What exactly did Augustus mean, was it power, or duty?

I am afraid that one of these two must be chosen, excessive use of power and non-performance of obligations will lead to dictatorship, excessive performance of obligations without talking about power will lead to loss of authority, and rights and obligations coexist.

Of course, a little overuse of his power, of course, no matter which Augustus will be happy to do it, after all, the idea of really reaching this peak, doing whatever he wants, anyone will have it.

Luga is like this, he looks like he is not alarmed, and he plays a hooligan with such a calm attitude, he is quite stubborn, so stubborn that no one else can persuade or even threaten him.

"What nonsense!" Likinia glared at Luga, her tone of chagrin mixed with more anger, she glared at Luga angrily, thinking that she was weak, and she was no longer the little soldier in front of her, who seemed to be controlled in the palm of her hand.

Likinia had to pessimistically admit that she was helpless as a monster created by her own hands, and she sighed lightly, realizing that such toughness would not end well, after all, she was too weak at this time.

"I'll have to calm down, and then think about your terms, Caesar." Liekinia spoke of the title Caesar very seriously.

Seeing that Luga just smiled and nodded at her, his right hand was placed on the marble table, and his five fingers kept beating the stones, putting on a disapproving look, Likinia finally couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes, turned around and brushed her sleeves away.

Only then did Luga gradually restrain his smile and replace it with solemnity, his right hand still tapping on the table, but more and more frequently.

The speed of the beating is getting faster and faster, and it gets faster and faster, and finally it reaches a tipping point.

"Smack!"

Luga raised his slap and slapped it heavily on the table, making a dull sound, as if it had exerted a lot of force.

Such a sudden formation frightened the maid not far away with a shake on her shoulder, and she couldn't help but let out a light sigh.

A hint of fierceness flashed across Luga's face, but this expression was replaced by helplessness, followed by a long sigh.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps in the opposite corridor, and the guards opened the wooden door, only to see a familiar figure appear outside the door, Luga looked up and saw the familiar figure outside the door.

"Is that you? John. ”

When I saw John. Antioch's frown finally relaxed, and he smiled kindly at John and beckoned to him.

John. Antiochus could not smile like Luga, his brow furrowed, he bowed slightly at Luga, and sat down opposite Luga after receiving a nod of approval from Luga.

"Looks like you have something important to say, tell me, John, I haven't been back for a whole year to attend to the business, and the damn war has caused me to think nothing more than how to win and finally defeat Attila, and it is not until long after the battle that I remember my duty as Augustus." When Luga said this, his words were more like cheering himself up, and he sat up straight, looking at the thick parchment in John's hand, "Say, John, let me see what you brought today?" ”

"Just a few letters of reply, Caesar." John. Antiochus replied without hesitation: "Master Dermaceus still hopes that Caesar can rest for a few days, and I will show you these edicts that have been settled." ”

"Oh, thank you, oh my God, you guys are so sweet, it's great to have you here, it's great!" Luga couldn't help but admire, he took the answer letter handed over by John, and looked through it at will, which was full of Dermes's quill to answer the doubts made by his subjects one by one, and it was not difficult to see that he was very attentive, and the rhetoric and grammar he used were first-class, which Luga secretly admired in his heart. "He is worthy of being the Secretary of State for the Home Affairs, and he is very skilled in dealing with such matters."

"Yes, Caesar, yes." John. Antiochus complied, his face showing some embarrassment, as if he wanted to say something, but he was afraid that something would go wrong and he did not dare to say it.

John. Antioch's embarrassed expression made Luga's eyes clear, and he put away the parchment in his hand and looked at John with a puzzled expression. Antioch couldn't help but ask curiously, "What's wrong with you, John, it looks like you have something else to explain to me." ”

"I don't know if I should say this or not." John scratched his head, and continued, "Caesar, I don't know what conflict you had with Lady Lickinia, yes, yes, it's not something I should be concerned about. ”

John explained again and again, but Luga looked at him disappreciatively, which did not seem to offend Augustus's noble dignity.

"I just watched her cry out of the hallway, yes, she passed me by, she sobbed and whispered that she was going to the Senate or something."

"Then let her go." Lu Jia snorted coldly, "This pampered woman always needs some lessons to understand some truth, otherwise she will indulge her temper too much and don't know how to restrain herself, which is not the style that a member of the Flavis family should have!" ”

"After all, when His Majesty Theodosius was here, he was still very fond of her."

"But now she has to learn to accept the changes that come with everything that changes in front of her and make herself change all together!"

"Caesar...", looking at Luga's angry appearance, John. Antiochus looked at Luga with wide eyes, as frightened, and Luga was too strange to him, losing his former amiability, and now becoming stern and stubborn.

"She has to do what I want, so I don't care who her father is!" Luga said angrily, and he took his glass and drank the wine from it, the feeling of the wine in his throat softened his impulsive temper a lot.

"That's all for today, John, and let me get acquainted with the work I've let go of for a whole year, yes, I need to work, I need to fulfill the duty of an Augustus." Luga gave the order to evict the guest, and John couldn't say anything more, so he could only salute Luga, and then retreat towards the door step by step.

Luga held the heavy parchment, and when he tried to persuade himself to fulfill his role as an Augustus, he always felt a bad feeling in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt, and he began to lose sight of the language depicted in the dense words and ornate rhetoric in front of him.

He began to fidget, and jerked to his feet, and the maids beside him hurriedly lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him. He glanced at the maids around him, and didn't say anything, just gave a simple order, "Bring down the flask or something." ”

With that, he hurried out of the garden.

First he went to see Tenaia and Maximus, they were placed in a large house in the side palace, Maximus was so curious about everything here, he dragged his mother Tenaia around, and there were soldiers arranged by Andrew to guard them all the time.

Luga looked at it from afar, and after knowing that he was a little at ease, he trotted all the way to the door of the palace, which was not a short journey, and made him breathless.

"Caesar? Where are you going? The chief guard guarding the door looked at Luga suspiciously.

"Theodori's Mausoleum!" Luga said bluntly.