The Vandals rebuilt new warships, or rebuilt old ones.

They may not have been able to launch a fatal assault on Rome, and if they were to be discovered by Luga, the fire that had been raging off the sea outside Carthage would have been rekindled, and would have broken through the harbor and eventually reduced all of Carthage to ashes like Scipio the Younger had done hundreds of years earlier.

Didn't the Vandals think about what would happen when things were revealed? No, of course, they understood all this, but in order to survive, they had to try, led by Gaisarik, to regain a fleet of self-protection for the Vandals in the waters north of the province of Africa.

Gaisaric knew that he was not even qualified to say "no" in the face of Luca's impudent demands, and he was not willing to be at the mercy of this, just as in the city of Carthage, he preferred to play the role of a marauder, looting and appropriating the things of the Roman nobles rather than spitting them out.

"It's been the tenth year of the original negotiations!" Standing on a cliff outside the city, Gaisaric looked up at the north, the direction of the heart of the Empire, and though he could not see anything, he whispered to himself and let his thoughts flow.

When he was in Gaisarik, he was only guarded by two loyal and reliable guards, after all, they had long been accustomed to Gaisaric's ways, after all, as a father, he should not forget this son who was a hostage in Rome, and here still reminded this father of his original hatred all the time, and also made him firm in his belief in resistance.

But what is the way to make the Vandals stronger?

This is the question that Gessarik is most distressed about, and it is also the one that haunts his mind all the time, after all, the Vandals are now isolated, and he urgently needs to find a breakthrough from it, but the situation of isolation is not the same as for Flavies. Luga's endless fear made him scarcely dare to imagine what it would be like to fail, which he could not accept.

"My king!"

When Gaisaric was at a loss, he saw a cavalryman riding his horse, and he trotted in front of Gaisaric in three steps and two steps, and suddenly knelt down and handed the parchment letter in his hand to Gaisarik, and reported in a loud voice: "My king, the letter from Ravenna!" ”

"Ravenna!"

Gaisarik couldn't help but stare at the kneeling soldier in front of him, and you could tell from his shocked expression how shocked he was at the origin of the parchment.

Without hesitation, Gaisaric hurriedly snatched the parchment from the soldier's hand, and then opened it and read it.

"Oh my God! Oh, my God! ”

Gaisarik sighed incessantly, his eyes wandering up and down the parchment, and it took him about three or four times to determine whether it was Augustus Valentinian of Ravenna.

"Oh God, Oh God!"

As if he felt the glory of God, Gaisaric raised his head and spread his hands to the sky, and for a moment heard a long, unbridled laugh echoing over the cliff.

In the city of Rome, at this time in the garden of the palace, there had just been a light rain, and it was after winter, and Rome, whose climate was already mild, was occupied by green early.

This is especially true in the garden, although there are no gorgeous flowers, but looking at the different greenery, my heart is also comfortable.

Yudoria sat on the rocky shore of a pool of water, dressed in a cream-white robe, and her casually combed hairstyle, although not gorgeous, but the simplicity revealed the charm of her youth.

The cardamom girl, her face did not see a trace of joy because of the vitality in front of her, full of sorrow, although she was a princess, but like an orphan.

Her mother left her early and went to Constantinople, and there has been no news in recent years. As time went by, the "father" became more and more disgusted with her, and instead poured his love on his youngest daughter, Oberia, so that the young girl could not find a reason to be happy, and she did not even know the reason for all this, and she was sad all day long like a budding flower that was about to wither before it bloomed.

"So you're here!"

A call made Yudoria hastily stop her sentimentality, and she looked up and looked at it.

It turned out to be Hunerik.

Although the Vandal boy was a hostage, he still couldn't change his identity as Gaisaric's son. Likewise, he was Yudoria's only friend in the palace, and despite being of Vandal's blood, he looked like a Roman in Roman clothes.

In adolescence, Hunerik's eyebrows exude heroism, and a child in his twenties looks more like a warrior.

"I thought you were hiding somewhere." Hunerik's tone was rather dissatisfied, more like blaming Yudoria.

"I'm sorry!"

After seeing Hunerik, the stiff expression on Yudoria's face eased a little, and she immediately explained to Hunerik: "I'm just, just a little unhappy, so I walked all the way and took a walk here." ”

"What, you miss your mother again?"

"Maybe."

"And what about your father?"

"I don't know."

Yudoria shook her head, then looked at the water, at the reflection of the trees on the water.

"I don't know why, I always felt that I didn't have anything to do with my father, and he seemed to know something, but he wouldn't confess to me, he just left me behind." Yudoria sighed softly and lowered her head to look at herself in the water. "I feel it too, he doesn't like me at all."

"But you still have me!" Huneric stood beside Yudoria and comforted Yudoria in a boyfriendly tone, which made Yudoria startled at first, then smiled shyly, and whispered, "Yes, yes." ”

"That's right." "I heard that the guy who turned his back on your father came from Constantinople and is said to have brought a lot of men with him. ”

"Which one?" Puzzled, Yudoria said, "There are so many people who have turned their backs on my father, I don't know which one you are talking about. ”

"That's the guy who got stabbed while watching a gladiatorial match." Hunerik said with a smile: "That guy is so fateful, he can still live until now." ”

"Hunelik!"

Speaking of this, Eudoria looked at Huneric seriously and said, "I don't allow you to say that about him, he is Caesar, the most powerful man in Rome." ”

"But he took the place that rightfully belonged to your father!"

"Who said that?"

"Say so, especially your father."

Yudoria was speechless for a moment, and she was secretly surprised in her heart, after all, when Huneric mentioned Luga and said bad things about Luga, Yudoria was always very upset and wanted to refute it.

She was there at the time, and the last look at Luga after the assassination made her unforgettable, maybe she really had the slightest connection with the most powerful guy in Rome, no one can say.