The atmosphere was awkward to the extreme, but fortunately, the guards around Luga were tall and tall, forming an impregnable wall of people separating the outside from the inside.

It didn't let too many people understand the situation inside, not to mention that the awkward atmosphere for such a long time was needed to show the onlookers that nothing was going on that shouldn't have happened.

Luga then motioned for Andrew to let his guard down, then hugged Valentinian, and gestured with his usual friendly face that poor Valentinian was powerless in the face of Luga's immense power, and could only act like a puppet at the mercy of others.

At this time, the act was appropriate, but the citizens saw that the two Augusts were so "close", and they couldn't help but cheer, admittedly, they still wanted to see that even so, after all, the two Augusts could show the intimacy they deserved would reduce the occurrence of civil war.

Luga then took Valentinian's hand and walked towards the door of the palace, as it was customary for them to visit the Pope.

Leo stood at the top of the palace steps in front of the beautifully carved gate, dressed in a white robe, not as simple as the soldiers standing on the side, which was very much in line with the morality of Christ. He had a golden cross hanging from his chest, and he held an ornate scepter, and his expression changed subtly, and the appearance of a smile was unpredictable.

Luga took Valentinian to one knee in front of Leo and motioned to the Pope.

"Welcome to Rome, Augustus of Constantinople." Leo said in a deep voice, stretching out his right hand and drawing a cross in front of him.

"That's great, Papa." Luga bowed slightly, for Leo, Luga's status was different, and there was no need to be so respectful, but the courtesy that should be there was still essential.

"If you have any doubts, you can come to the church and find me." Leo nodded at Luga, he didn't seem to like the scene, or maybe the Christian leader was so pretentious and out of step with the customs of the world.

The brief visit was soon over, because in the gladiatorial arena, there was also a grand gladiatorial performance, and both the audience and the gladiators were waiting for the arrival of the two.

"It's a special day, so enjoy the day!"

The cheers of the audience were endless, and when they saw the two Augusts appear in the gladiatorial arena, they burst into thunderous applause, and at this moment, they had been waiting for a long time.

Already stocked with fruit and wine, and cushioned with thick fur blankets, Valentinian and Luga stood side by side, signaling to the citizens who had come to watch the gladiatorial battle to the sound of loud music.

Valentinian didn't say a word the whole time, he was frightened by Luga's threat at the time, but fortunately he had clearly recognized himself

"So, what are you going to perform today?" Luga sat firmly in his seat, the first time he had watched a match in Rome's gladiatorial arena, and the first time he had sat in such a prominent position.

"This is your battle for fame, Caesar." Arethio, the treasurer sitting on the side, said unhurriedly to Luga.

"My battle for fame?" Lu Jia laughed dryly, he didn't quite understand what his battle for fame was, "Is it the Great Sicily?" There, I kicked Gaisarik in the ass. ”

Speaking of this, Luga couldn't help but look back at Yudoria in the seat not far behind her, Yudoria seemed to be very interested in such a show, her legs were closed, her hands were on her thighs, her fists were clenched, and the expression on her face was both nervous and expectant.

She must have been curious about the life of the guy who had always been afraid, Luga couldn't help but smile smugly as he looked at her nervous appearance, and then he looked forward to the content of this performance even more.

However, Luga's smile quickly retracted, replaced by a dark cloud, mixed with dissatisfaction and a hint of anger.

It must have been because of the sixth sense, so that Yudoria noticed something, only to see that she quickly withdrew her gaze to look into the distance and looked at Luga, Luga saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly turned to look at Arecio, and randomly found a topic to talk to Arecio, all as if nothing had happened.

Yudoria looked at Luga's back, her eyes full of doubt, and she looked down in contemplation and felt as if she had misseen something.

"What's wrong?"

Hunerik leaned over and asked Yudoria, who shook her head, smiled at Hunerik and said, "Nothing, nothing." ”

At this time, a loud horn sounded, attracting the attention of everyone present.

"Look, look, it's on, it's on!" Arecio looked very excited, and he smiled at Luga, pointing to the speaker on the podium.

"Behold, the ignorant Sassanid king Isiai led his army into our Roman territory, and Augustus Theodosius the brave led the mighty and invincible Roman army to meet the enemy, and the two sides fought in the arid land......"

As soon as the speaker's words fell, a horn sounded, and on either side of the podium stood eight lobbyists, wearing exaggerated brass masks and white robes. They were as exaggerated as their attire, and deliberately said loudly in a very low tone: "The great army of Isiae has overwhelmed the frontier and slaughtered our Roman people in a frenzy, and Theodosius has led an army against the vile Sassanids, vowing to expel them completely. See! Our brave Roman warriors! ”

Another trumpet sounded, and I saw the iron door of the gladiatorial arena on the right side of Luga slowly open, and a group of gladiators rushed out, numbering about fifty people, each armed with a broad shield and a spear, led by a small round shield and harpoon. Each of them wore ancient helmets and rudimentary muscular cuirass on display of their muscles.

It's a far cry from the Roman soldier's attire for real battles, but it's just for show, and who would wear such a conservative and ugly attire?

A tsunami of cheers erupted from the spectators, many of whom had never seen the war and were able to feast their eyes on it.

"Behold, our Augustus Theodosius!"

"Caesar! Caesar! Caesar! ”

The audience cheered loudly, only to see a richly decorated chariot slowly emerging from the largest arch, with a heavily armed charioteer and a man in golden armor, presumably the actor of Theodosius.

Like the real Augustus, he appeared on the field at the moment when the audience called Caesar, and raised the equally magnificent iron sword in his hand, which provoked thunderous applause.

"This is an aristocrat from Dalmatia." Arecio approached Lugar and said, "He's spent a lot of money to play this role. ”

"Isn't this character dangerous?" Luga was a little puzzled, "This is a gladiatorial arena, and the real fight should be the same as on the battlefield." ”

"Hah, who knows."

"So who's playing me?" Luga was even more curious.

"A warrior, at least that's what the people call him, by name, Scythe of Death, Thracian, the most powerful gladiator of the moment, he feels best to you, at least so the courtiers of the host."

"Then I'm really looking forward to it!" Luga said with a smile.