"He's playing with fire!" Aetius picked up the silk toga robe in his left hand and pinched the corner of the soldier's scepter held tightly in his right hand, "Now that Gaul and other places have just stabilized, everything seems to be back to its proper order, but he is like a bastard who does not want to settle down, always thinking about the water that has just cleared up and stirred it up again." ”

"He must think that when he is strong, he thinks that he can do whatever he wants." Litollo also looked solemn in front of Aetius, and said worriedly: "He is now acting more and more arrogant. ”

"No, that's not right!" Aetius interrupted Litolo, who muttered thoughtfully, "Flavis. Luga must have understood something, or had he been aware of all our recent movements and had countered my actions. ”

"I don't understand, Captain Soldier." Litolo shook his head, his expression of distress as if he had eaten too many chili peppers and was in pain when he went to the toilet.

"Just as I wondered." Aetius pondered as he said, "I did my best to facilitate the marriage of my son to Valentinian's youngest daughter, but at this time Luga jumped out and took control of the Senate by force. ”

"Valentinian must have known about this before we did, he saw hope in Luga, at least they were relatives." The more Aetius thought about it, the more suspicious he became, he was far underestimating this so-called "lucky" goods. Yes, even more underestimated than before.

"I thought I could avoid it if I avoided it and didn't fight him, and to be honest I didn't want to go against Bernifas." Aetius said, raising his head again, turning sideways and asking the waiter beside him, "Is it time to eat?" ”

"Yes, my lord!" The waiter bowed to Aetius, then pushed down and clapped his hands at the door.

At this time, only a few slaves were seen coming to Aetius with a table full of food under the watchful eyes of the fully armed guards, and Aetius slowly got up and walked down the steps under the service of the attendants.

The slave placed the table on one side of the hall and the bench, everything was ready, and a taster came up and ate the food on the plate with an iron fork, and Aetius took his seat until his stomach did not react.

"Come along, my old fellow." Aetius beckoned to Litoll, and then gestured to the attendant beside him.

A brand new stool stepped in front of Litollio, and Litollio was very embarrassed at this time, and he smiled bitterly, his whole face wrinkled like a green bitter melon. Looking at Aetius, then at the stool in front of him, and then at the delicacies on the table, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, tired and hungry after standing for so long.

After too long of a thought struggle, he finally chose to give in to the food, and he smiled as if he had taken advantage of Aetius, and trotted all the way to sit opposite Aetius.

The waiter skillfully uses a knife and fork to skillfully cut a large piece of roasted meat in the middle of the table into small pieces of different sizes, because Aetius's taste requires, the meat can be roasted to five to seven points, and it is accompanied by cheesecake, plus olives and other fruits, it is a rare delicacy.

To be able to maintain such a luxurious life under such extreme conditions, I am afraid that only Aetius can do this, and then there are the wealthy senators and nobles.

Litollio couldn't bear the delicacy in front of him, and he watched unhurriedly as the waiter poured the roast and then the soup into Aetius's plate, and the roast was still flowing with oil and water floating in the soup.

Finally, when it was his turn, he sat there smiling as he pretended to be calm and starved.

"No formality, my friend." Aetius didn't seem to have any appetite, but was bored tapping his fork and spoon on a valuable silver plate. He just looked at Litollio, as if waiting for Litollo to feast.

What a huge offense it was for the owner or boss to watch him eat, but Litollo still clenched his knife and fork and did not dare to move, even if the stomach and intestines in his abdomen had already been twisted together.

"Just like at home, Lord Litollio, eat!" Aetius's tone was a reminder, more like an order, which made it difficult for Lito to refuse.

"Well, as you wish, my lord."

It was hard to refuse, and Litollo could not shirk it any longer, and he was not accustomed to using a knife and fork, so he took bread and dipped it in thick soup and roasted meat and put it in his mouth.

Soon, a large piece of roast meat with bread went down to the belly,

"Is it delicious?" Aetius asked.

"Hmm!" Lito paused for a moment, then nodded.

"Then, if you have eaten delicious food, you must do something worthy of the food I gave you." Aetius slowly lowered his fork, his fists clenched and his eyes stared directly at Litollio in front of him, which made Litollio feel embarrassed and uncomfortable, so he could only reluctantly stop what he was doing.

"When you're full, go to work."

"Where are you going?" Litosa asked.

"Rome!" Aetius picked up the iron fork again, turned it around, and put the handle of the fork into Littoll's hands.

"The fork, and the knife, were invented by Theodosius, and he thought of it as civilization." Aetius stared at Litollo with his eyes intended, "But look at it, knives and forks are savage weapons used to kill." ”

"I see that you don't really like these two barbaric tools, but you have to get used to it, it comes down from the battlefield and becomes a symbol of civilization for the nobles, because it no longer makes the nobles dirty their pampered hands."

Seeing that Aetius was speaking in a straight voice, Litollio didn't know how to respond, because he didn't understand what Aetius was trying to say, so he took the fork very obediently and played with it in his hand.

"Now, you have to understand how to cut elegantly and enjoy the process so that you can put food that doesn't fit in your mouth just right." Aetius picked up his knife, gestured in mid-air, and said to Litollio: "I believe in you so much, my old fellow, go to Ravenna, bring me the First Italian Legion, I need them, now, now!" ”

Littollio could see Aetius' determined gaze, and he could also understand how important the First Italian Legion was to Aetius, which was not a difficult thing to do, because Aetius was the captain of the soldiers, commanding the entire army of the Central Field Army.

"So, my lord, what about the Second Neapolitan Legion?" Litollo asked, "The Central Field Army still has an army that can satisfy the adults." ”

"If you can rule them, that's for the best, my old fellow." Aetius continued: "Then lead them to Rome and face Luga's army, and I will see how they choose!" ”

"As you wish, Master Soldier!"