Stealing Fragrance

He opened the letter and was shocked by its contents.

It was a reply from Bartitas to Grebo:

"···The Thracian who disobeyed your military orders and fled home has been bought by me. He has some talent, and I will keep an eye on him as you wished, making him die in the gladiator arena one day, but not now, nor anytime soon. I need him to make money for me···

···I need an official position. I wish to obtain the honor of being the Consul of the city of Capus. If I need to operate in Rome, I will provide you with all necessary expenses and funding···

Lastly, regarding the Thracian's wife, Sura, as you wished, I have taken her life from a Syrian merchant and lied to him, telling him his wife is still alive and I will bring her back to him. This will help strengthen the Thracian's loyalty and courage."

Although Kirk already knew that Bartitas had sent people to kill Spartacus's lover, Sura, and had promised Spartacus he would find his wife, deceiving Spartacus into serving him. The other contractors knew this as well. However, if they directly told Spartacus this cruel news, they would not gain his friendship and trust, but rather his angry sword! Without evidence, just by word of mouth, they would only anger the plot character and risk their own lives.

But if this letter were handed to Spartacus, faced with irrefutable proof, he would surely believe it.

What would be the consequences then?

Undoubtedly, a furious Spartacus would kill Bartitas ahead of time, igniting the rebellion against Roman slavery prematurely.

Kirk didn't have time to think further. He quickly put the letter into The Space and continued to search everywhere. He found a copy of the Roman Infantry Manual on a bookshelf, which seemed readable, and threw it into The Space. Then, a wicked thought flashed through his mind, and he grabbed Grebo's private seal, ink, and parchment, throwing them all into The Space. At that moment, the slaves had already found him. He quickly jumped into the swimming pool downstairs and shouted, allowing himself to be caught there and sent back before Illyria. This was to cover up the fact that he had looted the library.

Illyria was about to scold him when she was informed by the front door that the master of the house, Grebo, had returned and was heading towards the inner chambers. Illyria was terrified and didn't dare tell her husband that she was preparing to watch a fight between a man and a chimpanzee. She quickly told Kirk to hide immediately.

Kirk, like an otaku caught by his husband while cheating, ran around frantically. Illyria, seeing how pathetic he looked, made a firm decision and told him to hide under the bed.

In fact, it would have been enough to have Kirk disguise himself as a slave. Grebo didn't come back often, and when he did, did they still need to check in?

Kirk hid under Illyria's bed, his heart pounding with anxiety. If the Legion Commander discovered him hiding under his beautiful and lonely wife's bed, would he nail him to a cross?

However, Grebo's return led to a loud argument that lasted for hours. Illyria, a spoiled young lady from a Senator father, Abinus, was accustomed to getting her way. Grebo was an ambitious young Roman officer, arrogant and focused on climbing the ranks, naturally spending very little time with his wife. The lonely young woman would host one viewing party after another. Now that her husband was back, for some trivial reason, they started fighting again.

In those times, there were no melodramatic relationship shows like "Who's Talking" or "Third Mediation Room." The result of escalating family conflicts was often a slap or a whip from the man, and the woman collapsing in tears. The saying of the time was: "Go enjoy women, but remember to bring a whip."

This high-ranking Roman family was no exception.

Grebo must have come home to get something before returning to Rome. There were plenty of women there. He was young, handsome, and had a promising future. Rome's atmosphere was open and chaotic, so he naturally had no trouble finding noblewomen and daughters to sleep with. He had no patience to waste words with this proud and tsundere young lady, despite her beauty. His wife was primarily a political tool, and he coveted her father's power. As long as he didn't cross the line and they didn't divorce, her father couldn't do anything. Besides, her father needed his influence in the military; they were mutually beneficial.

Grebo left in a furious rage.

Kirk finally escaped disaster, like a rat, and furtively crawled out from under the beautiful Roman woman's bed. Illyria, weeping softly, with tears streaming down her face, heartbroken, waved him away, deeply hurt by her husband slapping her in front of others.

However, Kirk wasn't in a hurry to leave now. He smiled like a mouse that had stolen an egg. If not now, when would be the time to sneak in and steal her affections?

He sat down in front of Illyria and whispered a few words into the noblewoman's rosy ear, which showed displeasure. Then, he took out a piece of parchment. While listening to the couple argue under the bed for hours, he had diligently written and embellished it. It was crumpled and bore Grebo's private seal. The content was a love letter to a noblewoman, imitating Grebo's tone while gossiping about the couple's argument. Not only was it incredibly mushy, but it also disparaged Illyria to an unimaginable degree. To distract Illyria, he continued to spew his saliva all over her.

