"Why are you here, Mr. Remytius?" Looking at Remitius, who looked a little relieved, Arecio helped him to get up slowly, this character can't be casually lazy, Arecio can get such a rich benefit from Berniface, and the old man in front of him is inseparable.

Even such an old fellow came, and Arecio realized that it was not that simple, and that he was on the side of Bernifus.

"And the carriage outside, is it yours too?"

"Oh, yes, Lord Arecio." Remitius leaned forward slightly, his right hand on his waist, and it seemed that he had not been relieved until now. He continued: "Your Excellency, as you may not know, the rumors are now blowing outside, and just as the Colosseum was being held, a large number of soldiers broke into the mansions of one senator after another, saying that they had been ordered by the Governor of the Cavalry of Gaul Province to search all the nobles who had anything to do with Bniface. I'm also afraid of the searching soldiers outside, so I'll come to discuss something with you by the way. ”

"Me, talk to me?" Arecio pointed to himself and asked Remitius, who by this time had roughly guessed what Remitius was going to say next.

"Have you come to me to meet Berniface, or rather, to meet his legion?"

Before Remitius could speak, Arecio bluntly stated their intentions, which frightened Remytius. He grabbed Arecio cleanly, stopping him from speaking the more and more excessive things that followed. Looking around, he saw that in addition to Arecio and the guards behind him, there were just a few slaves cleaning the house. There seemed to be nothing that could make him suspicious. Only then did he relax his guard a little and slowly withdraw.

"Your Excellency, would you please ask the others to avoid it? I can only tell you about this alone! Remitius looked into Arethio's eyes, this time not in a way that was usually serious, as if this conversation was not just about deciding someone's life or death, but about the current lifeblood and future of the empire.

Arecio couldn't help but gasp, looking at Remitius in front of him, his heart was pounding, and he had to face a choice.

Arecio turned around and waved at his guards, who understood, and led the maids out of the house.

When the door was closed, the whole room fell silent in an instant, and through the bright light of the fire in the room, only Arecio and Remitius were left.

"Say it, old man!"

Arecio slowly walked over to the table and found a random chair to sit down, motioning for Remitius to sit beside him. "What kind of unsavory story is it, you have to hold me and let me know alone?"

Remitius, the old fellow, did not shirk Arecio's kindness, and sat down, clenched his fists, and thought, as if he did not know where to start.

"Lord Arecio," he finally spoke, after a few seconds, "I want to ask, what do you think of Lord Berniface. ”

"Bniface? Oh, he's a good guy! Also, it's a pleasure to do business with him! Arecio replied very perfunctorily, for he knew that this was only the opening remarks of Remitius, and that he only had to continue with his words for now, or the conversation would end casually!

"Good! Good! Remitius nodded repeatedly, and the tense expression on his face stretched slightly. So, what do you think of Caesar with his mother, Lady Platicia, oh, I forgot, and that lackey Aetius! ”

"They ......" Arecius didn't know where to start, presumably Remitius didn't know that Aetius had come to him himself when he was in the Colosseum. If Remitius asks this, then he will definitely make his position clear next, which side he is on, and he has always chosen to be cautious about this question, and he does not dare to talk about his position easily.

"I am a nobleman canonized by Madame Platicia, and given the surname Flavies, which is my supreme honor, and you should understand, my friend."

"But don't forget, Your Excellency, your official position and wealth are closely linked to Berniface!" Remitius's words were like a sharp dagger that pierced the deadliest part of Arecio's psyche. It seemed that for a moment Arecio was overwhelmed, and he didn't know how to continue the next conversation, which seemed to be a long conversation, but in fact it was an interrogation.

"So, what do you want?" Arecio sank down and looked at Remitius in front of him, he was no longer as friendly as Arecio had imagined, but instead aggressive, without emotion or pity, was this the desire for power?

"The surname can be changed, Lord Arecio. But standing on the wrong line, that's a lifetime thing! ”

Remitius smiled, his smile looking like a layer of skin, enveloping a lot of indescribable things, making Arecio shudder.

"It seems that your purpose is very obvious, Lord Remitius, you are going to great lengths to try to help your master, to get through all the connections for him, right?" Yes, it's another choice, no matter how you dodge, you can't hide it, which upsets Arecio. Which side are you on? Berniface? Or Aetius! Both sides seem to be evenly matched with each other, and both are actively preparing for war, and now they both have their eyes on Arrecio, what does that mean! What they want! The money of the empire?

It was only then that Arecio realized the importance of his position, he had simply thought that it was just a position he used to collect money, but he did not expect that at such a critical moment, he would put him in a dilemma. Only then did he realize that he was just like a marionette, thinking that he was almost invincible in the world, but in fact he was vulnerable!

"Lord Berniface's fleet has arrived in the province of Greater Sicily, Lord Aresio!" Remitius seemed to understand that Arecio was in a dilemma at this time, this was very simple, it was the best moment to shake him! Remitius raised his arms and covered the corners of his mouth with his cuffs, smiling as cold as melting snow in early spring. He knew that he had the upper hand in this conversation, and it was time for Arecio to be tied!