The smile slowly faded from Aetius's face, replaced by a gloomy one mixed with a hint of anger.

Obviously, he was fooled, in front of so many people, he didn't give him any psychological preparation at all, this drama was obviously prepared by him at a huge price, but the position of the male protagonist was robbed. How can two male protagonists be allowed to stand in this grand open-air theater.

Looking back, I saw that the nobles of all walks of life around me were staring with bated breath, and it was certain that they were also stunned, and there were two army captains in a partition empire. What the hell Augustus was trying to do became the answer that everyone desperately wanted to know.

"Your Excellency Aetius, you are in charge of Italy and Gaul, among other things." After Augustus Valentinian III finished speaking, he turned his face to Luga and said, "Your Excellency, according to your command, you will rule over Greater Sicily, Iberia, and Great Britain. ”

The only remaining lands of the empire were divided by Augustus Valentinian III, and the two soldiers divided up all the remaining forces.

Aetius seemed to have risen in status, but his power had not expanded in the slightest, not to mention the threat of the entrenched Visigoths in Gaul. However, the Italian Central Field Army and Gaul's rich lands and abundant military forces allowed him to maintain all his advantages. However, Aetius's goal was to dispatch the army of the whole of Western Rome, not half of it, and such a distribution did not make him happy.

Luga was not having a good time, but even so, he could be said to have taken a big advantage, because he had the Iberian region and the Greater Sicilian region where the Roman fleet was stationed from the Rhine border region and the weak and barren land of Great Britain, and he was able to compete with Aetius from a non-existent role.

Curiously, when Augustus Valentinian III announced such a distribution, the senate, the court ministers, and the officers only made a small discussion, and did not protest against Valentinian's decision as loudly as Aetius thought. It was as if everything had been colluded, and soon, the cacophony fell silent, and everything was calm, and Aetius was amazed at the drama of the farce, as if everyone present had accepted Augustus' decision, and those who made small protests were even more aware of the immobility of those around them and gave up the opportunity to be the first bird, and chose to stand by coldly on such an occasion.

"Caesar, all this does not seem to be what I imagined." Aetius smiled, his smile was cold, although the corners of his mouth were raised, but his eyes were like wolves in the forest, he looked at Luga, then at Valentinian, and said in a low voice: "You are teasing me, Caesar, I know this is not what you want to do, so tell me, who is it?" Who instructed you! ”

Valentinian still had a trace of fear of Aetius in his heart, and he couldn't see Aetius's anger, although Aetius was very good at hiding his anger quietly.

Such an angry look made Valentinian sweat all over his body, this demon who had killed countless people was very terrifying compared to a fledgling second ancestor who would only be powerful at the gate of his palace.

Facing Aetius's gaze, Valentinian turned pale and retreated, and he didn't even dare to look at Aetius.

"This, this is my mother's decision!" Valentinian muttered, frightened and helpless. Aetius pressed forward step by step, it seemed that this farce had made him lose patience, he couldn't stand it anymore, and wanted to teach this ignorant child a lesson.

"Enough!"

At that moment, with a low roar, a golden scepter appeared in front of Aetius, blocking him. Aetius then stopped, turned his head sideways, and looked suspiciously at Luga, who was holding a scepter in his way.

"Here, it's not your turn to speak, Lord Luga." Aetius was still sensible, and although he strongly disagreed, Luga wore the same laurel wreath and the same scepter as him, and the matter of etiquette still allowed Aetius to restrain himself.

"Enough, you are not allowed to be rude to Augustus!" Luga was not afraid of Aetius's hideous face, he dared to look directly into Aetius's eyes, "You are a Roman courtier, treat and intimidate Augustus like this, do you want to rebel?" ”

Aetius hesitated when he heard this, and Luga was clearly singing a diametrical play with him.

"Did you get carried away just after getting such a high status?" Aetius gritted his teeth, and with so many pairs of eyes watching, he could only swallow this bitter fruit.

Aetius glared at Luga fiercely, and he took two steps back to show that he had no intention of attacking, and Luga slowly withdrew his scepter.

Augustus Valentinian III was in a state of shock, and his emotions were extremely lost, for even so, none of them could stand up and speak for him except Luga.

Augustus Valentinian's Adam's apple couldn't help shaking up and down, his body couldn't help shaking, he held back the tears in the corners of his eyes, bit his lower lip and turned around sharply, took Licina's hand and walked back quickly.

"That's all for today! Everyone, enjoy this short time of fun! ”

Aetius turned around and shouted to the crowd, and looked at Luga very reluctantly, as if silently saying to Luga, "You remember for me what I did today." ”

Under the care of Aetius, everyone slowly dispersed, as if everything was meaningless, and only the flesh-and-blood fight of the game could stimulate their fighting spirit.

Then I saw only John. Antiochus hurried over, his expression hurried, and he said to Luga in a panic, "Quick, Barcelissa is about to die." ”

Luga's heart chuckled, and before he had time to think about it, he hurried with John. Antiochus hurried towards the palace.

Entering Augusta's bedroom, there are still plenty of flowers to cover up Gala. The stench on Platsia's body, but most of these flowers have withered, probably because they have not been replaced for a long time. Maids and courtiers filled the room, and everyone was silent, and only soft weeping could be heard in the large room.

I saw Augustus Valentinian III kneeling at his mother's bedside and weeping, the maid beside him couldn't help but secretly wipe her tears, and Licinia stood by in a daze, afraid that she was not ready to accept the parting. I saw Augusta Garra. Plasettia lay dry on the bed like a withered tree, her eyes closed, her chest no longer representing the rise and fall of her breath, she was really dead.

"None of them took me, Augustus, into account, none of them! They are all traitors, they are all traitors! Valentinian cried like a child, and he couldn't stop complaining, but his mother would never hear him.

Luga didn't think he had a deep relationship with her, and he didn't feel sad about her parting, but somehow, his chest tightened and he could barely breathe.

"Don't cry, Augustus." Luga put his hand on his shoulder and said, "I will protect you!" ”