Huh? Are they all real?.

Because this is simply too contrary to human nature.

Of course, one could argue that this is too much in line with human nature.

"It wasn't as outrageous as it was in history, but a lot of slaves were indeed used for this."

"So, do you understand now, Master?"

"This is not even limited to this Old World without the protection of gods."

She looked at the man who kept trying to dissuade her.

Moen asked the other person a serious question:

"They say you were once a consul, so why did you become a slave?"

The man glanced down at the Toga he was wearing, a garment typically reserved for the upper class.

Then he laughed at himself:

"Because I once thought that the law and hard work could change all of this."

Before Moen could ask any further questions...

The man then said:

"I just told you that there hasn't been a war for the past ten years or so, do you remember?"

"remember."

"Thirteen years ago, there was a rebellion movement dedicated to destroying slavery."

"It swept across almost the entire Old World, and made all the rebels feel that the terrible cloud that had shrouded Rome for countless generations was about to dissipate."

"More and more soldiers took up arms and joined the resistance."

"Even many well-intentioned bigwigs have joined in, either openly or covertly."

"I still remember that a great, nameless angel appeared at the forefront of us, showing us the way and helping us defeat powerful enemies."

The man's voice had taken on a long-lost high pitch.

It was as if he had returned to that era that made his blood boil.

“I, we, everyone who got involved at the time thought we were going to win, and we all thought we would write a legend for this great successor.”

"Because we have the support of almost all the slaves on the entire continent, we have found countless powerful allies, and even our leader is revered as a living Augustus!"

"But."

The man's initial passion cooled instantly. He looked down at Moen and said:

“But, Master, as you can see, I am right here, and I am your slave.”

“Our allies chose silence in the final moments, our companions fell one after another, betrayed us, and our leader, the great, the true, the only Augustus, also fell before us.”

With trembling hands, the man uttered his last words, speaking earnestly to Moen:

“Master, pretend none of this happened, pretend you didn’t see any of this, and go back to the rich neighborhood you should go to, or the uptown that’s reserved for people like you.”

"Forget all this while enjoying the warmth of a beautiful woman and the sweetness of fine wine, and return to your hometown!"

She looked at the man who was earnestly advising her.

Moen picked up the ticket; it was for a trip to the New World.

A moment later, Moen handed the ticket to the man.

"Take off the collar and leave this place, my friend."

The man smiled wryly:

"Master, it's you who should leave!"

Moen also laughed:

"No, I'm back!"

The man asked curiously:

"who are you?"

Moen put down the ticket and reached out to untie the man's collar.

As the collar hit the ground, the man heard Moen's reply:

"Augustus Julius".

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Chapter 237 This is Augustus's sash! (4k)

There were many Augusti on the Old World where Rome was based.

But the most famous and most recognized one will always be the very first one.

After him, Augustus transformed from an ordinary name into one of the most prestigious titles in the world.

Because this is the person who almost became the true ruler of the world.

Those who killed him, those who betrayed him, and even those who took pride in using his name and possessing everything he left behind.

This is him, the founder of the Holy Roman Republic, and the world's ruler who failed to possess the world—Augustus Julius.

A name that doesn't sound very Roman, but for Moen, it's the most Roman of all!

Because it comes from two legends, Caesar and Octavian.

These were also two key moments in the transition from a republic to an imperial system.

This name not only represents Moen's longing for his hometown and his tribute to the legend, but also marks the ending of this save file from the very beginning.

I am Octavian, therefore I come to begin. I am also Caesar, therefore I come to die.

This was Moen's choice. He clearly realized the ruin brought about by the eldest sons and that someone of sufficient stature had to step forward to mend and repair everything.

Thus Rome came into being, and Augustus appeared from that time.

He personally founded a powerful and civilized Roman Republic, and gradually took control of this broken world through excellent diplomacy and strong military force.

Then began the tireless work of mending and patching, day and night.

Ultimately, he even won over the major churches and even the supreme beings who had only reluctantly acknowledged the necessity of having someone like him, to truly recognize his rule.

And they were willing to wait for him until he died.

