Chapter 48

As for the west, there is the vast sea and several large islands, such as Sardinia, Corsica, Balearic Islands, etc., most of which are controlled by Carthage. Davos has not yet had the courage to face Thera. When Kuza threatened, he would offend another powerful force in the Western Mediterranean; as for occupying an enclave in the Gaul region, Davos never considered it, not to mention that the Dionysian navy was not very capable, and at the same time This long-distance cross-sea attack not only wastes national strength, but also may not be able to defend.

Dionia's expansion is really limited, how to break it? Davos was lost in thought...

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September is the favorite month of Dionysians. It is not only the harvest season, but also the birth month of Hades, the Dionysian protector of the underworld (that is, September 9). Not only will there be lively celebrations, And the All-Dionian League Rugby Finals will also be held, a month of festivities for the people of Dionia, especially in Turii.

Therefore, in many Greek city-states headed by Athens, September is called the month of Eraphibolion (that is, the month of the Deer Festival, used to worship Artemis, the goddess of hunting), while in Dionia it is September Officially designated as the Moon of Pluto. Similarly, April is also designated as the month of marriage to worship Hera, while in many Greek city-states, the month of marriage is set in July...

It can be seen that Dionia has begun to gradually differ from the traditional Greek city-state in terms of life, customs, and culture.

On this day, a young man came to the port of Turiyi. His name was Megalis. He was of medium height, not very strong, but well-proportioned and vigorous.

Obviously, this was the first time he came to Turii. He didn't expect so many ships in the port. It took a long time to get on the dock, and then he struggled to squeeze out of the port. Outside the port, even the carriages and trucks he was on have been called out long ago, so he had to walk for more than an hour to the outside of Turii City, where there was already a long queue.

McGallis was not in a hurry, and waited in line in order, while listening to the people around him chatting cheerfully, "What kind of large-scale performance will this year's Hades celebration be in Victory Square or guess who will be the champion of this year's rugby game? The city's team...", while walking along the flow of people, it was past noon when he faced the city guard's interrogation.

Although he was hungry and thirsty, he had to be patient and answer the city guard's question.

"Is it a citizen of Dionia? If not, please go back. These days, foreigners and freedmen are not allowed in the city of Turii!"

"I'm a citizen of Dionia, my name is McGalis, I live in Crimea, number 1356..." McGallis said fluently.

The city guard stared at him and said, "Show me the ID card." According to Davos' suggestion, Dionia made a slap-sized bronze medal for each official citizen from the previous year (Turiyi has a copper mines, so it is more convenient), the citizen's name is engraved on the front, and the city of residence and the citizen number of its city are engraved on the reverse. This is just a simple identity authentication, but it is a great innovation in this era, which facilitates Dionia's management of the movement of citizens in the territory, especially for the public officials of the household registration department, which is a great boon. For example: a citizen who lives in Turii breaks the law in the city of Asproustum. After the city records his crime, it will be transported by mail to the household registration office where the city belongs to the city of Turii. You can first find the citizen's file before you can record the crime. There are tens of thousands of citizens in Turiyi, and many of them have the same name. It is a very troublesome thing to find. Now that you have a city citizen number, It's easy to find. Moreover, although the identity bronze medal is simple to make, each city number is unique. It is easy to check whether it is forged. Once someone forges, according to Dionysian law, this is a serious crime.

McGallis unhurriedly took out the bronze medal from his arms and handed it to the city guard.

The city guard looked at it carefully, and then threw the bronze medal back to him. There are many people entering and leaving Tuliyi City every day.

Of course, it is impossible for the city guard to register. He pointed to the bulging package that McGallis was carrying, and said, "What's inside?"

"It's all coins. You know, the football game lasts for nearly a month, and it's going to cost a lot," McGallis said.

"Open it and take a look." Cheng Wei looked serious.

McGallis reluctantly opened.

"Whoa, whoa..." The city guard reached out and fiddled with it twice. It was indeed coins. Then he nodded and said, "Go in."

McGallis picked up the package and just took two steps.

"That's right." The city guard shouted from behind, and McGallis's heart jumped suddenly.

"You'd better put all your money in Cristoia Bank and withdraw it when you need it, it's safe."

McGallis heaved a sigh of relief and thanked him repeatedly.

After entering the city, according to the map I had seen before, I asked people all the way, and finally found this hotel not far from the Dionysian Arena.

