When Luga returned, his life was saved, but he fell asleep immediately because of fatigue.

When he woke up again, he was already in his room in the Doge's palace in the city of New Carthage.

I don't know how long he slept, but when he got up again, the pain in his thighs didn't diminish in the slightest. He touched his thighs with both hands, and little by little, he came to the door.

Opening the door, Luga suddenly bumped into the maid standing in the doorway, which frightened Luga enough to take a few steps back, and his thighs hurt so much that tears flowed out of his eyes.

"Oh, my lord, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! The maid was frightened, and hurried up to Luga, and apologized, her face pale, and her movements were careful, lest there was something she had done inadequately.

"It's okay! It's okay! Finally recovering from the pain, Luga waved his hand at the maid, put his hand on her shoulder, and asked the maid, "How long have I slept here?" ”

"It's been a whole day, sir." The maid said tremblingly.

"It's been so long." Luga let out a long sigh and asked, "So, is there any news I missed?" After all, it was an eventful season, and after so many days of delay, there must have been a lot of troubles that gave me a headache. ”

"Indeed, indeed." The maid continued, "The envoy sent by Augustus has been waiting here for several days, and when the Lord was carried back, the envoy wanted to rush up and wake you up to discuss the matter, but the guards did not let the angry envoy get away. ”

"Envoy?" Luga was a little curious, and thought to himself that while he had just rested and was in good spirits, he might as well go and meet this angry fellow.

In front of the hall of the Governor's Palace, a well-dressed middle-aged man wearing a laurel crown sat in the middle of the empty hall, in the middle of the bureaucrats, a position he had specifically requested. He had indeed waited for a long time, so that the leaves on the laurel branches above his head had begun to dry up, and he must have waited a long time.

The hall was crowded with people, including nobles, envoys, and many generals under Luga's command.

"Good day, envoy, what wind is blowing you?" Luga limped into the hall with the help of the maid, and he smiled wryly, looking at the Augustus envoy and seeing that his face was a little cloudy.

"How many days has he been here?" Luga turned his head sideways and asked the maid beside him.

"It's been three days, my lord."

"Oh, what a wait, a long one!" Luga smiled at Augustus' envoy and reached out to ask, "Don't you know your name?" ”

"Marcus Pinius. Fetanius. Augustus's envoy bowed slightly, and introduced himself unhurriedly, and it was evident from his high head that he had the common habit of arrogance among court officials.

"Oh, Lord Fetanius." Luga nodded repeatedly, looking up and down what Fetanius was wearing, and said politely to Fetanius: "It seems that the three days that Your Excellency has been waiting here have been very unpleasant, and I have this..."

"I'm furious about this, Captain Soldier!" Augustus' envoy Fertanius rudely interrupted Luga, who raised his hands and began his performance.

"Look, our soldier grown, it's only been a long time since it was canonized, and the funds that the Purple Room can use are already stretched!" He used the same majesty that he usually used to reprimand the disobedient fellows, completely ignoring the fact that the scolder in front of him was the captain of the soldiers he knew well. "I, Augustus, representing the only orthodox Roman in the West, ask Lord Luga, why do you refuse to pay Ravenna the taxes that your region will continue to give?"

"I'm sorry, Lord Fetanius." Luga said with a serious face, reached out and patted the maid beside him, motioned for her to leave, and then faced the angry Fetanius, and said in an extremely relaxed tone: "I'm sorry, Your Excellency Fetanius, I really have my own ideas in doing this, after all, we need to maintain a large army to recover more land for Rome." ”

"A large number of troops?" Hearing this, Fetanius sneered, and continued: "Does the Soldier Master think that there are too few soldiers under your command now? But what I saw was that they had filled the New Carthage camp and the tents were stretched out, and it was like another New Carthage of soldiers! Our nobles have complained about the supply of so many people, and you dare to take possession of the taxes that belong to Ravenna in this land? ”

"No, that's not the case." Luga then explained: "Your Excellency is a politician and does not know anything about the military, but I am a soldier, and I do not mix politics with me, and I hope that Your Excellency will not get involved in my affairs. ”

"Not mixed?" Fertanius questioned Luga: "Don't you think about the life or death of Augustus, what he eats now is almost no different from that of the common people, does Augustus eat that kind of food?" Also, His Majesty Augustus has not bought new clothes for a week, so how can he be loved by his people? ”

Fetanius spoke extremely emotionally, and he seemed to be very emotional, so it was not difficult for Luga to see that it was not only Augustus, but also that after his domineering refusal to pay taxes, not only did Augustus affect him, but even the court courtiers under them were not living as well as before. How can the guys who have made them accustomed to squandering so likely get used to living in a tight situation? Protest was inevitable, so Lugardu had expected such a thing, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

Luga wanted to appease this impulsive envoy of Augustus, but he heard Luga say: "I do this just to want Augustus to eat better and live better in the future..."

"What's better?" Fetanius interrupted Luga's words again, he glared at Luga, and said loudly: "Your Excellency has forgotten that you have a sister, she is our Augusta, Your Excellency must remember that she is about to give birth, can you bear to live like a beggar after seeing the purple room in your heart?" ”

"I don't have ......"

"And what are you going to do?" Fetanius went straight out, this impulsive guy roared like a mad vicious dog, he pointed at Luga and reprimanded loudly: "The previous Augusta spared no effort to promote you to the captain of the soldiers, just hoping that Your Excellency can protect Augustus and the Purple Room, and now it is good, Your Excellency has become the captain of the soldiers, not only did you not fulfill your promise, but also made Augustus's life so difficult, I am here to question Your Excellency on behalf of His Majesty Augustus, are you Flavis. Did Luga want to betray Augustus, betray Rome? ”

At the mention of the word "betrayal", the entire hall became unusually quiet, and everyone held their breath and turned their eyes to Luga, who was now opposite Fetanius. Regardless of whether this is true or slanderous, as soon as such casual words are spoken, no matter how loyal a person is, I am afraid that at this time, he will be furious.

Fetanius looked at Luga's gloomy face on the other side, and he must have realized that what he just said was indeed serious, but what he said was tantamount to spilling water, and he couldn't take it back. At this time, he still pursed his lips and puffed up his chest, showing a righteous appearance, but he didn't know that beads of sweat had oozed from his shiny forehead.