A week later, Aetius' army arrived, and the mighty army poured into the gates of Ravenna as if they were being condemned, and there had never been such a pomp and circumstance.

Could it be some special holiday? Bringing so many high-level officials together? No, they came only for one person, and that person was Aetius, whom the senators honored as Lord Protector.

The governors of the various provinces and regions gathered outside the palace like pilgrimages, and Aetius stood in the center of the hall. To his left and right were the soldiers of his personal guard, who were dressed gorgeously, and in order to highlight his close relationship with the Purple Room, he specially made his guards wear short purple cloaks, and their armor was inlaid with golden patterns, which were really several times more gorgeous than Augustus's Praetorian Guards.

The music, the dancing, the cheers, the countless people in the hall celebrated, as if this was the arrangement of the gods, the divine right granted to Aetius to get everything he wanted.

He stood in the center of the crowd, and the officials from all walks of life sat in order to have their place in the meeting. Everyone couldn't wait, because after that, there was a grand and inspiring gladiatorial tournament funded by Aetius.

Among those present were the junior officers of the small field corps, the district officials, the commanders of the large integrated field corps, and the regional governors, the provincial governors, the court officials, the senators, the churches, and the army group commanders.

Although he was a member of the Purple Room, Luga could not stand by Augustus's side, he was nominally a courtier under Augustus in Western Rome, and such a rule could not be broken. Therefore, he stood among the commanders of the integrated field corps. With the exception of Malenius and Berialius (who knows what this kid was all about, he was recognized by Augusta as the Third Roman Fleet of the West by Augusta for his meritorious service in transporting supplies to Luga's legions and assisting in the attack on the city. ）

There were also many of Aetius's men, and what made Luga feel uncomfortable was that the damn bastards in Aetius's hands looked at Luga at every turn, rolling their eyes, and looking arrogant. It made Luga's heart furious, and he scratched his ears and cheeks and wanted to get out of here.

Presumably, it was Lugan's earth-shattering heroic actions that made Aetius feel uncomfortable to form an alliance with him with great reluctance, but there was a little darkness in their eyes, after all, such a great fellow, especially the hero who recovered Britannia, would be in the same ranks as them, which made everyone present secretly breathe a bad breath. But in the disgust that naturally formed in their hearts, they still had to stay away from the nasty ghost Luga.

Berialus and Malenius stood on Luga's left and right, and what was even more surprising was that Luga also stood beside a courtier wearing a white toga robe and black hair, whose name did not be remembered by Luga for a while, but when he introduced his birth, he was like a thunderbolt (obviously he himself said it loudly). ）

"Beirut Law School!"

At that time, this guy just patted his chest and said to Luga. This is full of momentum, and at first glance it is an intellectual, which is different from Lu Jia and other "big bosses"!

This guy can speak Greek, he can speak Latin, and he can speak any dialect of Syria, and he has been to Rome in both the East and the West. Because he felt that Western Rome had better development opportunities, he applied for secondment to become a courtier of Western Rome.

This guy is studying the great law of the people of Rome at the same time, and he also knows a lot of tricks, it is said that this little trick of play provoked Augustus Valentinian III to laugh and have facial cramps, such a guy who can bring happiness to himself naturally likes the young Valentinian, so he became Valentinian's most iron buddy, in private.

This courtier did not stand in his place, but had to squeeze with Luga, because he had something to say to Luga.

"Your Excellency Luga, don't worry, during this time, I have spent money to buy off half of the senators in accordance with Lord Baselisa's instructions, and they will support you when the final decision is made, of course, most of the courtiers support the Purple Room, and they will naturally obey unconditionally."

"I'm sorry, I—" Luga said to the courtier, clasping his chin in embarrassment, "I forgot your name. I drank too much wine at that time, oh my God, you don't know my friend, the wine is sweet, but it is wrong! It made me forget everything, really, I can't even remember who my mother was! ”

"My name?" I saw the guy repeat, his eyes narrowing into a straight line at Luga.

"Okay!" After a long silence, the fellow let out a long sigh and said to Luga as if he had resigned himself to his fate: "My name is John of Antioch, and I can also say John Antioch. ”

"John. Antioch? Luga asked.

"Yes, that's what you Westerners call it." John. Antioch nodded to Luga.

"Okay, okay, I remember, John. Antioch. Luga repeated, trying to memorize it more carefully, and Luga put his hand on his chest and looked at John. Antiochus assured: "I will remember your name, and it will sound in my mouth as well as a sword in my hand!" ”

"Straight to the point!"

John. Antiochus didn't seem to want to fight Lugar, and he craned his neck to look at Aetius's men not far away. After making sure that they would not stretch out their heads to look here, he relieved himself and said to Luga: "This time, Lord Baselisa has spared no effort, she has done her best to be your guarantor, naturally hoping that Your Excellency will be able to complete the mission she has entrusted to you. Your Excellency, as we have done a very good job of secrecy, and Aetius has not known a word about this until now. ”

It's worthy of the East Rome who came out, and for many days after coming, the Greek still couldn't be changed, obviously Augusta had to say Barcelissa, although there was no difference.

Soon, an exclamation from the front interrupted the conversation between the two. The conversation was interrupted, and all eyes were on Augustus Valentinian III and the young Augusta Lickinia on the courtyard of the palace, and they held hands and bowed to everyone except the Holy See.

Today, Leekinia's clothes are a little tighter, so that everyone can see her erect belly. The purple room was there again, but I don't know if it was a man or a woman, the courtiers celebrated loudly, and the joy on the face of Augustus Valentinian III, who was slowly descending, was hard to hide. He didn't want this to be a boy, and then prove to the world that the orthodoxy of the Flavis family in Rome was unquestionable.

Augustus Valentinian III slowly descended, and Aetius stared at his approaching figure, and couldn't help but puff up his chest and straighten his clothes, this was an extremely formal matter after all, which meant that he would inherit Stilico's merits, of course, there was not so much criticism.

"Right now, it's about to begin!" Also watching Augustus approach, John. Antioch clenched his fists, trembling with nervousness.