Rome Must Perish

Karsipengpas gathered his thoughts and continued, "Well... he is a very confident leader. When he was preparing to lead his troops out of Sarabia, I was worried about whether they could escape the pursuit of the Roman Army, but he confidently assured me that they would definitely defeat all the Roman Army and then safely head north. Now, everything he said has come true.

Of course, he is not an arrogant person. He once asked me about the situation of the Pannonians and the surrounding Boyi people, Noric people, Dacians, and other tribes, and even asked me to draw a map of the Pannonian Tribe distribution... He must have considered it repeatedly before he said he would avenge the Illyrians against the Pannonians..."

"It seems, Karsipengpas, your impression of Leader Maximus is quite good." Cleobrotas listened and commented flatly.

Karsipengpas glared, "It’s not just me who thinks so; all the Illyrian Pirates who have met Leader Maximus think the same."

"Yes, yes, we think so too, although not as eloquently as the leader," one of the pirates accompanying Karsipengpas quickly expressed their stance.

"Alright, Karsipengpas, buying land is a big deal. I need to discuss it thoroughly with the other elders before I can give you an answer." Acoupaigos lifted the wine glass on the table and smiled, saying, "Let’s not discuss this matter for now. It’s rare for you to come back; let’s have a good drink today."

Karsipengpas did not raise his glass but solemnly reminded, "This matter does indeed need serious consideration, but I hope Great Chief you can make a decision quickly, because Leader Maximus did not just make this request to me; he also proposed buying land to the Otarlat Tribe, the Dalmatian Tribe, the Pulalei Tribe... and even the pirates in the Epirus Region."

Every time Karsipengpas mentioned a tribe name, Acoupaigos’s face twitched.

After the banquet, Acoupaigos kept Cleobrotas back alone.