"Suebi?" Luga repeated, and it could be heard in his accent that he was very surprised.

Luga then asked, "How can there be Suebi people in this place?" Moreover, there will be so many of them in such a city? ”

"Sorry, I didn't know about that!" Andrés shrugged his shoulders, looked at the corpses in this place, and said, "Something must be wrong, otherwise there is no reason for so many barbarians to enter the city." ”

"This is a serious problem, Lord Andrés." Luga said to Andrés with a serious face: "Now that so many unknown barbarians can be brought in in full armor, it only means that there is something wrong with the junior officers defending the city, and they choose to turn a blind eye to this situation." This time it may be dozens of people, and next time it may be hundreds or thousands or even an army, so that fifteen hundred defenders, even fifteen thousand are far from enough! ”

Andrés looked terrible, for he had only been beaten in the morning, and now he had been beaten again, this time the matter was so serious, dozens of nobles were killed, and countless others were injured.

"This is no longer just an ordinary incident." Luga continued: "It is not an exaggeration to say that this is already provoking war. ”

After saying that, Luga wiped the blood from the sword with his sleeve, then put the sword into its sheath and said to Andres: "I will send someone to investigate this matter when the time comes, Your Excellency Andrés." For so many nobles to die, and how to explain to their families, I'm afraid you have to worry about it, after all, the invitation was placed by you, you better think about how to explain this matter! ”

With that, Luga led the wounded away with the soldiers, leaving Andrés alone in a daze.

At this time, outside the city, under the cover of night, in a small forest, there was silence all around, and I couldn't see my fingers.

This is a place where even the soldiers who are on duty in the villages near the city at night do not want to come to such a place, God knows what will lurk in the dark place, they would rather patrol the village, which also gives some people a perfect cover.

On the road next to the autumn forest, even though it was pitch black, a series of footsteps could still be heard coming from the city side of Tarraco, and the footsteps were getting closer and closer, and gradually, a moving black shadow could be seen running in the darkness.

"Poof!"

A noise came from the woods that stopped the man who was constantly running, and only one man could be heard gasping in the quiet darkness.

At this moment there was movement in the bushes in the woods, and a man was seen appearing from it, brushing aside the branches of the bushes in front of him, and coming to the guy who was panting in the road.

"How's it going?" The man asked.

"Sorry, failed!" The messenger replied breathlessly.

"Why?" The voice was cold, it seemed that defeat was unacceptable, and of course in the darkness you could hear a "snort", which was the sound of a sword drawn. "You're making sure it's foolproof, but now you're telling me you've messed up, so how can I report it to the Romans?"

"your Romans! It's a mistake in the information you provided! Even if the receiver showed his weapon, the messenger was not the least afraid, and he retorted: "The information you gave us is that they were having dinner in the square outside the Governor's Palace, which was full of damned nobles and there were so many of them that they didn't see the person you said when they attacked!" Until a large group of people rushed out and beat our people out, this time we broke a lot of manpower, all because of your misguidance, you should be responsible for this matter! Also, the Romans behind you, and the bastard who tried to represent Rome himself, is responsible for this! ”

The words of the messenger silenced the man, he did not say a word, he was silent for a moment, and then said: "Then you mean that I am responsible for this matter?" ”

"Yes!" The messenger of the letter insisted on it without even thinking about it, even if he didn't know what the receiver in front of him looked like, and he didn't know what the details were, and the rules of doing things only for money made the messenger naively think that he would make his financier ashamed and compensate for saying this!

"Good!" In the darkness, the answerer let out a cold laugh, and the sound combined with the darkness in front of him had already chilled the messenger's spine. But he was afraid, and he had no money, and without money he could not make up for the loss of this failed operation, so he could only listen to such gloomy laughter, swallow a mouthful of saliva to embolden himself, and stand there with his chest straight.

"Then you can get it!"

"Whew!"

After the man finished speaking, the messenger felt only stunned, and when he came back to his senses, there was an unbearable pain in his chest. The pain twisted his features together, and he lowered his head and groped with his hands, wondering what it was.

Soon, he felt the blade of the sword, and that's when he realized that the sword had pierced his chest. He looked up, it was still dark in front of him, and he couldn't help laughing, because death was imminent, and he didn't know who killed him or what he looked like.

A sense of powerlessness came up, and with a "plop" sound, he fell to his knees, grabbed the blade with both hands, and finally fell without changing anything.

"If you fail, you should die, this is the rule of our Roman side!"

There was a sound in the darkness, cold, without any expression, as the messenger took his last breath.

At this moment, footsteps were heard in the silence, moving in the opposite direction from which the messenger had come.

"It seems that this is also a very peaceful place!" Back in the barracks, Luga sat down in his seat and said to Andrew as he drew his Dragon's Breath Sword and wiped it with a cloth.

"The question we must now solve is who is behind this massacre of barbarians into the city, and what are their motives and purposes?" "This is not a trivial matter," said Marennius, "and there must be someone in the way. ”

"At the very least, it is too far from the personal grudge between the nobles, and if it is possible, these barbarians should be allowed to slaughter their family, and they should not rush into a large banquet and go on a killing spree!" Matteolius analyzed.

"First the garrison was insufficient, and then the Suebi invaded." Luga pondered, "It's really not easy! ”