In Attila's barracks came a man who was gorgeously dressed and looked very noble.

He held a golden scepter, wore a toga robe as pure as a white cloud in the sky, wore a golden laurel wreath, and strutted with his head held high, revealing a majesty that ordinary people could not imitate.

Everywhere he went, the barbarian soldiers who were chatting and laughing casually saw him walking by, and for some reason, they all restrained their presumptuous smiles, and followed his steps closely, as if talking and laughing loudly within fifty meters of this man was an insult to him, and an insult to themselves, and everyone looked silently at this noble man from Rome, and they could not help but bow their heads, for fear that the air they exhaled would desecrate this unworthy man.

Attila stood outside his main tent, flanked by his trusted generals, each in strong armor and wearing a visor-worn helmet.

In order to show your strength, you will follow through on the idea of Attila the Huns, who will fear your enemies, because you can only do a lot if you make them afraid of you.

They deliberately smeared animal blood on their helmets in order to make themselves look hideous and terrifying, like the demons from hell described by the Romans.

As they approached Attila's tent, the entourage following Leo was already frightened, trembling behind Leo, and the silver plate containing the gift for Attila in their hands was trembling slightly.

This posture did not frighten the Pope, who had already seen countless worlds, but he walked steadily, striking the ground with his scepter in his hand.

Leo unhurriedly pulled a necklace out of his coat pocket and held it high above his head in front of everyone.

The sun shone uncritically on the jewel that Nalio had held aloft was the tip of a spear, the tip of the spear of Langnookis.

The brass spear tip glowed blindingly in the sun's rays, making the creatures who had decorated their floors scary to hide their eyes.

Attila stood on the high slope and lowered his head to look at Leo who was getting closer and closer, he was also dissatisfied with the strong light reflected from the tip of the spear, but after all, this is a prominent person who has come to negotiate, let's see what this guy can bring him.

Leo made his way to the steps under Attila's tent, and Attila stood on the high ground beside him and looked down at Leo, who was looking at him with his head up, even though there was only loess.

After a long time, he looked straight ahead without moving, and the appearance of no one around him really made Attila quite curious.

"Romans, why don't you raise your head?" Attila became interested in Leo, and he looked down at Leo with a smile on his face that made it impossible to tell if he was laughing or thinking about something else.

I saw that the guard officer beside Attila looked at Leo below, and said angrily: "Romans, raise your head, now above you is the whip of the great God, Attila, the king of the Huns." ”

"Yes, I know, Attila!" Leo complied, only to see him unhurriedly put away the tip of the spear of Longinus, which was raised high in his hand, "But I am the bishop of the Cathedral of the City of Rome, the only pope of Christendom, and the heir of St. Peter!" When I lift up my head, I will look up only to God, Jehovah, and My Son, and Our Son, and Mary, and all other mortals are worthy of me to look down on. ”

What a haughty fellow! Leo was obviously sarcastic about Attila, whom the Huns regarded as a god, as a mere mortal, which made it impossible for this high king to stand such anger.

"Romans!" Attila gritted her teeth and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?" ”

"You have no reason to kill me, Attila!" Leo still looked at the loess in front of him, and then replied, "I did not come to save the people of Rome from being subjected to misery, but I did not come to suffer the insults of mortals like yours willingly!" ”

Attila's face was pale, and his eyes were fixed on Leo in front of him.

Leo's arrogance and arrogance are also justified in him, and his high prestige in Gaul and even in the whole territory of Rome is naturally obvious to all, especially in the series of attacks launched by Augustus Luga in Iberia in cooperation with the partition of the Roman empire in the east, which gave the world a new understanding of this pope, and not only because he was the first pope in the history of Christ, almost equal to Augustus Valentinian.

These Attila naturally heard of it, for this guy, since it is a negotiation, Attila can't act rashly, after all, if the fear of the Romans turns into anger, then the 40,000 people under his command are far from enough!

Yes, Attila knew how to sow fear, and she knew what it meant to be in moderation.

"That's the end of today," Attila glared at Leo and let out a cold snort in her nose, "Anyway, we have time, and this pretentious guy is really annoying." ”

He waved to the guards present, then turned and returned to his tent without looking back.

In Constantinople, after Andrew was gone, Lickinia was a bit of a restless, and as time went on, she showed more and more seriousness.

She had never been interested in the world's affairs, and she had begun to care about the Thracian field army's offensive against northern Dacia and Pannonia, and she smiled whenever she had suffered a setback, but when she learned that it was all going well, her face was clouded.

Whenever she went to inquire about Jovian or Demesius, Luga always watched her carefully from a place where it was not easy to see.

Day after day, as time went on, Liequinia's belly grew larger, but her attention was not on the fetus. She cared so much about the war, especially didn't want Andrew's victory, and how much she disliked Andrew, Luga didn't know.

As night fell, Luga once again saw Lickinia sitting on a bench, staring blankly at her reflection in the mirror in front of her.

Luga sat up, looked behind Lickinia, and continued: "You look very uncomfortable, can you tell me why, when everyone expects it, you chose to stand on the opposite side." ”

"Caesar," Liequinia said, turning back, "I still don't understand, why are you doing this?" ”

"He's just trying to show himself and make himself look useful enough to be here and get a foothold here."

Luga said, Zhen two glasses of wine, handed one to Lickinia, reached out and shook the silver cup in his hand, "My wife, Andrew has been with me for many years, and I know exactly how long he has been recognized." ”

"But he's just a little Praetorian Guard." Leekinia snorted coldly, "A person is greedy and demanding, if he returns triumphantly, he will definitely ask for more things, it is already very rare for a civilian to climb to such a point, does he have to go further?" ”

"Don't talk nonsense, Liekinia!" Luga's face became embarrassed.

"That's my warning to you, Caesar!" "This is not a joke, I must warn you, you must think about it!" ”

"I know." Luga drank the wine from his glass and said, "I know. ”