Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

I didn't expect to find their weakness so quickly—! You were careless, Lista!

However, Night simply replied, "You've got something wrong, Your Excellency Strabo. I suggest you study hard and revisit the laws of Rome."

The Twelve Tables law required that any offense related to humiliation be committed by intentionally promoting or singing poems or texts that insult others.

I was simply describing you as a woman.

It doesn't even qualify as an insult...

After all, Roman women are more principled (courageous) than you; they don't just talk the talk, but also pay the price for their foolish behavior, spending a full ten talents.

Calling you "little girl" is actually a compliment.

Strabo could spout nonsense with a straight face, but as long as the person involved didn't admit it was a deliberate insult, Strabo seemed to have no way to stop it.

Strapo was stunned by this shameless act.

Even the Gracchu brothers standing nearby were stunned.

Gaius Gracchus's lips curled into a smile, and his eyes gleamed with keen interest in the night...

He likes this kind of tough, sophistical argument that is good at seizing and exploiting loopholes and overwhelming others!

That does fit my style quite well.

It seems that my brother has finally made a capable friend this time.

Meanwhile, the square was filled with laughter.

Clearly, they had all heard Ye's explanation to the young woman and found it quite interesting.

Many male citizens couldn't help but look at Strapo with a hint of pity.

The women and girls of Rome were laughing hysterically—

A pair of bright, expressive eyes gazed curiously and wistfully toward the night.

The man's eloquence and ability to repeatedly outwit Strabo-Pompey, coupled with his legendary status as a hero, captivated countless people with his dashing charm.

What happens in Rome's central square in the future may be written into stories by troubadours and spread far and wide, becoming a topic of conversation for many more people.

At that time, Strapopo-Pompey, as a mere supporting character, will likely become a laughingstock and a clownish figure in people's eyes.

This is truly a rare thing.

If Strapo Pompeii fails to perform well in the future, he may be permanently branded with the stereotypical image of a clown.

This is like killing someone by attacking their spirit. For Strabo, who is most concerned about maintaining his image at this moment, it is undoubtedly enough to make him so angry that he is about to vomit blood!

but--

What could he do? What other options did he have?

"—!" Strabo clenched his fists, then glared fiercely before turning and leaving after uttering a harsh remark.

“Very well, Listaye, I will not forget this humiliation!”

Listen carefully, you will definitely lose this tribune election. I, Strapopompey, will be the ultimate winner.

Since we can't win in words, we should at least win in terms of momentum.

Strapo's powerful declaration—

however--

The next moment, he was almost choked to death by a single sentence.

"The gods tell us not to speak recklessly, for that only reveals your weakness," Ye said with a calm smile.

Strapopopoem's mind went completely blank at that moment, and he was utterly lost.

who am I?

What am I doing?

Strabo was filled with immense humiliation and tears welled up in his eyes; he was almost driven to tears by the distress.

How come he gets roasted like this just for making a harsh statement?

It sounds reasonable and sophisticated, but which deity said this? He doesn't seem to have heard of it.

But Strapopompey dared not refute him at this point.

He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would expose his ignorance!

Although Strabo received a good education and read many books from a young age, it certainly did not include spending his days studying things like the Twelve Tables or the sayings of the gods.

Strabo fell silent—completely admitting defeat. Even though his face was being slapped repeatedly, he still stretched out his neck, letting the other person slap his other cheek until it swelled up too. This was the most realistic portrayal of the life he was experiencing at that moment.

Chapter 95 Death is also a god; Strabo's path narrowed.

Death is also a god—maybe?

It borrows from otherworldly gods—

No, in fact, it's not the same as a god at all; it's a completely different concept. (Aizen's classic quote from Bleach)

The words "Don't speak recklessly" spoken by Ye, whether it was the composure and ascetic coolness in his calm delivery, or the philosophical implications, and the lack of contempt—

Yet, her entire being exudes an overbearing and domineering aura of superiority...

The Romans were captivated by this unconventional and arrogant aesthetic.

Many Roman citizens in the square will remember the night vividly, and will feel great curiosity and longing for this "last hero of Rome".

There was no doubt that if he wanted to run for office, the citizens of Rome would absolutely be willing to vote for him at this time.

The most ridiculous thing in the world is that those who participate in an election may end up with fewer votes than those who did not register.

Strapopoemeyer became completely withdrawn at this point and simply pretended to be mute...

He fled in a sorry state, and made a firm decision in his heart: once he took the stage, he would completely and utterly defeat Ye and the others.

Trample their dignity underfoot and forge your own path to success.

'Tiberius is probably trying to gain support by promising the people victory in the war.'

Strabo had heard of the various problems that Tiberius had raised in the Senate regarding the present state of Rome.

The best solution, in theory, is to immediately win a victory to regain the public's trust.

and so--

In that case, let's just target them head-on.

Anyway, after today's events, Strapopompey, the Gracchi brothers, and Listaye are now complete enemies.

Then let's follow the enemy's path and leave them with nowhere to go!

As long as he announces in advance that he will lead Rome to victory—

So whatever Tiberius and his ilk said afterward was merely imitating him, and would inevitably leave the impression of imitation in the minds of the people.

In addition to his own military achievements in Rome, this was in stark contrast to Tiberius's unremarkable military record.

The public should know perfectly well who to choose in the end.

Then, without further hesitation—!! We should have followed the original plan from the very beginning.

There was absolutely no need to greet the opponent and invite humiliation, which would only put me in such a sorry state when I should have had a great advantage.

Unforgivable, unforgivable, unforgivable—!!!

Driven by a hysterical rage, Strapopompey, his face cold, began to secretly issue orders...

Get those civilians you've bribed working.

The commoners who secretly witnessed his gestures, though somewhat disdainful of Strabo Pompeii after what had happened—after all, no one wanted to support a woman as tribune—

Compared to the night, he lacked masculinity in front of the other man, which made the brave and fearless Roman man feel contempt, but he wouldn't turn down money.

They began to speak in support of Pompey in the crowd.

"It seems the matter is now settled—"

The Pompeii family was quite well-mannered.

After realizing their mistake, they immediately and sincerely apologized.

"Lord Strapo is actually quite good."

Compared to him, Lord Tiberius is still rather young. Let's support Strabo-Pompey later.

"Even when faced with difficulties from his opponents, he was able to face them generously and pay ten towers. Lord Strabo has quite a magnanimous attitude. I think I can vote for him later."

*Pfft!*

Night nearly burst out laughing when he heard the voices of those who were beginning to speak up for Strabo among the people.

Does this person not even know what to praise?

The fact that he was so supportive of Strabo almost made him think that this was a Strabo hater he had somehow bought off.

Are you sure this isn't just being sarcastic?

And at this time——

Strapo Pompeii had already climbed onto the high platform that had been set up in the square.

"Gentlemen—! Good morning, citizens of Rome! I am Strapo Pompeii!"

A man determined to lead you to a more stable and better life.

It is evident that Strapopo-Pompey has already begun.

The murmurs below immediately ceased.

Although Strabo was somewhat embarrassed by what happened before, he still has some fame.

People were not completely disappointed with it after all.

Then Strapo Pompeii began to use his eloquence to give a speech.

After recounting numerous achievements and campaigning for votes, finally—

Strapo's next sentence brings us to the crucial promise.

He began to boast about his military talents, much like Marius did in later generations, and promised that if he were elected tribune, he would lead the Romans to an unprecedented victory!