troops - I'm really smart." Tata couldn't help praising himself, he was a person who said that the wind is the rain, After thinking of a way, pull up Saturday and walk to the front hall.

On Saturday, he wanted to reject Tata's suggestion, and it was obviously not a wise decision to rush into the sacrificial ceremony rashly, but when he saw the attendants wearing long scarves obliquely, his heart was faintly moved again.

A few minutes later, Saturday changed into the attendant's long clothes, and he fastened the slate firmly to his short skirt, even if he moved his waist, it would not be affected.He wore the most common white mask on his face, so that the turban was unnecessary, and it was just right for a masquerade.

Tata was still wearing slave clothes and a white mask on his face. He poked his head out of the locker room in a panic, and happened to see a group of servants and slaves dressed in the same clothes passing by, so he dragged Saturday into the team .