I am reborn as a lord in Rome

From the next day, Vulture and Puya led 225 child slaves to the back mountain, where there was a flat land overlooking the whole white stone building, which was also the training camp that Woolley had chosen a long time ago, so there was a wooden shed for the barracks, and many equipment for exercise, parallel bars, horizontal bars, stone locks, and so on.

The pamphlet that Woolley threw to Puya contained some simple military training courses, which would be something that the child slaves would need to grasp firmly in the coming month, but because they were so simple, Woolley was not even interested in visiting the training.

But for Vulture and Puya, the stuff in this booklet is absolutely extraordinary. After watching it all night last night, the vulture asked Woolley a question before leaving: "Master

, these lessons are amazing, how did you come up with them?" "Amazing? Are you kidding me?" Woolley frowned, if it weren't for the sincerity of the vulture's face, he might have been angry, because no matter how you look at it, the contents of this booklet have nothing to do with magic, and in the world where Woolley once stayed, even the children in the kindergarten class were familiar with these lessons.

"Of course it's amazing, when they get used to the passwords, they behave like a loyal warrior. The vulture replied.

Woolley looked at the vulture in surprise for a moment, and said, "You have a good comprehension.

After the vulture had gone, Woolley, accompanied by Gauguin and Monica, walked around his four workshops, then went to the temple to meet with Mikoyan and Pompeii, then went to the street to browse a few shops, and then took the gifts to Aesop's mansion and sat for a while, until the evening approached before returning to the White Rock Building.

As soon as he entered, Hippo greeted him with El.

"Young Master Wu Lai, are you tired from a busy day, do you want to take a bath or eat first?" asked Xibo.

"Let's take a shower first, it's hot today. Woolley took the towel from El and replied as he wiped his sweat.

"Okay. Hippo was about to turn around, but was stopped by Woolley.

"When I went shopping, I picked out a few pieces of fabric, I didn't look at it carefully, and when I came back, I found that the color was a little brighter, and the pattern was not what I liked. Woolley said to Hippo as he tossed the towel back to El, summoned Shea, who was hiding in the corner of the door, and laughed at him, "Oh, little Shee, look at your round appearance, you can't even walk."

Xibo was about to thank him, but when he saw that Wu Lai was playing with his son Xi Ai again, he smiled and said, "Don't talk about it, Master Wu Lai, Xi Ai's appetite is very good, and the longer he grows, the fatter he gets, I can't even hold him anymore." "

Why hug him, let him move more." After Woolley finished smiling, he looked up at El and frowned, "Didn't you hear what I said before?" "

Oh, good master, I'll go and prepare the water at once. El also didn't find a chance to thank him, and hurriedly walked in the direction of the bathroom.

"Young Master Wu Lai, you are so generous, this is the fifth time you have given us cloth. Moniga said with a smile.

"Monica, you remember all the times so clearly, it makes me feel so stressed, I would mistake you for reminding me that you don't reward me often enough. Woolley joked.

Moniga smiled even more happily: "It's good to do things for Young Master Woolley."

"Of course. After agreeing with him, Hippo leaned over to Woolley, bowed down and asked softly, "Young Master Woolley, you have rewarded Elle, do you intend to pamper her? If that's the case, I should have made some preparations as usual, so ......

" "Stop!" Woolley glanced at Hippo, "It's not ashamed to say these words, and is it a bit dignified as a housekeeper? What do you think of me? Old pervert?"

Xibo didn't expect that his inquiry would provoke such a reaction from Woolley, and he was immediately a little frightened, and hurriedly apologized, and Xie on the side saw that his mother seemed to have been wronged, so he actually smashed his small fist on Woolley's thigh, and said with a deflated mouth while smashing: "You are not allowed to bully my mother......

" "Xie!" Hibo was so frightened that his voice changed tone, Moniga was quick-eyed, and reached out, and Xi'er's second punch was carried several elbows away before it hit.

