Conquering the Heavens: Beginning at Hogwarts

Chapter 107 Mud Horse Is This A Substitute?
"Master Consul is so strong! Just a small ball will kill the holy wolf!"

"Yes, yes! The consul is so handsome!"

"Ah, I want to give birth to a monkey for the Consul!"

The civilians and citizens in the audience exclaimed and applauded Pendor, although something strange seemed to be mixed in.

"It seems that we are blessed, a powerful consul who is on our side!"

"Yes, it seems that we need to cooperate with adults a lot."

"Go and communicate with Master Verolian, it's time for the academy to make a statement."

"clear."

Several bachelors sat in the front row, deciding the future of a faction with a few words.

They wore white robes, olives on their heads, and books and quills in their hands. They exuded an aura similar to magic, but somewhat different.

This breath has no offensive power, but it will make people calm and full of wisdom.

According to them, this is the revelation and protection of the God of Wisdom.

But in the entire Roman belief, there is no god of wisdom as the academic scholars said, or what they believe in is wisdom itself.

"The trial is over everyone, it's time to express your opinion." Agrippa smiled, and he was more happy than anyone else to have a powerful successor.

"Secondary, he is already qualified." Little Drusus was the first to raise his hand, which was normal, after all, Pender was his own family.

"Seconded."

"Seconded."

"Seconded."

Sertorius and Varus did not hesitate. Although Varus still wanted to see how Pender would treat the nobles, that was a follow-up.

Now we are talking about the heir, and one size belongs to one size, and we still have to agree to express our position now.

The most puzzling thing was that there was an extra voice behind him.

Hearing this voice, Agrippa, who was sitting at the front, smiled slightly and didn't look back.

The other three stood up in response to the sound, taking a fighting stance.

How can a person who can quietly appear behind them make people not vigilant?

"Several generals, stay safe."

He walked out from the shadows, and the moment they saw him, the generals lifted their guards tacitly, lowered their heads slightly, and raised their hands and beat their chests as a signal.

"Long time no see, Mecenus."

"Long time no see, Agrippa."

It was Gaius Mecenus who came.A famous Roman diplomat, but also the protector of poets and artists, and the counselor of Emperor Augustus.

"How about going out? Did those guys agree?"

Agrippa stood up and asked Maecenas.

Mecenas shook his head, "No, they don't believe that we can get out of the gap, and for them, it's a big joke to be attached to someone and give everything to someone in the future. They don't believe it."

"Really, what a pity, the enemies and friends who have fought for a lifetime are going to be lost like this."

Agrippa smiled, "Don't worry about this. Gaul, North Africa, and Germany, these old friends are always like this. They always think that we have some kind of conspiracy. They would rather cooperate with Ottoman and Persia than us old people." with friends."

"The fool has always been like this. A familiar enemy is more trustworthy than an unfamiliar friend." Mecenas also smiled slightly, and handed the parchment that he had been holding in his hand to Agrippa.

"They didn't agree, but I have a windfall."

"Oh?"

Agrippa opened the scroll and looked at it carefully. The more he looked down, the more surprise he had on his face.

"Is this true, Mecenus? Anyone willing to join us?"

"Those nomads have suffered a lot. They only need to assimilate, and there will be no problem. Of course, absolute force suppression is necessary."

Mecenas said sternly that the wildness of the nomads is incomparable to Rome. Even an empire as tolerant as the East would take thousands of years to assimilate, let alone Rome.

Although accepting that this piece of Rome is not inferior to the East, but in terms of culture, Rome is far behind.

"Okay, I know this, I'll do it later."

Agrippa put away the scroll, stepped forward, took Mecenus by the hand, walked to the front, and personally added a seat for him.

"Come on, we brothers haven't seen each other for a long time. It just so happens that there is another match. After watching it, we will go find His Majesty together."

"Ah."

Several people sat down again.

At this time, the field has been repaired by Agrippa's power, and it has returned to the original ordinary field.

And Pandor also felt a force repairing his body, and the bones from the giant dragon's counter-shock had also been repaired, faster than the repair of his magic pattern.

"Everyone! How is this duel?"

"Cool!"

"Pretty!"

Agrippa's voice echoed in the air, the audience echoed his words, and the atmosphere was intense.

"Then next, it's today's main game - Consul Pender Lee Augustus, vs. Elder Nord Pompey!"

"Oh oh oh!!"

Following Agrippa's announcement, amidst the cheers of the audience, Nord, with his blond hair loose and his upper body bare, walked out of the door opposite Pender empty-handed.

The moment he saw Pendor, Nord showed an extremely excited smile.

"My lord, are you ready? Are you ready to accept my challenge?"

It was the first time Pender saw Nord, if he hadn't heard from Verolian, he really wouldn't have believed that this perverted man in front of him could actually be the legendary Nord.

It's really strange that the all-powerful, gentle, gentle and respectful general Shi Quan, known as the husband of the people, would turn into a hot-blooded painting style during the battle.

"Yes, are you ready? Are you ready to bow down at my feet?"

Pan De crossed his hands, and asked Nord in a very secondary way.

but in his heart
Damn it!What am I doing? Hey!Why can you say such a shameful thing?Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

"Oh, is your lord so passionate? That's great, let's fight!"

Seeing that Pender was also so confident, Nord immediately became more passionate, which is called a boundless passion.

"The game, start!" Agrippa in the stands announced the start of the game immediately when the two sides finished speaking.

As soon as the words fell, Nord said to Pan De: "Master Consul, what an offense!"

He raised his fist and punched Pender from a distance of more than 30 meters.

what? !

Pan De stared, only feeling a terrifying force on his stomach, but it didn't touch anything.

"Boom!"

After a face-to-face encounter, Pender was sent flying by Nord!

Pan De, who was stuck on the wall, was a little dazed. At that moment, he saw a phantom rushing towards him, and punched him firmly.

What is this?A substitute messenger in ancient Rome?

It's obviously not the same world, why do you always do this to me.

(End of this chapter)