"What? Brother, you want me to steal the white candle from the trance?"

Early in the morning, when the sleepy Levin heard what Ma Wei said, his sleepiness flew away immediately and he was dumbfounded.

"You are the Rose Phantom Thief and the current Archbishop of the Church of Truth. If you don't want to go, do you want me to go?"

"I retired a long time ago! The current Rose Phantom Thief is Gina!"

"Then let her go."

Ma Wei took a sip of hot tea and said calmly: "I think she is happy to take on this task. After all, if she doesn't go, you have to go."

"Wow, brother, you are too despicable!"

Levin clutched his chest and sat across from him, feeling indescribably sad: "The White Candle is in the Cult of Fertility. In Rome, it is the headquarters of the Fertility Goddess. Let Gina go there to steal things. She has already stolen something before.

The White Candle that communicates with the gods...isn’t it a death wish?”

After Levin retired and joined the Church of Truth, Gina inherited the identity of Rose Phantom Thief. She did this mainly to provide a cover for Levin so that Levin could exit safely.

There are countless people staring at the Rose Phantom Thief, and his sudden disappearance will definitely arouse the suspicion of many people.

Although Gina is an apprentice taught by Levine, Levine did not teach her the experience of the Phantom Thieves. At the level of Levine and Holmes, experience is often more important than technology. Sometimes the sudden 'smell' can even play a greater role.

The effect of changing the situation.

"Of course I won't let you die." Ma Wei said: "I will distract the goddess of fertility and provide you with time to take action."

"How to do it?"

"Just use the divine white candle to lure them away. This is the bait on my side. The key is on your side."

Ma Wei has already thought of a way for Levin. As a director of the Manstein Potion Company, Levin will go to the Roman Republic to discuss the purchase of potions with the Church of Abundance. As long as Levin can find out who keeps the White Candle.

If there is a place, Ma Wei will lure away the goddess of fertility. Without the goddess in charge, Levin will have nothing to fear.

The Rose Phantom Thief can also show off his skills.

"Don't send a warning letter this time. Tell the Church of Abundance in advance that you want to steal the White Candle. It would be strange if they don't take more precautions."

Levin scratched his head in embarrassment: "That's the rule... If I don't do this, who will remember that I am the Phantom Thief of Rose?"

"You are now the cardinal archbishop of the Church of Truth, and you have the qualifications to elect the pope. You are no longer a shady thief."

The words were not final, Mawei left enough room for Levin to think, and his meaning was very simple.

Since Levin chose to become the archbishop of the Church of Truth, he should shoulder the corresponding responsibilities, and giving up his identity as the Phantom Thief of Rose for the church is one of his responsibilities.

"I know what to do."

Levin took out the silver flask and took a sip, feeling a little disappointed.

"It's painful, isn't it? Breaking with and abandoning your past self is like killing your past self."

"..."

"This is the price of growth. In the past, you would have chosen the Rose Phantom Thief without hesitation, but you have changed. You started to worry about other things, because you had something you cared more about, so you chose to kill your past self with your own hands. It was painful.

It’s inevitable.”

Ma Wei said calmly: "Whatever you choose, you will lose. What you cherished in the past does not mean that you will cherish it in the future. Just like childhood toys and childhood friendships, they always disappear inadvertently."

Glancing at the silent Levin, Mavey added: "The action funds are in the envelope behind the counter. I will send Kovalev to follow you. If there is any problem, please report it in time."

"When should I leave?"

Ma Wei took out his pocket watch and glanced at it: "In half an hour."

Canary Wharf.

Levin stood on the edge of the freighter, looking at Ma Wei who waved to him and watched him leave, and stayed for a long time.

More than half an hour ago, he was lying in a warm bed, and half an hour later, he boarded the freighter bound for Rome.

Manstein Maritime Company.

There was also a noisy accountant reporting to him on the status of the goods.

"Your Majesty, the goods we sent to the Roman Republic this time include finished potions and potion raw materials. The finished potions are..."

Levin's head was pounding after hearing this.

He hasn't said goodbye to Helena, Tiffany and the others yet!

Ma Wei said that he would inform Helena and the others for him, but this was not the same thing at all!

Considering that time was urgent, Levin did not complain too much. He just asked Kovalev, who was disguised as his assistant, to talk to the accountant, and then picked up Xiao Hei who was on board and walked into the cabin.

It's so cold outside that every breath brings severe pain. It's not as good as a warm cabin.

The reason why Xiao Hei is also on the ship is to assist Levin. There are stray cats in every city. If you communicate with them, you will get a lot of secret information.

