I didn't look back and left the city where I had stayed for a year and had enough memories to make.

I don't know if I'm right or wrong, because I don't know how long it will take me to go, and I probably won't even be able to come back. The second is that Tenaia did not accept the Oron I gave her, and if they lost me, then they would have to live on those few denares. Then the burden of life will fall on Tenaia's thin shoulders, will she really be able to bear it? I don't know, and I even regret it, not to mention what will happen if there is no money, if such a beautiful girl is taken by the noble children in the city, then no one will really protect her.

The carriage was out of the city, and it was already dusk, and the sunset seemed to be stained with blood, and suddenly became a lot darker. But just in time, the dim sunlight was shining on my back, with my back to Genoa, farther and farther away. I don't know if Tenaya will support my idea, after all, I don't want to be so ordinary, she doesn't want her beauty to pass away without decoration, I want to give her the best, the most decent wedding, the most luxurious clothes, the most precious jewels, and decorate her like Cleopatra to be a beauty like no other in the world. Don't be afraid she'll be snatched away, because I can protect her, but not now!

The red face is easy to grow old, and there is not much time for her, and the same is not much for me.

Fred found a qualified coachman, at least he wouldn't be like that old man who was afraid of things and abandoned me at every turn, and it is no wonder that in this era of war and chaos, betraying others is often the best life-saving certificate to survive.

Milan, a huge city, was favored by the emperor and regent Pracitia, so it was supported by a lot of aristocratic money, so it developed very strongly, although it did not have much historical background, it was still close to the fall of favor in Rome. And I arrived here two days after I left Genoa.

The carriage entered the city, bypassing the bustling residential areas and crowded city squares, and entering neighborhoods where only the wealthy aristocracy were entitled. Each of these houses was carefully designed by the engineers, and except for the red tiles on the roof, everything else is different, showing the unique taste of the upper class of nobles.

The carriage entered, and walked through the dense cobweb-like streets for about ten minutes, and finally stopped in the deepest part of a noble courtyard that was not so unique as the other houses.

There were no attendants, just armed personal guards who wandered aimlessly through the flower-filled garden, acting as watchdogs. When they saw our carriage come in, they didn't recognize me, but they did recognize Fred, so they only looked very wary of me.

"Andrew should be in the city too, did you inform him?" I didn't rush into the house as soon as I got out of the car, and asked Fred Andrew directly where he was. "I can trust Andrew, but others can't."

"You can rest assured of that, Mr. Luga." Fred pointed to the villa-like house behind me, "Mr. Andrew has been eating at our house for a week, and I heard that he had a quarrel with his mistress and ran away in a bad mood, so we came here." His little day is good, and he will gain a lot of weight visually, ha, no problem, as long as there is no problem when the time comes, you can eat as much as you want! ”

Eating and drinking for nothing for so long can still behave so generously! If I had known, I wouldn't have gone back to Genoa and followed Arecio with all his heart! It turns out that Andrew, the old bastard, has been eating and drinking here for nothing for so long in the way of being angry, and it is okay, one person is full, and the whole family is not hungry.

The thought of me suffering on the docks, this bastard eating and drinking for nothing, makes me angry. Without Fred's guidance, I took two steps and rushed all the way through the closed door.

"Bang dang!"

I kicked the door open, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes, large and small, stared at me at the same time, giving me a strange look.

"Oh, oh, hello, I didn't expect you to gather here!" I nodded my head and smiled, and the aura I had just had disappeared without a trace. Through the brightly lit reception hall, except for Arecio, who sat in the middle of the wooden table, everyone else was dressed as a personal guard, and of course Andrew, who stared at the map on the table in a daze, and held a chicken leg, nibbling cutely.

"Oh, Luga, and Fred, well, well, you're just in time." Arecio sat in the center of the crowd, I hadn't seen him for a year, and when I saw him again, I really didn't believe that this guy who looked so imposing was him Arecio himself, he had already swept away his original appearance of dying, and I didn't know if he had taken the wrong medicine to make him so energetic.

"Let's hope we didn't come too late, Lord Arecio!" Fred still had great respect for the brass masked man, and he saluted very politely before speaking, and he could not have imagined that this barbarian from the northern barbarians had not seen him for a year, except for the uncomfortable-looking beard, and was not inferior to any Roman in terms of politeness.

"No formality, Fred." Arecio beckoned to him, and said, "Come on, we're just in time to discuss, Luga, oh, and you, yes, yes, come on, we can't do without you!" ”

"Oh, I'm a little flattered!" I laughed as I stepped forward to Andrew's side,

"Hi Luga, uh-huh, uh-huh, long time no see!" Andrew greeted me while eating the drumsticks, and for some reason, he ate the drumsticks faster when he saw me.

Look at this idiot who eats chicken legs, how can I, a hillbilly who has eaten rotten vegetable leaves for a year, not be popular. Reaching out for a handful, snatching his chicken leg and stuffing it into his mouth before he could react, oh, that tender chicken, that is a long-lost memory, a lost youth!

"Alright, let's get down to business." Arecio stretched out a finger and pressed it on the map, the location happened to be Belgian Gaul, only to see Arecio say to us: "Because of the fall of Belgian Gaul, the loss of the provinces of the empire has made the emperor angry, so he mobilized ten field regiments and two cavalry regiments stationed in Italy proper, forming the first Italian regiment with a total of 6,000 men plus two auxiliary field regiments, a total of 12,000 men, starting from Ravenna, The target is Augusta-Treville, the largest city in the Belgian province of Gaul. ”

"This legion is huge, if even the emperor is personally on the march, no matter how arrogant he Aetius is, he has to give this young emperor a face." I expressed my opinion, after all, I think that Valentinian III must be a meritorious person to make a contribution and prepare to stabilize the situation in the future. With his command and Aetius' power in Gaul, Bagauda and these barbarians could not be an opponent at all, so this victory was also assured. So why does Arecio say this is a valuable opportunity? I don't know.