A week later, a messenger from Rome brought the news of Theodosius' death to Talaco.

This Augustus in the far East was not known to the Romans in the West, and the only thing that could be known was that he had a legal code enforced here.

Maybe the only way to remember him is to enforce his laws, but if there is anything to miss when you want to come back? It was too late to miss the Augustus of the East, which they had never met, but to cling to the Pope's arrival and hastening the expansion of Tarraco with the city's rapid development.

What is it that allows the Pope to stay here for a full four months, what kind of privilege does a bustling city deserve?

It is with this question that thousands of people from the south and from the north have to say that thousands of people have come to live here and try to pay homage to the Pope.

"With so many people coming and going, are they all here to pay homage to the great Pope?"

"No, no, no, it's more about seeking refuge, you know?"

"Asylum?"

"Because the spear of the empire, Luga, is here, and no barbarian can stand under his spear!"

The streets of Tarraco were bustling with people, the previously dormant carving and construction industries were given a new lease of life, and the city seemed to be reinvigorated by the arrival of the Pope and the Captain of the Soldiers.

Architects even argued about the need to tear down the walls to expand the city so that the nobles who had to squeeze their heads in would be willing to pay for the land, and the counter-arguments were to raise the price of land and make a profit.

The bustle outside could not be resisted, and the noisy sound seemed pervasive, but in the governor's palace, this temporary church, it was quiet and eerie, and the seats that were originally occupied by the believers were full of officers and courtiers.

They didn't say a word, but looked at Liang and Luga on the altar.

Liang and Luga stood opposite each other, the two of them looking at each other but not saying a word, Liang's face was clearly full of displeasure.

"Just casually gone? Your Excellency has forgotten what you promised me in the first place. Liang's expression condensed, as if a layer of frost had been passed on it, and the tone of his speech was even more dull, with a hint of banter in it.

"I'm so sorry, papa. Now this is no longer the optimistic estimate that you and I once had, and I must go back to defend Rome. ”

"Ha, Aetius." Leo laughed dryly, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, which seemed even more playful, "You are still afraid of that guy, that bastard you call ambitious, he is already fifty-four years old, why do you think he is still so bold." ”

"Because he's still alive."

Luga thought that he couldn't say a few words to Leodore, that it would take half a day to explain, and that he was not good at words, and that dropping this sentence might be the best outcome, so Luga turned around and left with the officers.

Looking at the back of Luga and his party in the distance, Andrés stood up in surprise and asked Leo, "Papa, they, did they just leave?" ”

"The ideas of politicians are always so complicated, especially after the military enters politics." Leo shrugged his shoulders and continued, "They always intend to solve the most complex problems by the most direct and violent means, and their choices have proven to be acceptable to the world. ”

Out of Tarraco, the huge army that came with it was already outside the city and slowly marched towards the port.

The harbor was full of warships, and they were under the banner of the Second Phalaenopsis Fleet, where Sergius had been waiting too long.

"Long time no see, old man." Luga boarded the boat and hugged Sergius, and the whole scene looked very relaxed, but Sergius looked a little whiter, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were thicker with the passage of time.

"My pleasure, Captain Soldier." Although the age gap seems to be quite small, Sergius is still so unhurried and polite.

"Tell me about the current situation in Rome." "I desperately need news of Rome right now, because it looks like it's on the edge of the world," Luga said. ”

"Very bad, Lord Luga." Sergius bowed slightly and said, "I have to feel very sorry for Your Excellency, after I learned the news of Augustus's return to heaven. ”

"This is indeed a matter of great pity, Your Excellency Sergius." Luga sighed, although his face showed a disapproving look, but Luga is not a cold-blooded animal, and the help of Theodosius is really like what a father should do, it can be said that without Theodosius II, there would be no Luga today.

"But for now, we have to keep Valentinian safe, after all, he is the only seed in the Flavis family."

"I'm afraid it's not all, Lord Luga." Sergius looked at Luga with meaningful eyes.

"What do you mean by that?" Luga looked at Sergius with a puzzled expression, and he had a premonition in his heart that it was not very good.

"Look at it, Lord Luga." As he spoke, Sergius took out a piece of parchment from his pocket and handed it to Luga, and said to Luga, "This is this letter written by Theodosius II before his death, and I now request that this letter be delivered to your Excellency." ”

Feeling uneasy, Luga took the parchment with trembling hands, held it in his hand, and as if he had made up his mind, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and opened the parchment, and read it carefully.

"What do you mean? What does that mean? Luga felt incredulous, and he looked at the parchment in his hand, which he might not have believed that it was Theodosius II's will if it were not for his autograph.

"What did you say? Can I be lucky enough to know? Lord Luga: "Sergius was very curious, and he was even more curious to see Luga so surprised.

"It's not a question to get out of here, Lord Sergius." Luga put away the parchment and sighed, looking helpless, as if he did not want to carry out the will of Theodosius II in the letter.

"Does Valentinian know about this?" Luga asked Sergius.

"Augusta is trying her best to hide the truth of this, and she is afraid that Augustus will go crazy and want to go to the East."

"So Augusta also received my father's edict?"

"I'm afraid so, Lord Luga, Augusta asked me to come and bring a word."

"What?"

"She's ready!"

"What are these words?" Luga's heart chuckled, he now dared to guarantee one hundred percent that the news in Liekinia's hands was exactly the same as his, Licinia was ready, what was she going to do? Get back? Still is......

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he frightened Luga's heart, he hugged his head, and then grabbed Sergius and said, "Now, no matter what, let's go!" ”

"Where are you going?" Sergius looked curious, this clever guy must have understood something, "Is it the Eastern Empire, or Rome?" ”

"Rome!" Luga's words were unwavering!