Luga's assassination did not hurt his life, and compared to the others, the most abnormal and nervous person was probably Valentinian.

He often couldn't sleep at night, as if he was suffering from anxiety, and it was fitting to describe Valentinian at this time.

"What the hell, what the hell should I do!" Valentinian asked himself more than once, and he trembled at the thought of Luga's gaze at that time. Flavis. Luga was no longer the trembling guy he had been before him, he had gone over his head, stood in front of him, looked back at himself.

Such a huge psychological gap makes Valentinian hate and angry, but there is nothing he can do, more helplessness, and even fear, and now he should be afraid.

At this moment, the door opened, and Maximus walked in slowly, looking so calm as if he were not moved by the incident.

Valentinian just stood in the doorway, coldly watching Valentinian's restless back.

"Maximus, my friend, quick, come over here." When Valentinian saw Maximus standing at the door, his eyes seemed to flash with a beam of light, he hurriedly greeted him, grabbed Maximus's arm and hurriedly asked, "How is it?" Flavis. Luga, do you see any clues? ”

"You don't have to worry about that, Caesar, I can assure you, Flavies. Luga got no news from the poor creature he had captured. Maximus seemed confident, with a hint of unusually self-confidence.

"Believe me, Caesar, no one can get what he wants from the mouth of a dead man unless he just wants that rotten tongue."

"I see..."Valentinian was instantly relieved when he heard this, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and the whole person didn't look so nervous. So if Flavis. Luga insisted that all this was what I meant? ”

"Impossible, Caesar, Flavies. Luga is not stupid. Maximus shook his head, and continued: "He must be exploring now, although he even suspects and firmly believes that Caesar you are the mastermind behind the scenes, but he will not be reckless in defining it, after all, Caesar you are Augustus, not an ordinary nobleman or senator, he cannot be so reckless without absolute evidence." ”

"What if he wants revenge and sends an assassin to assassinate me?" Speaking of this, Valentinian's heart rose to his throat again, "Yes, look at it, Luga has brought so many soldiers this time, plus there are so many people in the Senate who support him. ”

"Damn bastard!" Valentinian paced back and forth in the room, then cursed: "They are all traitors, shameful bastards, and they have no idea who they really serve, it is me, me!" Valentinian, the true ruler of the Western Roman Empire, was so rebellious and stupid that they were trying to serve that usurper. ”

"Because those people got what they wanted in the hands of Luga, Caesar, because Luga gave them good enough terms and you didn't, you can't afford to give them what they want now, so you have to get rid of those who can give them the favor and take the power back to yourself."

When Maximus regained his power, Valentinian's dim eyes rekindled a light as if a fire had rekindled in his heart, burning away the fear and hesitation that had just arisen in his heart.

"That's right, if I don't get rid of these people who get in the way, how can I make my career happen? How else can I change my current miserable situation? ”

As he spoke, Valentinian grabbed a glass of wine placed on the table, apparently thirsty, he took the glass and drank the wine from the glass, wiping the wine from the corner of his mouth, Valentinian inadvertently showed a sinister smile, of course, behind him, Maximus also showed such a smile.

In the mansion of Arecio in Rome, Luga, who had recovered from a serious illness, and the high-ranking officers who had arrived were surrounding a mysterious man who was sitting opposite him.

Luga kept his head down, flipping through the parchment papers handed to him by the mysterious man.

"I'm afraid that now all the spearheads are pointed at Valentinian, first assassinating and then co-opting all the counts he is trying to woo, Valentinian seems to be planning to start a civil war!" Arecio sat aside and said indignantly: "He has begun to do whatever it takes to achieve his ends, he thought he was just a wolf cub who was far from grown, but now he is showing his fangs at such an inopportune time. ”

"Otherwise, lead the army and hack this damned puppet to death on his cursed throne and await judgment!"

"It's not allowed to say that, he's still Augustus after all." Luga stopped his men's imminent outburst of anger, because roaring would only make them lose their ability to make independent judgments, leading to a rush of anger, and they would often do whatever they said regardless of the consequences.

"Aspas, it seems that you cannot stay here for long, my Earl." Luga looked at Apas very calmly, and then said, "Valentinian must have thought that His Excellency had helped him become Augustus, and now he was thinking of taking advantage of your close relationship to further his chariot. Such an act is undoubtedly insane, and as your immediate superior Augustus of Eastern Rome, I must order you to go to Alexandria as the Count of the Field Army there. ”

"As you wish, Caesar." Apas did not seem to refuse Luga's order.

"Well, what about Valentinian." Others asked.

"Now is not the time to deal with this, guys." Luga then stood up and took the parchment into his pocket.

"Yes, gentlemen, now we can use the name of the Church to recruit soldiers, whether they are retired veterans or young children, I always need them to join in the battle against Attila, for I have a hunch that this will be a war of unprecedented proportions, and we must make every effort to continue the war, lest the whole civilized world become a paradise for the Huns to trample on."

All the officers present stood up and saluted Luga, and then dispersed.