In the Golden Horn of Constantinople, at night, when everything was resting, the chains of the Golden Horn estuary slowly fell, and an inconspicuous ship slowly sailed out and finally became the light of the night.

It wasn't until the faintest light had disappeared into the darkness that a hint of disappointment flashed in Luga's eyes, and he sighed softly, closed his eyes and lowered his head.

"You still don't want to touch him, Caesar."

Malenius stood behind Luga, a gust of wind blew, Luga couldn't help but shiver, and Malenius hurriedly put on a wide robe for Luga.

"Thank you, Marlenius, for being so sweet." Luga turned back and smiled at Marinius, then looked back at the darkness in front of him, like a terrifying monster in ancient myths and legends, swallowing the whole world into his belly, except for the starlight above his head and a bright moon, there was nothing else to see from afar.

"It was a beautiful word, and it made me look like a tyrant in the truest sense of the word, but now when I act thoroughly, everything changes, and the cruel and ruthless guy who knows politics in his mouth disappears without a trace in an instant, until he becomes a realistic, weak fellow." Lu Jia couldn't help but sigh when he said this, "I can't be ruthless in the end, after all, he is an old friend who has followed me in the north and south for many years, at least, I can't bear to see him die in front of me." ”

"It is undeniable that he has selfish intentions, but he really does not deserve to die." Marenius sighed, and at this time he remembered John. Antiochus, a completely misunderstood character, is still being scolded by the citizens of Constantinople and forever saddled with the charge of a traitor.

Malenius wanted to open his mouth and take the opportunity to replace John. Antioch exonerated him, even if he took away his reputation as a traitor, but he still held back when the words came to his lips, after all, he also needed to protect himself in this world, maybe John. Antioch was the most sensitive nerve that touched Luga.

"I did pity a lot of people, and it was only now that I finally realized that I had made too many mistakes." Luga lowered her head and looked at her boots through the faint light of the fire.

Such a silent night, as well as a slight cold wind, is enough to calm down a person, especially in an environment that can make people depressed when there is no one around, and people who are lonely in their hearts will have more feelings.

"I used to admire Augustus, after all, this is the very top of the known world, and I envied Theodosius, who, while I was still running outside, and sometimes fearing any resistance to break my dreams, was able to prune the branches in the gardens of the palace and control the world in a leisurely life. But when I actually sat in this position, I found that the knife that pruned the flowers and plants was not just a knife, but the bloodstained Spada on the battlefield, and the severed flowers and leaves were no longer flowers, but those traitors who openly rebelled or were disloyal behind their backs. ”

Luga's feeling made Malenius silent, he didn't know that this guy who occupied the pinnacle of power could have such extreme distress, and it was no wonder, after all, the king was unique, a profession that everyone in the known world admired and desired, and of course the loneliest and most helpless profession.

If there are many people in this world who love you, then how many people will hate you.

This sentence seems simple, but when you taste it carefully, it is a different feeling, and people can't help but feel sadness welling up in their hearts.

"Sometimes I wonder what it would have been if I hadn't become Augustus, and what would all this have been like if I hadn't become Augustus, and that the troubles of the past that weren't worth mentioning would have filled my life again, and I think the most immediate thing is that reality won't allow us to kill each other here, and eventually tear us apart."

"But all this is God's arrangement, Caesar, and this is an unavoidable question!" Malenius comforted Luga and said, "No matter what kind of setbacks they are, these are the experiences of Augustus, and they are the tests that God has given to Caesar. ”

"You're really comforting, Malenius." Luga smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Especially in the aspect of the sacred, which not only reminds me of the holiness of God, but especially in the aspect of his imhumanity, so, we always need to turn a person into a god, and as Augustus, the guy closest to the pinnacle of power naturally becomes a god." ”

"Gods should not be human, if the heretical gods of Olympus are still loved, then there are not so many people who have such high expectations for Augustus now."

"Well, I probably don't know, Caesar." Malenius lowered his head and shook his head at Luga, and said dejectedly.

Then the two smiled at each other, then turned and walked down the wall, their backs to the darkness in front of them, with no end in sight.

When I walked out of the Golden Gate of Constantinople, the gate was unexpectedly open at the moment of dark curfew, only to see a carriage pulling a cart of people slowly out of the Golden Gate, and a large number of soldiers escorted the carriage left and right.

The people in the car were tied up with five flowers, both adults and children, and their mouths were covered with ropes and cloths so that they could not make a sound.

In this way, this group quietly walked out of the Golden Gate and headed towards the Macedonian province.

A soldier guarding the gate stared at the slowly passing carriages in front of him with wide and curious eyes, looking at the poor worms who were tied up, and he asked the familiar officer who followed the convoy beside him, "What's going on?" Why are they all treated like this? ”

"Shhhh

The old officer hurriedly covered the young man's mouth, and then whispered in his ear: "They are all traitors!" ”

"Traitor?" The young soldier was puzzled and asked, "Wasn't the traitor executed?" ”

"No, that's not—" The old officer shook his head slightly, his expression seemed to have something unspeakable, and he wanted to say it several times, but he couldn't say anything. He just glanced at the young man meaningfully, then turned around and followed the convoy away.

The young soldier watched the group leave unhurriedly, his eyes full of doubt, and he had a premonition that none of these men, young and old, would return.

On horseback, the broken cavalry officer said to the officer defending the city: "We will return before dawn." ”

"And what about those people?" The officer guarding the city was really curious, and asked.

"Remember your duty, you are the gatekeeper, the keeper of Constantinople, not the trouble of knowing these things that have nothing to do with you!" The cavalry officer angrily reprimanded the officer defending the city, and he did not say much, and then rode out of the city gates.

"Damn, there must be some ulterior secret being hidden!" The officer guarding the city cursed, spat in the direction the group had gone, and then turned back and yelled at the soldiers to close the gates.