Illyria read it for a few moments, her face changed drastically, and she stood up angrily, wanting to drive out and confront Grebo. In reality, Kirk's forgery skills were extremely poor. Anyone who looked closely would easily see through it. However, Illyria had just suffered domestic violence and, having heard gossip from her friends, already firmly believed in the existence of a mistress. Kirk merely provided a piece of forged evidence, going with the flow. In her rage, the beautiful young woman believed it completely.

A look of determination flashed in Kirk's eyes. He grabbed the beautiful young woman who was about to leave, launched a surprise attack, and covered her surprised lips with his own. Then, his large hands became restless on her chest. After a period of unrestrained indulgence, he whispered a few more words, and the confused, flushed, and utterly weak golden-haired Persian cat wife was half-heartedly pushed onto the soft, large bed...

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Two hours later, Kirk left Grebo's villa with immense satisfaction, swaggering as if he had won a victory. Illyria, her face flushed with a rosy hue, charmingly saw him off, her eyes languid. She gently bit her red lips, her captivating charm showing that the beautiful young woman had been thoroughly watered and nourished, her heart completely captured by this slave gladiator with a charm value of 2. Kirk couldn't help himself. Seeing no one around, he pulled Illyria into the carriage, told the driver to get lost, and then had sex in the carriage for another 30 minutes. Before the sun set, Kirk had "cultivated" this beautiful blonde beauty several more times before sending off the noble young woman, who was dripping with sweat and wished she could melt into his arms.

Sitting in the carriage, Kirk laughed obscenely, like a general returning victorious. Brother Spartacus, your little brother is incompetent. I couldn't kill your enemy for you, but I slept with his wife. Justice must be served! However, this blonde beauty is truly something else; my back is almost broken, and I almost died of exhaustion.

In fact, Kirk had precisely targeted Illyria's innocent and lonely young wife persona. In the original plot, this bored and lonely woman was a beautiful puppet manipulated by Lucretia. Kirk had only employed a small trick, using a blank parchment with Grebo's private mark, a somewhat decent imitation of handwriting, and Grebo's private seal, to completely capture this woman's body and soul. But then again, Roman women's concept of chastity wasn't strong. Illyria herself was a proud and tsundere young lady. Having just suffered domestic violence, long-term neglect from her husband's absence, and having heard rumors of his philandering, choosing to have an affair was quite normal.

After sleeping with this beautiful woman, Kirk thought carefully and realized the scheme of that cult leader. As the beloved daughter of a Senator and the wife of a Legion Commander, this beautiful young woman held immense influence in the city of Capus and even the Roman Republic. In the original plot, Illyria was manipulated and used her influence to instruct others to pair Spartacus and Vero for a life-or-death duel, directly leading to Vero, a formidable warrior, voluntarily dying at the hands of his brother Spartacus. The power of a woman's pillow talk is immense. As the ancient saying goes, "A warrior is restrained by force, but a nation can be saved by a woman's counsel." How powerful is that?

After the contractors banded together, it became difficult for this evil cult leader to act directly, so they began to target the upper class. Unfortunately, this plan was disrupted by Kirk, who had a charm value of 2. Conversely, after conquering Illyria, Kirk could use the noble young woman's influence to play various dirty tricks on their enemies.

Kirk returned to the training camp as dusk approached. Little Fatty was the first to greet him, asking in a low voice, "I see my elder brother's demeanor is majestic, his spirit soaring, and a vast righteousness arises within him. My admiration for my elder brother is like the ceaseless flow of the Yellow River..."

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

"Did you sleep with her?" Little Fatty got straight to the point, staring at Kirk's glasses.

Kirk was startled. "Who? Illyria?"

"Big brother is truly humorous. Although I believe in your charm, Illyria, despite coming to watch gladiators every day, has remained chaste and never participated. Everyone knows this. I'm asking about that beautiful little maid from last time?" Little Fatty said excitedly.

"Of course, haha." Kirk gave a dry laugh and quickly changed the subject. "We're going to Marseille for the Dionysia Festival tomorrow. How are the preparations going?"

"The gladiators are all ready. The contractors participating as gladiators are Audi, you, mt, the Female Magician, and the black one-eyed man, five in total. The other ten of us contractors will participate as slaves," Little Fatty said.