Huh? Are they all real?...

Amid their laughter, the Western Roman Emperor walked aside with a slight frown.

He was ostracized, which is not good news.

So after the laughter subsided, he asked the Roman emperor Pompeii:

"My men told me that some merchants said something bad happened in Quega City? So what happened?"

Amid the curiosity of the other emperors, the Roman emperor Pompeii calmly stated:

"It was just a minor issue, and it's all resolved now."

"Really? I heard that it was the Abyss Watchers of the Forsaken Lands who destroyed the entire city of Quega?"

The emperors who were still seated immediately stood up.

The malice of the Abyss Watchers is far greater than that of a mortal leading a group of slaves in rebellion.

"what happened?"

Faced with the emperors' questioning, this Roman emperor, who had offended the elves, simply repeated his own words:

"I told you, everything is fine now. Or was your territory attacked, as some claim?"

"Don't be ridiculous. Why are the Abyss Watchers coming to Rome instead of monitoring and guarding against the Abyss? Are we the Abyss?"

I've caught a cold, so I'll stop here for now (4,000 words).

Chapter 245 The Death of Caesar (4k5)

The emperors were slightly displeased with the other party's answer, but they could not press the matter further.

Their alliance was not strong.

They didn't intend to delve into this matter until something actually happened in their own territory.

So as not to break their alliance before the slave revolt ended.

After all, nothing really happened on their territory.

After glancing at his companions, the Roman emperor Pompeii finally spoke:

"If there's nothing else, shall we call it a day?"

The emperors nodded slightly in agreement.

The meeting, which was originally going to be quite pleasant, ended in coldness and suspicion.

Everything that followed proceeded smoothly, just as Moen had predicted.

The Romans, as expected, watched his excavation unfold.

They didn't even send any troops to harass him; they just waited for him to excavate the ruins so they could pave the way for them.

It was as if they all genuinely believed that the memorial church was already within their grasp.

Moen simply shook his head with amusement at this.

Although three centuries have passed, and the people of Rome today are no longer the same as they were back then.

But their thoughts were exactly the same.

I wonder if this counts as a form of immortality.

Moen still remembers how confidently and foolishly they planned that flawed assassination.

Because he was just a mortal, all they needed was for each member of the Senate to have a dagger and kill him without any prior arrangement.

Theoretically, it is indeed feasible to some extent.

But in the world of the extraordinary, it's obvious with a little thought that such a foolish plan and motive would never have succeeded without the cooperation of the other party.

Although they succeeded back then, it was because Moen tacitly approved of it all.

But now, Moen has no intention of performing as they want.

Three eras have passed; it's time for a new generation to take their final bow.

Meanwhile, next to Moen's tent, Miss Leda was hiding inside, gazing at the sky outside with tears streaming down her face.

It has been six days since she was captured, and she even met Augustus during that time.

But for some reason, after meeting Augustus, he left her here.

She neither explained why, nor did she do anything, and hardly anyone even saw her.

This made her very anxious.

I had absolutely no idea what Augustus was going to do.

Not long after, Miss Leda, who had heard the commotion outside, hurriedly wiped away her tears and got up. She then saw a woman bringing in food and water.

"time to eat."

"Yeah, thank you, thank you."

After receiving the food, Leda asked the question that had been bothering her:

"Can I know why you've locked me up?"

The woman with a very noticeable white mark on her neck shook her head and said:

"I don't know what Lord Augustus is thinking either."

After saying that, he left.

At the entrance, two gladiators can be seen guarding the entrance.

This is also the fundamental reason why Leda gave up on running away.

She couldn't beat those two gladiators.

Quintus was equally puzzled by Leda's situation. While delivering food to Moen, Quintus asked Moen the same question:

"My lord, what exactly are you trying to do by keeping that scourge locked up? And to even keep her right next to you, isn't that a bit too careless?"

Moen sighed and said:

"That's all we can do for now."

"why?"

