"Come in, guests from afar." Remitius shouted a greeting to the tents.

The tent door was opened by the guards guarding the gate, and Luga had no idea when the soldiers guarding the gate were replaced by Aetius' men.

Luga was stunned, for he clearly saw the figure of the man standing in the doorway.

"Gaisarik!" Luga whispered, his hand pressed against the hilt of his sword. The newcomer looked pale, his lips were chapped, and he was walking a little unsteadily, and it seemed that he had done a lot of psychological struggles this time.

He took only two guards with him, and the two dirty-clad guards entered the door, disarmed, and followed closely by Gaisarik's side with his bare hands. The two pairs of eyes looked around, afraid that they had encountered any sneak attack or simply thought that this was just a feast. Especially after seeing Luga's right hand pressing the hilt of his sword tightly in the distance, his eyes staring at the three of them even more.

"Your Excellency Luga, don't be nervous." Seeing that the situation was embarrassing for a while, Remitius hurriedly stood up and waved at Luga and Gaisarik, he smiled and said to Gaisaric with an apologetic face: "I'm sorry, I forgot to remind you when I was preparing. As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the guards behind him and scolded in a dissatisfied tone: "What are you still standing stupidly for, hurry up and prepare a stool for the guests!" ”

The guard hurried out, and in a few moments brought a stool and placed it behind Gaisarik.

"You may be seated, Lord Gaisarik." Germytius seems to be very kind to Gessaric, and in Remytius's manners, this Gaisarik is no longer even an invading invader, not a common enemy, but a friend. This made Luga even more incomprehensible, and he asked himself over and over again in his mind why, why, that allies and enemies were greeting each other cordially.

"It's an old fox!" Luga gritted his teeth, his heart full of surprise, puzzlement and anger, but nothing could be done.

"Tell me, what do you want to say when you invite the enemy into your tent? Just say it. Luga couldn't get his temper up, and he seemed to want to hear what kind of tricks the two crooked fellows were going to do.

"Of course, as you can see, we're all here, so it's just right, let's talk." Remitius took his glass and walked around the tent with a smile on his face, taking a look at everyone present. Raising his glass, he said in a loud voice: "As you can see, we are all together, and of course, we were enemies yesterday. ”

"Yesterday still?" Luga was taken aback by Remitius's words, what did he mean by this, yesterday he was an enemy, isn't he today? Are there any dealings they are deliberately concealing in private? Thinking so, Luga couldn't help but turn his head to look at Gesarric, who had been invited by Remitius.

Who would have thought that Gaisarik sat in his seat and his eyes widened, and he was as surprised as Luga was at what Remitius had said.

Facing the surprised Luga and Gaisarik, Remitius drank the wine in his glass unhurriedly and said slowly: "Of course, I have come to ask for peace on behalf of the empire to Gaisarik, the king of the Vandals!" ”

"Peace?" Luga realizes that this Remitius has finally revealed his fox tail. "I'm sorry, Lord Remitius." Luga finally let go of the last shred of respect for the old fox, and he shook Erlang's legs, which was a sitting position that the so-called nobles couldn't understand at all. He looked at Remitius and said angrily: "Your Excellency, I think you are a little sad that you are so old that you have not yet understood the meaning of peace. ”

Luga knew that this was extremely disrespectful to Remitius, but he didn't care, because the old bastard of the Senate in front of him was no longer as simple as stealing credit.

"Of course, of course I know, Lord Luga, that you are an unnecessary reminder." Remitius was still smiling, but Luga didn't feel anything funny about it.

"It is well known that Archbishop Leo I could not tolerate the cannibalism of God's people, and if I am not mistaken, Sir Gaisarric, you and your men are devout Christians, am I right?"

Gaisaric remained in his seat, and after a full ten seconds of Remitius' question, he came to his senses, nodding his head repeatedly, and almost knelt down in excitement to show his piety.

"Yes, my men and I are devout Christians!" Not only did Gaisaric say, but he also drew a cross on his chest with his hand and said in his mouth: "Forgive me, O God!" ”

"What does it matter?" Lu Jia, who was on the side, asked directly: "Could it be that as long as you believe in God, you can wantonly invade the land of the empire?" And those who believe in God and slaughter God's people can be forgiven at will? ”

"It is for this reason that we have learned to cherish the lives of God's people, which is why we have come to mediate and reduce the unnecessary killing of the moment!" Remitius was right, but Aetius, who sat behind him, was indifferent, as if he had resigned himself to the fallacy, oh, forgot, they looked like they were wearing a pair of trousers.

"Heh, it's all here, so what are you going to do?" Luga was fed up with the politician, and he knew it was a waste of time. Luga stood up and drew his iron sword with a "brush",

"Andrew, go out and tell the Legion to assemble here, no matter how witty you say, you won't be able to stop me from killing a damn Vandal!" Luga didn't want to hear any more, and he stood up and faced Gaisarik.

Although the two guards beside Gaisaric were unarmed, they still stood up in front of Gaisarik, their faces solemn, and Gaisaric behind him was even more pale, obviously frightened, and did not have any courage at all as if they were on the battlefield.

Why, why did he show such a move? Luga couldn't understand it, but in the next moment, he understood.

"Enough, Luga!"

At this time, Aetius, who had been silent for a long time, stood up suddenly, and he stared at Luga with anger on his face.

"Your Excellency Gaisaric is a guest, and you will never be allowed to be so presumptuous!" Aetius angrily scolded Luga, much to Luga's surprise, although he knew that they were wearing a pair of pants, but he never imagined that at this moment Gaisarik seemed to be no longer their enemy, and Luga became more like.