Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

After all, the one who was truly anxious was Lucius, not him...

For the night, it doesn't matter what Rome becomes.

As long as he has a stable environment and can become stronger through a simulated universe, it makes no difference to him whether the city beneath his feet is the capital of Rome or the capital of Italy.

Lucius, however, was different. The problems of the Alliance War had been troubling him for a long time, and he urgently needed a truly workable solution.

Given this man's strategic vision and his historical record, it's impossible that he couldn't see that Rome was already on the decline. Continuing the civil war would only make neighboring countries, such as Pontus, laugh at the situation.

Lucius: "What do you want to say..."

Night: "Actually, you can figure it out just by thinking about it."

If Rome wins, it will only temporarily suppress the voices of resistance, but as long as everyone except the Romans is not wiped out, how far away will the next alliance war be?

The consequences of the Allied victory in the war are self-evident.

Neither of these outcomes is something you want to see.

But unless all of Rome’s allies are wiped out, the Romans and their allies, such as the Italians, will never give up their struggle.

The solution to this problem is actually quite simple, and you know it very well...

It just requires sacrificing the interests of some people who have been obstructing the resolution of the problem.

Night's words resonated almost perfectly with Lucius's heart.

Lucius felt a chill run down his spine; he knew who Ye had mentioned were those whose interests had been harmed…

The nobles, led by the Senate, and even himself, were among many nobles.

However, he was not as power-hungry as those corrupt members of the Senate.

Having fought for a long time and witnessed firsthand the fratricidal carnage during the Allied Wars, Lucius had long harbored the idea of ​​rebelling.

He couldn't bear to see Rome continue its internal strife. But this path was difficult—

Without the help of others, he had no confidence in succeeding.

Lucius: "What exactly are you trying to say..."

Night: "Of course, we're talking about how to grant Roman citizenship to everyone."

If the Senate could pass a policy granting Roman citizenship to everyone, then the allied powers would have no reason to continue their resistance.

What they want is the same thing I want. If it weren't for the influence of the Allied Wars, with the power of the Julius family, obtaining Roman citizenship for me would have been quite simple.

The words spoken in the night were startling, and Lucius's expression suddenly changed.

He never expected that this young man would actually say something that couldn't be mentioned in the capital of Rome.

Especially in front of himself, a high-ranking figure in Rome.

Lucius Caesar: "You actually want to persuade the Senate to pass a new Roman citizenship law!"

Although it's not illegal to bring up this topic.

Every free citizen has the right to freedom of speech, but what was the fate of the last tribunal who dared to speak up for those Allied people...?

Lucius Caesar took a deep breath: "Let's leave this topic here."

You can ask around and see what happened to the last person who had this idea.

He was a tribunal for the people, but he still died in an assassination attempt.

The cause of this war was this assassination.

For now, I can pretend I didn't hear what they just said—

You can make a new request.

Just a reminder, young man... don't tell anyone what you just thought.

I won't lay a hand on you because you saved the future heir of the Julius family.

But other nobles might not be able to resist.

Night shook his head, and said calmly, "The tribune you're talking about is Drusus, isn't he?"

On my way to Rome, I learned from Haruman about the origins of this war.

However—extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures.

Those who previously blocked the implementation of this bill may not continue to do so.

If the content of the bill is slightly modified, those people might still agree.

Just as you're tired of this war, everyone is tired of it.

Chapter Sixty-Two: The Shackles on the Mind Will Not Disappear

Will they not stop it again?!

Lucius Caesar fell silent, this time genuinely somewhat persuaded.

No, it's not so much that the night persuaded him, but rather that he already had this idea deep down.

Otherwise, Ye, who had never studied eloquence or anything like rhetoric, would not have been confident that he could persuade a powerful figure in the upper echelons of the Roman class with just a few words.

How could someone who has reached this point have a weak mind? How could they possibly change their mind because of a few words?

But he was merely expressing a thought that already existed deep within Lucius's heart.

Lucius, who had never dared to tell anyone about this idea, was perhaps wavering in hesitation and indecision.

All Ye had to do was be the one who encouraged him to take that step.

He felt that Ye was right about one thing: the war had lasted so long that even the nobles in the Senate had suffered enormous economic losses.

The issue of military expenditure for each war was always the most hotly debated topic at the conference.

Warfare costs money. Continuing the civil war would not only make Rome a laughing stock for other countries, but Rome's treasury would also be unable to sustain the ever-increasing military expenditures.

With Rome's power weakened by war, would other surrounding nations, eyeing it covetously, let it go?

Just as Lucius began to fall silent, weighing the pros and cons...

Night suddenly uttered a sentence that dealt him a heavy blow: "The Rome of today could very well be the Carthage of the past."

Boom! As if thunder had exploded in his mind, a look of horror flashed in Lucius's eyes, and his hair stood on end.

Comparing Rome and Carthage—?

His face darkened as he recalled the words of Scipio Africanus, the Roman military genius.

Carthage was once incredibly powerful, but it declined from its peak.

If Rome hadn't learned this lesson and had remained complacent in its past glory, would a more powerful nation have emerged and destroyed Rome?

Which country could it be? Italy? Pontus?

In any case, once Rome falls into weakness, the barbaric Germans will never let such an opportunity pass.

Lucius Caesar finally made up his mind and reached a decision.

But he still said, "I need to think about it."

Since you came up with this suggestion, you must have some ideas in mind.

I need to see a new bill. Then, based on its feasibility, I will decide whether to help you.

If this succeeds, it will be a great benefit to all of Rome, and I would be happy to see it happen.

So, you can make one more request.

The Julius family would never mistreat those who have been kind to them.

Upon hearing this, Ye replied without hesitation, "Then find me a gun."

Weapons made of harder materials, especially those dating back to the era of Greek mythology, would be even better.

He was truly utterly ruthless...

Lucius Caesar: "..."

Long spears—preferably those dating back to the era of Greek mythology.

That's outrageous! The fame and legendary status of these weapons, passed down from the mythical era, make them priceless.

You can imagine it like the sword in the stone of King Arthur, which is displayed in the British Museum;

People don't care whether the sword is sharp or easy to use; what they care about is its legendary status, which makes it the most precious artifact.

Weapons from the age of mythology? — Lucius Caesar suddenly thought of something, but quickly dismissed the idea.

He said he would keep an eye on the news regarding this matter.

After a few more words, the two parted ways.

Night returned to his manor.

But when he returned to his new home in this world, he saw slaves waiting for his orders in the courtyard.

Without the night's command, the slaves dared not act arbitrarily.

Even the three untamed Spartans did not run away, but obediently stayed there to wait for the night to return.

Seeing this scene before him, Ye felt a sense of pity and sorrow for these slaves.

Not a single person ran away. Although running away might mean death, the loss of even the courage to run away was heavier than the shackles on their bodies; it was the shackles that this era had placed on their hearts.

but--

For these slaves born in this era, staying here might be a good thing for them.

Night: "Very well, then—everyone, now, as your master, give the first command."

Everyone immediately perked up; the male slaves were alright, though.

The twin sisters they had bought earlier, and the little girl who had been "friendly" given to them by the slave trader, were now trembling and nervously lowering their heads.

In Rome, the fate of female slaves was far worse than that of male slaves.

They were very worried that they would encounter a cruel owner...

Even if Ye's appearance and temperament are very attractive to women, they still don't know much about her.

However—then Ye issued an order that stunned everyone.