"Because other methods would be too dangerous."

Quintus tried to understand Moen's words:

"Are you worried about the witch and her relationship?"

"That's not it."

Quintus couldn't understand, so he could only say:

"Sir, following your instructions and with everyone's hard work, we should be able to dig to the spot by the day after tomorrow at the latest. However, based on the current progress, if it doesn't rain tonight, I think we can reach the spot by noon tomorrow."

Moen then looked at the sky seriously and said:

"you sure?"

"Sir, I'm quite certain; I've been keeping a close eye on the progress."

Moen then nodded and said:

"Then it should begin tomorrow."

-

Below the mountaintop where Moen was stationed were the slaves' camps.

In order to excavate the ruins as soon as possible, they have been working in shifts, day and night.

However, in order to take care of his companion who was resting nearby.

During the two darkest hours of the night, even excavation sites try to suspend work, only doing some small, low-profile tasks.

But now, while the excavation site is quiet, many people have gathered in the tents of the slaves.

They included slaves who had escaped from outside, as well as slaves who were already in Argas.

They were numerous, but they did not gather in large groups; instead, they huddled together in twos and threes.

They tacitly avoided slaves who were not their companions, which was quite normal, as slaves were a group that was very prone to sticking together.

Therefore, not many people felt there was a problem.

In order to survive better under the slave owners, the slaves learned many things.

This includes how to quickly distinguish who your companions are, and how to avoid slaves who are not your companions.

Whether it's people avoiding them or their eyes and ears!

In order to survive, or more likely to avoid being whipped or to get a piece of rotten bread.

Slaves might then report their fellow slaves' misconduct to their masters.

For example, neglecting work, stealing food, or verbally abusing the owner.

Slavery is a concept and a class, but not a whole.

That's exactly the situation now.

The slaves, having avoided the others, gathered together and tacitly exchanged their final words.

Was the Romans' promise true?

"Can I really receive a reward and a pardon?"

This is the problem of many Argas slaves.

The slaves who escaped from outside also gave their own responses to their questions.

Some portable gems and gold, or perhaps a personal pardon from a high-ranking Roman official.

The brilliance of gold and jewels captivated the slaves' eyes.

The pardons from the high-ranking Roman officials made them swallow hard.

Just as Mohn discovered at the beginning.

Many people do not resist slavery, but rather they resist being slaves.

This applies to the slaves themselves as well.

Given the chance, many slaves would not hesitate to climb over the corpses of other slaves to get ahead.

Even after they themselves become noble slave owners, they will not stop; instead, they will repay other slaves with even greater cruelty for everything they have suffered.

Even Moen, who was once Constantine, often couldn't answer the demons' questions—Do you really think that those you protect aren't demons compared to us?

The most terrifying thing Moen had ever seen was not in the abyss, but on earth.

The cruelty of mortals often exceeds even the devil's expectations.

Moen had also met many demons who said that they learned many of their skills from the mortals who called upon them.

Sadly, these demons weren't lying.

It is said that before the abyss and the mortal world truly began to connect, the demons were nothing more than a group of intelligent beasts who were keen on killing.

The greatest evil they could conceive of was killing that wasn't for the purpose of sustenance.

As for Rome, Moen had no doubt that many parts of it were even more like the abyss of hell than the abyss itself.

Moen was even curious as to why the demons were still in the Forsaken Lands after all these years.

Why hasn't the Old World been ravaged by demonic calamities?

The slaves, after seeing these displays, became even more impatient.

All they were thinking about at that moment was to get the sun out as soon as possible, to get the slaves to dig up the ruins as soon as possible, and to get them to a life of true luxury as soon as possible.

Realizing this, the slaves who had shown them all this offered even greater temptations:

"The nobles of Rome have said that they will not only reward and pardon you, but also that you can take the relics of tomorrow first!"

"Just think about it, those are relics from the Age of Gods, who knows how many treasures are hidden inside!"

These words made the slaves even more agitated.