Presumably, the soldiers defending the city, they recognized this group of men and horses, no, when they got closer, they heard a "squeak", and the ruined city gate slowly opened.

The first to poke his head out was an unkempt man, and if it weren't for his dirty, messy blond hair, I wouldn't have been able to tell what kind of man he was from his completely blackened face.

Following this team slowly into the city gate, on the street, there were more and more people on both sides of the road, all of them were unkempt, and the only white thing on the whole body was the white of the eyes.

Walking on the street, the smell in the air is incomparable to the rotting corpses on the battlefield, but the smell is impossible to compliment. I wanted to cover my mouth and nose, but my hands were bound, and there was no way to cover them, so I had no choice but to endure in silence.

Even though both sides of the road were lined with ragged civilians, it was deserted like a ghost town. This group of people covered in rags to cover their bodies, they stared at us blankly, there was nothing new for those mercenaries, but I was different. I am like a magnet that attracts everyone's attention, and the kind of eyes that everyone looks at me is difficult to describe, that is, the expression and eyes of the earthlings when they see aliens for the first time.

"Follow us, our head will definitely be interested in you."

He was holding the rope in my hand as a result of the soldier, probably tired of the different thoughts that came from all around, and the mercenary leader had no desire to turn his head.

"What I want to say is, can you save me a little face in front of so many people?"

The fellow ignored my words again, and tugged at the rope that bound my hands, and walked down the slightly dilapidated road to the magnificent building in the center of the city. This is probably the Governor's Palace, and the building materials used in the whole building are obviously different from the surrounding houses, and there is a fountain in front of the building, and there are many unknown flowers and plants planted around it.

"Well, the smell of corruption."

The air does make the flowers and plants a lot fresher, but such a scenery that does not match the surroundings really can't win people's favor, at least my favor.

With heavily armed soldier handles, chain mail, helmets, and shields, this is what a regular soldier looks like, but it's a rare species in the city.

Their proximity alerted them, and the officer-like leader unsurprisingly blocked our way. The head of the mercenary hurriedly stepped forward to negotiate with him, and I looked at him from a distance, and I didn't know what kind of words he was good at, and the officer guarding the door nodded again and again, and even took the initiative to give way to let him go. The expression on his face was like a flower, not only looking at the head of the mercenary, but also at me, what? Am I your cash cow?

"There must be a lot of chips in this offer, otherwise this bastard wouldn't be so satisfied!"

I couldn't help but look disdainful as I watched them close a wicked deal, of course, they didn't care, and God knows what kind of bargaining chip I was in in their hearts.

"Squeak~"

The soldiers guarding the door pushed open the door of the governor's palace, and the mercenary leader was also unkind and led me directly inside.

As soon as we entered the two large wooden doors, the light inside immediately dimmed, and there was only an oil lamp, which emitted a dim light on the wooden table in front of the two of us, which made the already quiet room even more eerie.

"Who is it?"

The voice echoed in the empty hall, and in this empty darkness, the faint flame was like a flame, in this darkness it could only protect itself, and it had no ability to illuminate the darkness in front of it.

I looked at the flame, but I didn't know that it was so similar to my current situation. Through this dim firelight, the darkness here can be highlighted, suppressing the whole person's heart, and they can't breathe. I couldn't help but stroke my chest and breathe heavily so that I wouldn't suffocate from oxygen.

What kind of person can stay in such an environment for a long time? I was full of curiosity about the owner of the voice, for he had been hiding in the dark, and could only hear its voice, but could not see its person.

The head of the mercenary beside me seemed to know the rules here, and I saw him bow his head and slowly walk to the dim light of the fire, as if to make his face visible to those who were hiding in the darkness. He leaned forward slightly, as if to salute, and he spoke, his voice equally dull: "Your Excellency, I have brought a man from outside the city, who says he is from Aetius. ”

"Oh~"

The man's tone sounded very curious, and I must have piqued his interest.

"Bring it on."

At the man's command, the mercenary leader hurried back to beckon at me, and I hesitated a little, but nevertheless stepped forward and stood still in front of the fire.

"Oh, you?"

The voice was slightly surprised in the darkness, but then there was an eerie sneer. I could hear the chill running down my entire back.

"Dare to ask who you are!"

I plucked up the courage and asked loudly this fucker hiding in the dark, they are all human, what kind of ability is pretending to be a ghost in broad daylight! I'm not convinced, I have to see the true face of this guy.

"I..."

The voice paused slightly, as if to change his seat, and heard the voice in the darkness continue: "You should know my name, I am the Roman Governor of the Belgian province of Gaul, Flavies. Who are you, Arecio? ”

Flavis! It is worthy of being the governor of the empire, or the surname of the noble, I am secretly surprised in my heart, he has the same surname as Aetius, if they are also given the surname, then this guy hiding in the dark is also a ruthless character!

"Aurius. Luga! Centurion of the 300th Brigade of the 1st Brigade of the Fourteenth Twin Legion under Aetius! ”

Although this is an officer, how insignificant the dignitaries who hide in the darkness are, and I am a little lacking in confidence when I say it.

"Snort ~ Aurius, hum, haha, hahaha."

The dark, Arecio, laughed even more disdainfully when he heard my surname, and I knew that he knew that this surname was of humble status, but he did not expect that it would become his laughing stock.

"So—" The man said strangely, and after just laughing twice, he immediately restrained his smile and said in a deep voice: "What is the purpose of Aetius sending you?" Do you want to bring words, or do you want to see if I let those barbarians tear up and eat them? ”

Aetius's intentions, this guy's question really stumped me, I never said I was sent by Aetius. What to do, my heart is pounding with tension at the moment, and my head is constantly thinking about reasonable countermeasures.