He was also willing to place the crown of the world's ruler, which none of his eldest sons had obtained, upon his head.

Before his assassination, the only land that had not yet recognized Roman rule had already been given the most luxurious crown in history by the two supreme rulers.

If he were to come in person, they would recognize his rule, annex him to Rome, and crown him.

Unfortunately, Augustus, who was just a step away from truly ruling the world, died absurdly in an assassination attempt by the Senate.

The gods and kings were all astonished, especially since Augustus was one of the allies who had been incorporated.

The fools in the Senate seemed to have no idea why Rome was able to rule the world.

That was simply because everyone knew that someone had to step forward and take charge, and they had only found Augustus, the only one who met all the requirements.

Therefore, as long as Augustus was alive, they could still acknowledge Rome.

But if Augustus is dead, then who will care about Rome when it is no longer Rome?

Aside from Augustus, who truly demonstrated his achievements, who else could get the restored Supreme Beings to nod in approval?

The rest of the supreme beings cannot do it, let alone the so-called elders who are delusional enough to steal the fruits of their labor.

This was something every normal person at the time could understand, but only the senators closest to Augustus did not.

They genuinely believed that Rome's success could bypass Augustus.

Therefore, everything fell apart in an instant.

Rome, the only capital city in the world, was also destroyed in the ensuing riots.

Although the Holy Roman Republic perished, this great nation left a profound mark on the world.

Even today, many artifacts belonging to Rome are still being unearthed from ruins around the world.

For Moen, that was enough.

Rome should be like this: create a brief period of glory, and then quietly return to history.

Having completed the mending of the world, he and Rome, regardless of who they are, can be freed from this glory that is destined to perish.

It has become a beautiful history that everyone admires and reveres whenever they talk about it.

If possible, if even a tiny bit of Rome remains, so that it can remember this history and let the world see it firsthand.

Even better.

So when Moen heard that the Roman Empire still existed, he was genuinely happy.

It also intentionally preserved the historical issue of no deities residing in the Old World.

Moen never expected that Rome would turn into this frenzied state so soon after he left.

Therefore, the history of Augustus cannot end here.

He wanted to personally strangle this foul-smelling, poisonous creature born from his own corpse.

"Augustus Julius".

After Moen calmly and solemnly said those words to the man.

The man's eyes were filled with disbelief.

And a stunned silence, like a tidal wave.

He couldn't help but take a few steps back.

It seemed that this would allow him to see whether the man in front of him who called himself Augustus was truly the ruler of the world.

Unfortunately, he was only human, and so was Moen.

So after a brief moment of surprise, the man steadied himself and lowered his head, saying:

“Master, I’ve already told you, Augustus is dead, and you are not him either.”

Clearly, the man did not consider Moen to be that legend.

He simply thought that Mohn was yet another good man and a fool trying to emulate the hero from thirteen years ago.

Moen didn't emphasize his identity; he simply looked at the man seriously and asked:

"Has anyone ever said the same thing to you? The same person from thirteen years ago?"

The man looked up at Moen, and after a moment he nodded and said:

"No matter how disappointed the people may be with the Augustuss who came after them, Augustus will always be the name that people can follow the most, and I and all of us truly believe that he is Augustus!"

Upright, courageous, willing to fight for all injustice, and willing to rebel against all slavery.

If this isn't Augustus, then even Augustus doesn't deserve to be him!

Moen wasn't angry; he was just curious and asked:

"So what's his name?"

"Spartacus, Master. His name is Spatacus! The hero who emerged from the Capua Arena!"

After remembering the name, Moen nodded, picked up the ticket again, and asked:

"So, are you still going to leave Rome?"

The man shook his head without any desire and said:

“I was born in Rome, so I should die in Rome, whatever my status may be.”

Moen put down the ticket and then casually tossed it aside on the roadside.

After carefully wiping her hands, she extended her hand to the man in front of her and said:

"If I said I intended to change this flawed situation, would you be willing to come with me, just like you did thirteen years ago?"

Looking at Moen's outstretched hand and the boat ticket Moen had thrown at his feet.