Does she know the reason?

I tried to find the flaw in her lie, but the smile on the lips of Marianne, a beautiful married woman, became even brighter: "Your expression tells me that you have been confused. Here, I

I think I can tell you for the Imperial Caesar who is inconvenient to answer for himself. The reason why the 33rd Stabal Legion lacks cavalry is that Caesar does not want you to obtain it.

It's such an achievement that just having the ability to protect yourself is enough. However, doesn't this conflict with the fact that he handed over such an important legion as the 33rd Spartan Legion to you? I

What I can tell you is that the reason why he handed over such an important legion as the 33rd Spartan Legion to you was mainly to make it appear that he was not so kind to others."

It's not that I haven't thought about what Marian said. The 33rd Spartan Legion with cavalry is very different from the 33rd Spartan Legion without cavalry. The former has the ability to fight completely independently, but later

However, the enemy had to rely on the cavalry provided by the Prussians and Austrians to avoid the weakness of having no cavalry to protect the flanks on the frontal battlefield.

Well, I don’t deny the fact that Cheap Daddy moved me away several times. But that was necessary. Based on the education I have been exposed to since I was a child, Cheap Daddy is such a person who puts the interests of Rome first! You see

, now that these people are paying attention to me, it shows that the cheap dad has foresight.

"In your heart, the Caesar in Constantinople is a man who has always put the empire first, and you respect him, so you have always adopted a cooperative attitude and chosen this self-exile life, wandering

In European countries, but you don’t think that

To be wary of you...isn't that what a father would do, to put it bluntly? Think carefully about what I say. Your brother has everything. It's fitting for the title he holds. Relatively speaking.

of, the Temple of Nicephorus

Next, you are the third heir to the huge Roman Empire and one of the two sons of Caesar in the Roman Empire. You have these two such honorable titles, but which department of the empire can you mobilize to do something for you?

?I’m afraid, let alone talk to the province

Compared with the governor, he is just an imperial court-level official. He has more power than you. Faced with such a phenomenon, don't you think this is strange? Even if it is to prevent your prestige from being too high and higher than that of Alexander,

But that’s too much precaution.”

Although I clearly know that Marianne is bewitching, I must admit that from an objective fact perspective, this is indeed the case. Think about it. As the prince of a huge empire, obey my orders, not Caesar's orders.

, and how many people follow my will as the basic criterion?

The answer is, very few.

"You can't deny that for more than a thousand years, members of the royal family were killing each other and attacking each other was the main culprit that destroyed Rome. Caesar did nothing wrong."

Marianne held her cheeks with her hands and showed a slightly confused expression. She probably was thinking about why I am still speaking for cheap daddy at this time. In fact, the reason is very simple, I have not proclaimed myself emperor.

I have great ambitions, and I also understand that it is not easy for Rome to survive until now. So I would rather be a little aggrieved.

"Your loyalty is really admirable. But it also makes me cry more and more about Caesar's despicable methods and what he did to you."

"What do you mean."

What other things did Cheap Daddy do to me? Did he place a seal on me while I was sleeping to prevent me from using the benefits of being a time traveler!?

It's possible!

Hateful, that hateful guy!

Wait, since the woman in front of me knows this kind of thing, isn't she a magical girl, er, a witch or something like that?

I was on alert, fearing that the other person would throw hundreds of fireballs with disdainful eyes as soon as he raised his hand. Well, in a world where even exes exist, it is really possible for creatures like witches to exist.

Marianne opened a paper tube and took out a small piece of paper: "The information on this paper is all about one woman. You definitely know her, but your name for her may be divided into two. One is called

, Assassin. The other one is called Wendel."

I was stunned. It took me a few seconds to realize what Marian meant. I confirmed: "Are you telling Assassin and Wen Dier that they are the same person?"

"Yes."

"Hahahaha, this is the funniest joke I've heard so far!"

"Really? Can you tell me the reason?"

"Well, Mrs. Marian, do you think you can't tell who is your husband and who is your lover after you have been sleeping with your husband and his lover for decades?"

"How dare you insult Marianne!" "How dare you insult Madam!"

Hearing the joint rebuke from the men across from me, I looked at them with increasingly ambiguous eyes. Well, could they have the kind of relationship between a cuckold and a cuckold?[

"Actually, I am also doubting the same question. Why didn't you find out that they are the same person?" Marianne leaned forward slightly and asked unmoved.

"Maybe he had [premature] ejaculation, madam." one of the guards replied.

Although the guy who claimed to be the seventeenth heir scolded the guard in person, looking at his beaming look, not to mention how happy he was.