The cargo ship encountered a storm along the way south, but finally passed through the Strait of Gibraltar without any danger and docked at the Port of Naples.

It was Levin's first time to come to the Roman Republic and he was not familiar with it. Fortunately, with the help of people from the Manstein Potion Branch, he quickly adapted to the situation.

After arriving in Naples with the freighter, Levin did not need to stop in Naples. He wanted to go to Rome to negotiate with the Pope of the Plenty Cult. In order to welcome him, the nobles of Naples held a grand banquet for him and promised to have an early morning meeting with him the next day.

Send a convoy to escort him to Rome.

The dinner was very sumptuous, and Levin also drank a lot of wine. As a shareholder of the Manstein Potion Company, he would naturally receive extremely high courtesy. Several nobles also wanted to take the opportunity to sign a profitable contract with him.

contracts, but he rejected them all.

On the way back to the hotel, the carriage passed a ring-shaped building with dim firelight inside, and cheers erupted from time to time. Levin couldn't help but ask: "What is inside here? Is it a racetrack?"

"It's not a racetrack." Liam, the general manager of the branch, said, "It's the Colosseum built under the order of Emperor Caesar."

"Colosseum?"

Levin was stunned for a moment, thinking about how old this was. Slavery had been abolished, so why was there still the Colosseum from the ancient Roman period?

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Emperor Caesar believed that the Sardinians were too lazy and had lost their fighting spirit and bloody spirit in their prosperous life, so he ordered the construction of the Colosseum and restarted the ancient Roman period.

movement, thus awakening the... barbaric nature of the Sardinians."

At the end of the sentence, Liam lowered his voice: "Emperor Caesar always believed that the Sardinians were barbaric and that all the real Romans were dead."

Most of the barbarians in the ancient Roman period were competitive, which was a necessary ability to survive in nature. For this reason, Caesar called the Sardinians barbarians. Surprisingly, the Sardinians had nothing to do with this scornful name.

In response, Caesar became even more angry.

It is indeed disgraceful to be called a barbarian by one's own emperor, but who calls someone a Caesar?

As long as Caesar is around, they are the orthodox Romans and the center of the world.

In order to correct the overly comfortable thinking of the Sardinians, Caesar was angry and launched the Colosseum plan, intending to use this bloody sport to awaken the nature of the Sardinians.

Caesar wants a group of warriors, a group of soldiers! Not a mafia wearing a suit and tie sitting in an office talking about bullshit rules!

Stopping the carriage, Levin took Xiaohei, Kovalev and Liam and wandered into the Colosseum, followed by members of the Holy Light and Mythril Society who were closely protecting him, a large group of people.

, the Colosseum administrator was so frightened that he didn’t even dare to check the tickets.

In the top bleachers, Levin, who had just walked out of the tunnel, felt a wave of heat, mixed with the excited screams of the audience. The Colosseum was full of people, everyone was blushing, waving their fists, and shouting loudly.

In the field, a tiger is being eaten by a porcupine covered with silver needles. They are extraordinary creatures. The porcupine's tusks are two meters long. The sharp teeth tear open the tiger's belly and pull out the internal organs for chewing. It is a bloody scene.

Make the audience more excited.

"It's not a battle between humans, but a showdown between extraordinary creatures?"

Levin had sobered up a lot and looked at the scene in front of him and fell into deep thought.

Looking at the crazy expressions of the audience, a sense of danger arose in his heart.

Caesar's plan has been implemented very smoothly. At least so far, these audiences have indeed become a lot more barbaric. The violent elements sleeping in their genes are awakening, and their bloodthirsty nature is constantly being released.

"I have reported this matter to the Prime Minister a long time ago." Liam said.

"Oh? What did eldest brother say?"

"The Prime Minister said...it is not only the Sardinians who live a comfortable life that are dragging down Caesar, but also the Cult of Fertility." Looking behind him, Liam whispered: "The Fertility Goddess is not a god suitable for fighting."

"But the battle is all about logistics, isn't it?"

"The Prime Minister said, I store grain next door and I store guns. Next door is my granary." Liam shrugged: "I don't know what this sentence means, but the Prime Minister must have an idea."

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Levin, who was familiar with Ma Wei's way of speaking, understood.

In war, logistics is the most important.

War is about national strength and money.

The Roman Republic was not short of money, let alone food.

What they lack is the top combat power they can use.

In a one-on-one situation, the Goddess of Fertility cannot be an opponent of the God of Judgment. This alone limits the upper limit of the Roman Republic.

We have money and food, but no guns in our hands...

What's this?

Big dog owner!
To be continued...