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Many nobles who were still considered honest and upright looked at Ye with pity.

Rome today is not what it used to be...

This is the Senate's one-man show.

The old citizens' assemblies truly exemplified what they preached through bloodshed; they were effective and genuinely served the people. But if citizens' assemblies are to be useful now…

Rome wouldn't have degenerated into the corrupt state it is today.

"No need, this is a small matter, our Senate can handle it."

"Let's give Tiberius a chance." Finally, when a powerful old nobleman in the Senate spoke up, the rest of the members unanimously agreed.

The meeting ended abruptly, and no one raised the issue of the struggle for Night, nor did anyone suggest that Night also have the right to run for tribunal.

The nobleman who had previously uttered those words held a grudge against Ye, and this time he had really lost face because of Ye.

Even though the Senate outwardly adheres to legal procedures and cannot act arbitrarily, they absolutely will not allow power to return to the hands of the citizens' assembly.

Night's dangerous actions caused many members of the Senate to become hostile towards him.

Anyone who attempts to revive the Assembly of Citizens is an enemy of the Senate, and even the Roman New Star is no exception.

While they couldn't act recklessly on the surface, the nobles had many ways to make these dangerous, out-of-touch individuals disappear quietly.

but--

Of all the troublemakers the Senate had encountered in the past, Ye was undoubtedly the most formidable.

Especially the legendary, almost mythical, body that came back from the battlefield—invulnerable to swords and spears.

Is there really any human flesh in this world that is so hard that it is impervious to swords and spears?

The nobles in the Senate were highly suspicious!

At this moment, the senators and nobles had no idea that their agreement would create a huge disaster for them, one that would make them as pathetic as rats in the street in the future.

They thought that simply giving Gracchus the right to run for tribunal a year earlier was not a particularly important matter.

however--

Meanwhile, Tiberius's brother had also quietly returned to Rome.

The Gracchi brothers, along with the night and countless retired Roman soldiers, are secretly building their power in a corner unnoticed by the Senate.

History is changing—a scarlet storm is brewing in Rome, waiting to be born!

A few days later——

On the first day of the year, people arrived early at the central square in front of the Roman Forum to listen to the speeches of the newly elected tribunal for the people.

Although the Senate agreed to give Tiberius a chance.

But in fact, Tiberius was not the only one running for tribune of the plebs; there was also a young man named Strapopompey running at the same time.

Of course—this "young" refers to the upper echelons of the Roman Senate.

This man's identity was also quite special—he was the father of Pompey, one of the future giants of Rome.

That is, the father of the man who, like Ye, shared the name Magnus.

Strabo Pompeii was an old nobleman who had previously served in the Roman army and won several battles.

Unlike Tiberius, who was somewhat of a civil servant, Strabo was very talented in military affairs, meaning he was a very good fighter, if it weren't for the sudden rise of Tiberius and the Night Star.

His election as tribune this year is practically a foregone conclusion. Even forty years from now, in 89 BC, he could be elected consul of Rome and conquer the Sabine and Piccanum regions in the future Italian League Wars, possessing a large amount of land and protected people in Piccanum.

Becoming a tribune now is a way to accumulate initial capital so that one can eventually sit in the position of Roman consul (equivalent to head of state or president).

If he fails to be elected this year, his political career will be affected and delayed.

At this time, Strabo had no idea that he would eventually rise to the position of consul, but this did not affect his current hostility towards Tiberius.

In order to defeat Tiberius in today's election, Strabo has secretly spent a lot of money to bribe many civilians so that they will support him and vote for him.

He also plans to take the stage first... to make a striking first impression and leave a deep impression on the public.

Once a person eats something delicious and spicy first, the food that follows will taste bland and tasteless, and will be affected to some extent.

And now Strabo is preparing to become that delicacy!

Chapter 91 Rome's Humility = Hegemony is the Best Kind of Humility

Strapo Pompeii was very confident!

This confidence was not given to him by others, nor by his family.

Rather, it was his own merits earned on the battlefield.

As a true and capable leader, Strabo's past achievements still stand out, even though Rome has recently suffered many defeats and its military morale is very low.

Even if it's not the best, it's better than the worst, and definitely not bad.

"Tiberius... I'm determined to have the position of tribune."

"Just pray that I don't lose too many votes and you don't suffer a humiliating defeat." Strabo muttered to himself as he made his final preparations in the square.

A confident smile graced his face.

Whether it's arriving at the square a step ahead to be the first to go on stage, or secretly bribing the public to campaign for their votes.

