"You don't have to pretend anymore, I know you're awake!" Luga said lightly, and he took a torch in his hand and found a bench and sat down beside John.

Only then did John slowly open his eyes, which were red and bloodshot. He was so tired and miserable, but he just looked up and glanced at Luga.

In the end, he still chose to be silent, in such a lonely time.

"Tell me how long you want to hide it." Luga also got straight to the point and asked straightforwardly.

John didn't answer, but just turned his head away and deliberately didn't look at Luga.

"You can hide it from others, but you can't fool me!" Luga said, hanging the torch on the nearby hanger.

He took a piece of cake from his toga robe, put it to John's mouth, and whispered, "Here, eat!" ”

John turned his face sideways, but he looked at the cake with his oblique peripheral vision, and his throat moved up and down, and it was not difficult to see that he was so hungry.

"Don't be stubborn, you know your own body best, he's very hungry now, eat, I brought it from the palace."

When Luga said this, John still hesitated, he raised his head to look at Luga, and after a moment of silence, he opened his mouth and ate the cake in Luga's hand one bite after another.

It may be that he has never been wronged like this since he was a child, or he has finally burst out at this last moment after enduring it for too long.

Luga could see John's body trembling slightly, and then, his entire face already reflected with tears. The voice was also sobbing slightly, like a child who had been greatly wronged but couldn't speak.

"The process of this, you, and Lickinia, why did you hide it from me?"

"Because Madame fears that Caesar will be indecisive in dealing with the great right and wrong." John whispered, forcing Luga to come closer and listen, he was so weak that he could only answer Luga in such a loud voice. "After all, His Excellency Andrew is the one who follows you from birth to death, no matter which king reigns, how can he not be compassionate in such a matter?"

"Hmph......" Luga smiled bitterly, "it turns out that you are afraid that I will hesitate and plan to make this decision for me, so that I will be surprised to see that all the troubles have been dealt with, and I will not even have a chance to react." ”

Luga looked at John and whispered, "My friend, do you think that this will solve the problem that is causing us so much trouble right now?" ”

"It's not a foolproof solution, but Caesar." John looked up at Luga and said, "This is the only thing I can do for Flavis." ”

"Flavis, Flavis again!" Lugaleng snorted, "From the moment you were sent by Theodosites to my tent, I know that you are definitely not an ordinary person, and it must not be a coincidence that you came to my tent. ”

John did not answer or acquiesce in Luga's words.

"His Majesty Theodosius is just very grateful for your saving grace, so it is enough to give you a legion so that you can live a decent life for the rest of your life in Western Rome, but he never imagined that the energy you burst out surprised him, and he began to realize the changes that your power can bring to Rome, so he thinks that you are the only one who is suitable for Rome."

"How?" Luga looked at John with a smirk and asked unhurriedly, "Is there another person?" ”

"He's dead, Caesar." John shook his head slightly, "As you know, Marcian, Pulgolia's husband. ”

"It's incredible that he's one of the chosen successors."

"Caesar knew that he would not live long in the end." John sobbed as he spoke, as if he hadn't recovered from his grief. "However, Caesar knew the next situation better than I did, and Caesar, who relied heavily on the Western Legions, swept the Eastern Legions for the first time and captured Constantinople, and Marcian and Pulgolia all became the steps to your throne."

"It looks like my presence was a pure accident." Luga couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head helplessly.

"Caesar is a man from the past, and I want to know better than I can that the bloodiness of Augustus's position is far stronger than ever!" John bowed his head and said unhurriedly: "I have to admit it, Caesar, you are stronger than the previous Augustus, and likewise, you are weaker. ”

"I seem to understand what you mean." Luga sighed lightly, "I'm afraid all of this was instructed by Likinia to do this." ”

When it comes to Leekinia, John. Antiochus looked up suddenly, his eyes wide and he looked at Luga in horror, "So Caesar you already know this. ”

Then, John. Antioch hung his head heavily, and said dejectedly, "It's not her fault that all this is all me, and I am bewitching Madame." ”

"You don't have to explain, John." Luga patted him on the shoulder, and then said, "She has already told me all this, she thought that you had dealt with this matter smoothly, but unfortunately, she miscalculated. ”

"Madame, she ......"

"I didn't mean to deal with her, Lord John." Luga put his hand on John's shoulder, "I seem to be able to understand you now, Lord John. ”

Hearing Luga's words, John didn't show any sense of happiness, "I know how bad what I'm doing now. ”

"Maybe from the moment you nodded in front of Liekinia, you never planned to turn back!" Luga sighed, but it was only then that he suddenly realized that since he was sick, he had been sighing more and more.

Yes, he was a little afraid, afraid that he might suffer a lot in the future, and sighed that he was still so nostalgic for everything now.

"Just let me bear all this." John was silent for a long time, and finally whispered his heart. "Please don't let this matter affect anyone again, not just Caesar, but also Augusta, these bad things cannot be allowed to be a stain on the Purple Room, the Purple Room needs to shock the people with its holiness and purity, and then maintain the authority of Flavis from being broken."

Luga looked at John, he didn't speak for a long time, he didn't know what to say, he just felt as if he owed this young man, he was deeply valued by the Purple Chamber, but he had to avoid the Purple Room being humiliated and paying for his life.

Luga was a little distracted, and he was thinking that what if, John. Antioch fulfilled the order that Likinia had arranged for him, so what would he get? I'm afraid it's a knighthood, or a new catastrophe, such as an assassination or something. He may not be much better than what happened after the defeat, but it is certain that he did strengthen the Flavis' control of Constantinople and allow the Flavis' heirs to survive the uncertain future.

The young man had gambled everything he had, and Luga even felt that he was a little great. But this is his fate, the fate of serving the Purple Room.

"Do you have any other wishes?"

"Nope." John shook his head slightly.

Luga looked at the strong young man, he bit his lip and slowly straightened up, "Then I'll give you one last gift." ”

John looked up and watched as Luga pulled out a golden, gem-encrusted cross from his toga robe.

"I can't think of anything more to give you, my old friend." Luga smiled wryly and shoved the cross into John's locked hands, "This cross is what I pray day after day, in the hope that God will recognize it and agree to bring you to His kingdom. ”

"Caesar......" John clenched the cross tightly with his weak hands, he looked up at Luga, and tears were left again.

"Promise me, don't lose it."

After saying that, Luga turned his back and slowly walked out of the cell, and when he opened the door, there were people standing outside the door, and they all looked at Luga with wide eyes.

"He wouldn't say anything, and I lost the last patience." Luga said expressionlessly: "Kill him, tomorrow." ”