Xi Bo hurriedly knelt in front of Wu Lai, his body fell down, and said in a trembling voice: "Please forgive Xi Ai young Master Wu Lai, he is still young and not sensible."

"Can you disobey your master at a young age?" Hippo, you should educate your son well, and don't forget that he is still a slave. Gauguin scolded in a deep voice.

"Stop, stop, what a big deal, as for this?" Woolley glared at Gauguin dissatisfied, stretched out his hand to summon Xi'e, who was already about to cry, gently pinched his fat cheek, and said with a smile, "Yes, men should be like this, bravely protect their mothers and families, you are my little warrior."

Seeing Woolley like this, Gauguin sighed silently, and Hippo's hanging heart finally relaxed.

"Go see if the water is good. After making a few grimaces to make Shee laugh, Woolley got up and walked to the bathroom.

The water in the bath was just the right temperature, which made Woolley very pleasant, but the shy flush on El's cheeks undoubtedly made him feel more comfortable in comparison.

"El, listen to Hibo, you learn very quickly, and besides, you have adapted well to the White Stone Building. Woolley said as he enjoyed El's massage.

"The compliments of the host made El terrified. El replied softly.

"I've tried to convince your brother to come here, but failed, and perhaps the Adjutant General's Mansion is the place he longs to stay. Woolley said.

"Yes, master, my brother he has been used to it for many years, and I heard him say that the adjutant general promised him to enter the legion, and it was an opportunity to get out of slavery, so ......" El suddenly sighed, "Brother has given a lot for the family.

After hesitating for a moment, Woolley turned to look at El and said, "Although you are my slave, if there is anything you need my help with, you can say so."

There was a hint of joy in El's eyes, but soon the sparkle in her eyes dimmed, and she shook her head gently.

Woolley waited for a while and didn't see El's voice, frowned, put a wet towel on his face, and then gently leaned his head against the edge of the pool wall.

In the middle of the night, Woolley dreamed again, in the dream, he returned to the old world, driving through a lavender field, but he didn't know what was going on, he had been driving for a long time, but the scenery around him had not changed......

On the morning of the second day, a man who had never been to the White Rock Tower appeared in the White Rock Building, he was the messenger of the consul Antony, and after admiring the size of the White Stone Tower, he met Woolley, and then he handed him an invitation with the Anthony Fire Seal and the Seneca City Seal.

Immediately afterward, the messenger was treated like no other nobleman had ever had—Woolley pulled out a stack of silver coins, about a dozen of them, and shoved them into his hand without counting.

The flattered messenger hurriedly thanked him respectfully, and Woolley smiled and waved his hand, and went to the bedroom while reading the invitation.

"Oh, how generous the citizens of Woolleglindo are. The messenger said to Gauguin, who had sent him out, as he walked out.

"To your praise should be the words kindness, wisdom, and extraordinary. Gauguin said with a smile.

"He was a perfect citizen, and nothing could have been more perfect. The Messenger exclaimed.

Gauguin smiled, and he was glad to hear someone compliment Woolley, and that would make him feel very embarrassed, because people might say, "Look, Gauguin had a good employer."

The content of the invitation is simple - Dear citizens of Woolledindo, it is my honor to inform you that the Council of the Nobles of the Seneca City-State will be held on the 5th of the seventh month of the Julian calendar, so please be there on time.

"Why did you choose to hold it in such a hot day? Isn't it hot for hundreds of people to huddle together?" Woolley muttered to himself.

The answer is, it's not hot. The reason for this is that Seneca's skies have done a good job of preventing heat and cooling down - since July 3rd, the rain has not stopped, and if it weren't for Seneca's good drainage facilities and close proximity to several rivers, it might have become a flooded country.

The impact of the continuous rainy days on Woolley was not small, the mill, the paper mill, and the White Rock House construction site were all suspended, and it seemed that this was just beginning.

Naturally, Woolley was not the only one affected by the rainy weather, but except for the small nobles of the manor, who relied entirely on the fields for profit, no nobles cared much about this, because no one could change the rainy season.