There were already many people in the lobby.

McGallis squeezed to the counter, and the waiter inside glanced at him and said apologetically, "Sorry, the room here is full."

"I have a reservation." McGallis responded immediately.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, and quickly asked, "What is the room number? Who booked it?"

"Room 17, Aurora's reservation." McGallis replied fluently.

The waiter immediately opened the register and looked at it: "Yes, room 17 was indeed reserved for five days first, so your name is McGalis?"

McGallis showed him the bronze medal.

After the waiter confirmed it, he nodded and said, "Please come with me." After that, he took McGalis upstairs.

"Lucky one," someone muttered in the lobby. In fact, many of the people who came to participate in the celebration lived directly in the homes of the people of Turui. Only some new citizens or prospective citizens had to live in hotels because they had no friends or acquaintances in Turei.

McGallis entered the room, and after the waiter left, he quickly closed the door and carefully looked at the interior layout.

Then he walked to the bed, moved the bed a little harder, reached out to grope under the bed on the side of the wall, and quickly took out something tightly wrapped in linen.

He opened it carefully, only to see a Lan Yingying dagger inside...

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In the next few days, Megalis walked all over the streets and alleys of Turii City, especially the Temple of Hades many times to observe the terrain. Except for the right-wing people who carefully inquired about the celebration of the Tuli, other times they are alone and try not to contact others.

It's just that he contracted a problem in the city of Turii, and fell in love with the food at Kristoya's restaurant. Despite the many death trials on the battlefield, this mission gave him considerable pressure. Where is the best place to relieve stress in a city-state? Restaurants, of course (although in Dionia it's the arena).

As a mercenary, McGallis, who has been living a simple life, was soon captured by the delicacies of Cristoia's restaurant, shabu-shabu beef and mutton, shabu-shabu tripe, fresh fish soup, honey bread, fried cod... ...every dish made him slander, so he quickly learned some of the "vices" of the rich Dionysians - spending three meals a day in restaurants.

But he forgot one thing, in order to be able to stay in the guest room in the city of Turii in time, he came eight days before the celebration on September 9th. The food in Kristoya's restaurant is not cheap, not to mention that this is during the celebration, the city is full of people, and the prices of various consumer goods are rising, especially the food. A few days later, McGallis found that his "Hades silver coins" had run out, so he had to pay with other city-state currencies, but the waiter in the restaurant refused to accept them, saying: In addition to the silver coins issued by Dionia , and do not accept coins from other city-states.

McGalis was helpless, and at the same time for convenience, he came to Cristoia Bank with all the money in the package.

When it was finally his turn, the bank employee asked him from the counter behind the bars, "Are you saving money or withdrawing money?"

"Exchange for Dionian silver coins." McGallis patted the burden on his shoulder.

The employee looked at it and handed out a papyrus: "Write the name of the currency you want to exchange, and the amount..."

McGallis looked embarrassed: "I...I can't read."

The employee obviously encountered this situation often, and he continued with the same tone: "So...you tell me how much currency to exchange, then put the money to exchange in, watch me confirm it for you, you Agree?"

McGallis hesitated, nodded in agreement, and then told the employee what currency he wanted to exchange, how many, etc.

The employee took notes as he listened, and the stylus trembled slightly when he heard "Syracuse four drachmas," but from time to time there were Sicilian merchants in Turíi who came to deposit and exchange coins, which were not Not too uncommon.

He finished recording, and while McGallis was stuffing the window, he called in another employee to count and double check.

When opening the bag and counting the coins, the employee looked at it casually, but in fact, he looked very carefully. Among the coins in the bag, the number of "Silver 4 drachmas of Syracuse" accounted for the largest number, and some of them were brand new. His heart was beating involuntarily...

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"Master Ancitanos, when you go to Laos this time, you must persuade this child! He just became a consul a few days ago, and his ass has not been hot on the chair, so he will modify Laos's. Law, strictly govern illegal acts in the city of Laos..." Davos said with some anger: "This is declaring war on the nobles of Laos (in fact, the former small tribe leaders), and also threatened to say To give more rights to the commoners. Humph! Who he thought he was, not even his father! What did he think of Laos? Dionia, or Athens? No, he didn't know Laos at all It's not really a Greek city, it's just a renaming of an old confederation of tribes..."