"She is in the city, why don't we ask her, okay?" Compared to the two superficial guys, Marian seems much more stable, as if she is the leader of the entire rebel group.

Faced with Marianne's proposal, I remained silent because I didn't want to reveal the fact.

Assassin can be anyone, but I can't accept that she is Wendel, because if this is true, then how on earth is Caesar wary of me? Is this necessary?!

"In this case, can I say no?"

I was blindfolded and put into a carriage.

I couldn't see anything with my eyes, and only my ears could hear the sound of carriage wheels: "Are we going to destroy the spy stronghold set up by the Roman Empire in The Hague?"

"Yes." The guy who claimed to be Prince Moria said with a proud smile, "Why...are you worried about those rats working for Rome?"

"I'm more worried about your safety than that. Please, that's an organization backed by a huge empire, and it's not something two or three of you kittens can handle." I smiled contemptuously.

John sneered: "Our strength is still a little bit behind, but we can borrow the strength of others, such as the French! They are very powerful."

A bunch of traitors.

I can be sure that even if Louis XIV was not the mastermind behind all this, he still acquiesced in this behavior, otherwise Constance, a fool, would not have followed him to the Netherlands.

"But even if we add the French, we are not guaranteed to win, so for your safety and future prospects, we have to do such an offensive thing." Marianne said very grandly, using two words

He pointed a blunderbuss at me and blindfolded me, and it turned out to be for my own good...

"Then I should really thank you for your thoughtfulness. But, after the incident failed, you thought of throwing me where I was and then letting the Assassins find me. Don't you think it was a bit unnecessary? Even if I was blindfolded at the time

And having his hands tied, he was made to look like he was kidnapped by you."

"You want to say that if Caesar is suspicious, he will still doubt this matter. Yes, he will."

Even though I can't see Marianne with my eyes, I can still detect her malicious smile. If they fail and I am found by the Assassins, my situation in the future will probably be even more difficult. By then, I will feel depressed and frustrated.

It will probably be a portrayal of me. Damn it. As a time traveler, how could I be suffocated to death!

"Destroy me. What good will it do to you."

"We would be very happy to be able to destroy one of Caesar's arms. What's more, don't you think that in this way, we will have better conditions to continue talking?"

I seem to have met a very powerful woman, Assassin, can that guy who only speaks dirty dialogues be able to handle her?

I arrived at the destination where the rebels from the Roman Empire were going with very complicated emotions.

Marianne and the others got out of the carriage, and I was left in the carriage, looking like I had been kidnapped. Listening to the sound of breathing, there were two big men sitting opposite me.

It seems that I can only sit in the carriage and wait for the results.

Soon I heard unusual noises and the footsteps of the remnants of the royalists beside the carriage, but after that I heard no more useful sounds.

Being locked in the carriage, time passed very slowly. For a moment, I wondered if this was a joke made by cheap daddy. But the possibility of this was very low. If this was not done by cheap daddy, then no matter it was

No matter who wins, I won't have a good time.

Just as Marianne said, if Assassin wins, I will probably be in captivity for the rest of my days in Rome, but if traitors like the French and Marianne win, I will feel uncomfortable.

My feelings for Rome tell me that I hope Assassin and the others will see through the French conspiracy, but in terms of my personal interests, I don’t want anyone to know that I have been in contact with traitors, but the ending of this route is, Ah

Sassin's stronghold in the Netherlands was destroyed.

well!

No one has ever bothered me so much!

Only that Marianne, no, maybe it was the person behind Marianne who did it.

Damn it, is it because I've had such a smooth life these days that I have to suffer a little?

I really shouldn't have gotten carried away after learning that we were tied with Turenne!

Perhaps, that was also fake news released by the French?

My opponent is not the famous Turenne?

Forget it, now is not the time to think about this!

Suddenly, there were several whooshing noises in my ears. I was wondering what the sound was when I heard a panicked shout from outside the carriage, followed by a crackling sound of steel.

But after a while, the surroundings gradually became quiet. Just when I thought the battle was over, a familiar but slightly different joking voice appeared: "Poor people who are surrounded, we meet again, what do you want to say before you die?"

Of?"

Assassin?

This woman.

I twitched my lips, she should have fired a round of crossbow arrows first, and then sacrificed herself after gaining a certain advantage. I didn't realize that she actually had this hobby of teasing her opponents.

That is to say, Rome has the upper hand? (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote at Qidian. Your monthly vote is my biggest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m to read.)

ps: Well, those who say that Pig's Foot is not his biological son, you are thinking too much.
Chapter completed!