On the morning of 5 July, Woolley's carriage appeared in a drizzle on the square in front of the Seneca House, and after untying the umbrella handed by Gauguin, he stepped out of the carriage and walked up the 120 stone steps in front of the House.

Gauguin drove the carriage to the stables on both sides of the square, and although it was raining, he was in a good mood, for he could meet in the stables his companions, who could make small talk—the butlers of the other nobles, and here he could listen to the praise of Woolley and the envy of his butler in the White Stone.

For Gauguin, it was a pleasure.

Soon, Woolley reached the end of the stone steps, the council hall built on a hill.

To Woolley's eyes, the hall was crudely rudimentary—massive stones, stone beams, a bulky wooden roof, and mottled moss marks on the outer walls.

But he had to admit that this dilapidated and rough place in front of him was very important to the hundreds of thousands of inhabitants and millions of slaves within the Seneca city-state, because almost all the livelihood and construction issues of Seneca City would be discussed and resolved here.

After showing the invitation to the two guards guarding the temple gate, Woolley went straight through the doorway that was completely inversely proportional to the height of the council hall.

The environment in the hall was also beyond Woolley's expectations, neat, clean, with thick carpets on the floor, whitewashed walls, and dozens of large bronze lamps hanging from the huge beams of the roof had all been lit, illuminating the hall while also making it a sharp contrast to the gloom and gloom outside.

In the middle of the hall was a large stone round table, and after a few careful glances, Woolley could tell that the stone table was carved from a single rooted boulder, that is, the council hall was originally built around this boulder.

There was a circle of wooden chairs with backrests next to the stone table, the chairs were not big, there should be no comfort at all, and ten steps away from this circle of wooden chairs, four circles of the same chairs were placed in turn, and the number of chairs in the outermost circle exceeded a hundred.

"Five rings. Woolley smiled slightly, and as soon as he shook his head, several nobles came over with smiles on their faces.

"Woolly Green, what have you been busy with lately? It's not easy for us to even meet?" said the leader with a smile.

Woolly glanced at it, and the smile on his face grew, and these people in front of him were his "next family"—the ones who made the carriage.

"Look at what you said, I look forward to sitting with everyone every day. Woolley smiled and greeted him.

Immediately, many eyes from near and far converged on Woolley.

"So he's Woolley......

"Look, they're together again, maybe they're discussing new ways to make money......

"Woolley is too young, isn't he

......

?" As more and more people came to greet him, Woolley soon felt overwhelmed, and more than half of these enthusiastic people were something he had never seen before, but he could easily distinguish the difference between them—the nobles who surrounded him affectionately, at least the wealthy middle nobles, while the nobles from ordinary families stood behind the middle nobles with a smile.

Woolly was very impressed by the hierarchical phenomenon reflected in this small detail.

As a string of crisp copper bells rang, the hall that was still lively and noisy just now was a lot quieter, and the nobles nodded in a friendly manner, turned around, and walked towards their respective seats.

I think I should be sitting at the stone table, right? Why don't I even have a person to usher in the seat?" Woolley frowned, and suddenly felt that the work of this so-called Seneca nobles' meeting place was not arranged properly.

In the middle of the belly, a familiar call suddenly sounded behind him: "......

Woolley" turned around, Woolley saw Lady Leah, who was obviously a little haggard but still smiling.

"See you here at last, oh poor Simon, and he must be proud if he were alive. Lady Leah gave Woolley a warm hug as she spoke, and the moment she rested her chin in Woolley's ear, her voice was lowered a lot, "Tina told me everything, so don't try to fool me."

"I don't like jokes like that. Woolley smiled and said.

Immediately after, a serious voice came into Woolley's ears - "Citizen Woolley Green, please take a seat!" Woolley

frowned and turned around, only to see that more than ten steps away, the tribune Aesop was looking at him with blazing eyes.