He had investigated and found that the Gracchus family, those fools, hadn't even spent any money to campaign for Tiberius; they were truly short-sighted.

To ensure a smooth and successful future for your business, a small initial investment is nothing.

It's a shame they come from a family that has produced consuls; they still lack even this basic political acumen.

Strabo, who made such a assessment, did not even think that Tiberius was qualified to be his opponent.

If it were Lista Night Magnus, he might be a little more wary.

After all, he is the protagonist of the heroic epic that has been making headlines in Rome recently!

The legend of 39 people crossing the Ebro River is like listening to a mythical epic...

Given his current fame in Rome, the public might actually support his election as tribune of the plebs. Fortunately, the Senate suppressed the calls at the time.

Just then, a commotion suddenly broke out outside the square.

It turned out to be Lista Night, Tiberius, and a group of guards escorting them.

At this moment, countless people excitedly and enthusiastically shouted the name of 'Rome's Last Hero,' all looking towards the night with longing.

It's as if the main characters today aren't Strabo and Tiberius, but rather the night itself!

If it weren't for the guards stopping them, these people might have already rushed up to admire their idol. The girls even wanted to reach out and pinch his strong body, their fiery gazes, as if they could devour someone, were completely undisguised.

After all, Ye is not only powerful and legendary, but also incredibly handsome!

Of course, there are many others in Nantong who share the same idea.

Although Ye didn't mind being surrounded and fawned over by beautiful girls, he certainly didn't want to encounter something like Nan Tong assaulting his buttocks.

Fortunately, the guards completely separated the crowd, saving them all the trouble.

Meanwhile, on the other side, seeing the enthusiasm of the people... Strapo's brows furrowed and tightened.

Lista Night... It seems I've underestimated this man.

Judging from the other party's current popularity in Rome, if he were to enter politics in the future, he might become a major rival on my path to advancement. No—maybe I'm overthinking it.

Strabo suddenly remembered that at a Senate meeting he had heard about not long ago, the other side had raised the taboo of having the citizens' assembly elect tribunes of the plebs.

Ha—this fool has completely ruined his career. Even if he is elected Tribunal for the People in the future, he can forget about getting the support of any of the Senate members.

In the eyes of Strabo, a native Roman, the lack of support from the Senate meant that his future was essentially over; he had narrowed his options.

Looking at the sun high in the sky, the morning sunlight was just right, and most of the commoners had arrived. Now it was time to take the lead on stage.

However, before going on stage, Strabo took the initiative to approach Tiberius and Night.

When the two main characters of the day met, the common people in the square gradually quieted down.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Tiberius..."

Last year, you had only just begun to participate in Roman politics, and I never imagined that you would be running alongside me for the position of tribune so soon.

Strapo exuded composure and elegance, his face beaming with a warm and friendly smile.

He looked as if he had Tiberius completely under his thumb and was about to declare victory prematurely.

Even though there was nothing wrong with his words and his tone was perfectly normal, the arrogance in his eyes was already very obvious.

Tiberius could naturally see that this Pompeii nobleman was very unhappy about his sudden appearance, but his enemies were never just one person or one or two families.

They did not take Strapo's provocation seriously.

Because he knew that once he spoke about his ideas and policies for running for tribunal, everyone would go crazy.

No matter what campaign rhetoric Strapo prepared, it was all in vain; it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Tiberius was just as confident as his opponent.

Not to mention, the new policy was revised and finalized overnight by him, his younger brother who rushed back overnight, and his best friend and partner.

With the combined strength of the three of them, they are invincible!

Tiberius responded casually, "I never expected to compete against you this year."

After all, I am still too young, and I lack both experience and training.

However, I also have my own compelling reasons for wanting to obtain the position of tribunal.

Hopefully, the goddess of victory will smile upon us in the end.

As he spoke, Tiberius smiled faintly.

But Strabo was immediately annoyed by his calm and composed demeanor.

He had expected Tiberius to be under a lot of pressure, but it seemed that he did not see the scene he had anticipated.

"Do you think you've already won? Tiberius, what was that just now? A victor's preemptive statement? How arrogant!" Strabo, still somewhat young and lacking the experience of over forty years of navigating the Roman political arena, was a little impatient.

Especially now, speaking to his opponent in front of countless people, even young girls in Rome, he absolutely cannot lose his composure.

Tiberius: "That's not what I meant..."

Strabo: "But I think that's exactly what you think, Tiberius. You'll regret it."