"It makes sense, and I'm inspired."

In the face of Aetius's suggestion, Luga couldn't help but nod his head again and again, but there was a question in his heart, that is, why, why did Aetius raise this question at this time, could it be that he was playing with his words? Luga immediately became alert, raised his head and looked at Aetius with a puzzled look, and asked, "What do you want to do?" ”

"What? Oh, no, no, no, I'm sorry, I didn't mean anything else, Lord Luga. Aetius hurriedly waved his hand and explained to Luga with a smile: "Don't think that I will frame you like this, especially when you are so weak, don't worry, Luga, I disdain to persecute weak opponents." ”

"I hope that's what you think!" Andrew stood behind Luga and stared at Aetius with a fierce mouth. His appearance did not frighten Aetius, Aetius just shrugged his shoulders, spread his palms, and made a disapproving move, in fact, he did not take Andrew in his eyes.

Luga didn't ask any more questions, firstly that he seemed to understand something, and secondly that it would make him look even more idiot if he continued like this, so he simply raised his glass and toasted Aetius. This made Aetius smile back, and the two of them drank the wine in their glasses.

At this time, the palace behind Aetius suddenly sounded a trumpet, followed by louder music, which seemed to be a slogan, calling every nobleman and celebrity present.

"Let's go, it's not too early." Aetius looked at Luga with a smile and said: "Don't let Augusta and Augustus wait, their tempers are not very good, after all, they were born in the purple room, and noble people like to lose their temper." Aetius said, leading Luga up the steps of the palace, which followed the main stream up the steps and into the gates, guarded by several heavily armed Praetorian Guards.

Along the way, the magnates and celebrities were surprised that Aetius was walking side by side with Luga, but for the sake of honor, they just covered their mouths and made surprises, and there was no other language to express their incredulity. Aetius simply smiled at their actions, which made the powerful and celebrities seem to be political allies with heavy armies, a scene rarely seen.

Luga looked embarrassed, and he responded to the surprised glances he threw in all directions, but his face was a little pale. Laughing and nodding all the way, he finally came to the innermost part of the hall, where Luga saw Augusta Gala. Plasettia and Augustus Valentinian III.

Dressed in festive costumes, they slowly walked up the steps to the highest point of the hall to the cheers of the nobles, enjoying the cheers and applause of the crowd.

Probably tired of listening, Augusta Plasettia frowned and stretched out his hand to signal the crowd to stop cheering and applauding. "Alright, alright, alright!" Standing on the stage, the court steward waved his hand to the nobles below and said loudly: "Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to our banquet at this auspicious time, of course, let our honorable Augusta say a few words, she has a lot to say to you who have not seen you for a long time. ”

As soon as the words fell, the audience remembered the thunderous sound, at this time, I saw Augusta Plasettia slowly get up, came to the front of the stage and looked down at everyone seated, and then opened his mouth and said: "I have summoned you this time, mainly to announce to you that after my decision with my son, Augustus Valentinian III, the only orthodox Augustus of the Western Roman Empire, Flavius. Aetius and Flavis. Luga, who together holds the title of Illustrious, in recognition of their strength in the face of both barbarians and traitors for the Empire. ”

I see. To the cheers of the nobles and celebrities, Luga and Aetius became among the illustrious, the outstanding, as the name suggests, the outstanding, the outstanding. The distinguished class, that is, the title of the senator at the lower level of the Senate, although it is the lowest level, but when it enters the Senate class, it is qualified to continue to climb up and become a bureaucrat of the court, or a high-ranking officer who leads the legion, or he can directly communicate with the senators of the Senate and make decisions.

This is indeed a process of rapid promotion, like boarding a direct train to get more power, and for Luga, it is indeed unbelievable for him to enter the elite class. However, he was even more surprised that Aetius, a military general who had been canonized as a nobleman long before him, became the supreme commander of Gaul in the Western Roman Empire. Stepping into the class of the outstanding together, this really did not make Luga expect. When he raised his head again, he saw Valentinian III looking at Luga with a red face, and he also held back the joyful affection on his face, and opened his mouth to say to Luga: "Don't forget the promise you made to me. ”

Well, it turned out to be for this. Luga couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart,

"Congratulations, Luga." Aetius looked at Luga with a smile, there was no treachery in his eyes, and Luga thoughtfully reached out to Aetius to celebrate the celebration.

Seeing the stiff expression on Luga's face, the clever Aetius naturally saw the unnaturalness on Luga's face, and of course he couldn't understand how he could keep pace with Aetius' development under such circumstances. "It seems that it is the fact that Valentinian III, an immature man, has been captured, so that Luga can be nominally equal to Aetius at such an age." This made Luga think.

This may also be that Aetius was able to treat him with such a pleasant expression, after all, although Aetius is now powerful, Luga took advantage of the relationship of Theodosius II's adopted son, and while consolidating the alliance of the Purple Chamber of the Eastern and Western Empires, he firmly grasped the heart of Augustus Valentinian III. Although Valentinian now looks like a puppet, his mother, Plasettia, the woman who wields the power of the Empire, is his backing.

Although Augusta Platitia tried everything to maintain the current position of Valentinian III Augustus, Luga was the adopted son of Augustus of the Eastern Empire. Now Luga has two identities in the eyes of Plasity, one is a usurper, and who says not like that? A wild boy who ran away from Nar Gaul and is now the adopted son of Augustus of the Eastern Empire, who can say that this guy has no ambitions. But the second is the Loyal Guard, for at the moment he seems to be an indispensable pawn for the survival of the Empire, and with him, if he can maintain his army, he will be able to regain the land he has lost, and he will be able to strengthen the power of Valentinian III, and for the sake of Valentinian, it is a great deal to let him rise step by step, and when he has achieved enough merit, he will be brought to an end at the right time, or cause him to a civil war with Aetius, Losing both sides is the outcome that Purple Room is most willing to see.

However, Aetius had no intention of fighting, as if he had already guessed the Purple Chamber's thoughts, after all, Platius was already planning to kill him once. He wants to maintain his relationship with Luga, and the mutual restraint and coexistence of the two sides is his first choice, and it is also Luga's only choice.