With a glass of wine, Liquinia succeeded in making Cicedes lose face, and Cicedes drank the wine in the glass violently, and then slammed the silver cup in his hand on the table in front of him, making a loud crunch sound.

"Damn woman, when did she stand with Luga, isn't she a woman who makes Luga regard her great enemy?" Andrew thought to himself, and in the same way, there was a vague feeling of unease in his mind, after all, Luga had become different from the guy he had known at the beginning.

It's not just his attitude towards Luga, but Luga's attitude towards him has also changed.

What the hell was Andrew thinking, I'm afraid he just wanted to see how much Luga valued himself, who had followed him for many years, and walked through every place in Rome where there were wars and would be wars.

Cicedes beside him gritted his teeth, and just like that, he didn't forget to add fuel to Andrew's words and said: "Look at it, this woman, she is so proud, she bewitched Caesar, so that Caesar gradually became estranged from you, you are Caesar's closest comrade-in-arms, how could he not treat you well, don't forget, there is no man who will not be tempted by beauty, yes, look at it, you should know all this!" ”

Andrew nodded slightly, he looked at Quinia who was slowly sitting down opposite, his eyes were full of disgust and hatred.

But now he has to admit that he did this to make Lu Jia feel embarrassed, but he didn't wait for Lu Jia's response, even if it was a refusal, such a woman blocking here, what is this? Andrew couldn't figure it out when he thought about it.

It is undeniable that he has already listed Likinia as his enemy, and this pampered princess has been against him more than once.

"Do you want to be a powerful figure, or a deputy who does nothing?"

This question kept ringing in Andrew's ears, and Andrew gritted his teeth, but he still made and stood firm in his choice.

After the feast, the nobles could see how great the impact of such a small episode had been. Probably at night, in the time of revelry, every morning, you can see a large number of soldiers coming in from outside, they are all the legions originally brought from the west and stationed in Macedonia, they swagger into the city, and proclaim themselves to be the Praetorian Guard of the capital under the leadership of Marenius.

"Look, this is your comrade-in-arms, Lord Andrew." Cicedes beckoned Andrew to the balcony, and he pointed to the troops that kept walking below.

From the window balcony of an inn, which looked out onto the street below, a large number of soldiers marched through the street, even dressed in the attire of the army of the western Gauls, which could not have been more conspicuous.

"Your good friend realizes that there is a lot of instability in the army that guards him." Cicedes looked at Andrew with a smile, then pointed at him, the meaning of which could not be clearer.

Andrew's face was very ugly, and he looked coldly at the soldiers in front of him who were walking towards the Flavi Palace.

"Shut up, Cicedes, it's none of your business!" Andrew said hatefully, then glared at Casset, turned back and went into the room.

Looking at Andrew's back, Cicedes sneered, only to hear him say unhurriedly: "Ha, ignorant fellow. ”

"Caesar? What about Caesar? ”

On the third day of the feast, Tenaia did not see Luga again in the palace, she had a good idea, mainly for the sake of Andrew's friendship with Luga for many years, she cherished Luga's relationship with Andrew, but now there must be communication, only communication, can deal with the relationship that now seems to be stiff.

She asked around, but the answer was always "Sorry, ma'am, we don't know where he is." ”

"Why don't you ask Lickinia?" There's really no other way out of it, so she thinks of Lickinia, but she quickly gives up on that plan because she doesn't have the guts to face the woman.

It seemed that everything was going to end like this, and a hint of loss flashed in Tenea's eyes, but what could she do? She is weak and has the title of Augusta.

Isuria in northeastern Asia Minor was a frontier region of the Empire, although the Isurians were subjects of the Roman Empire and were given the rights of citizens under the Law of Nations.

Of course, as Isuritans, they were not taken seriously by the Romans after submitting to them, after all, the arrogant Romans had always been reluctant to share the fruits of civilization with what they considered to be barbarians.

Just after Augustus, a large army appeared in Isuria, and the arrival of this army once again upset the balance of the Isuriya region.

The Isurians are a chaotic tribe who live carefree under the umbrella of the Empire, but the presence of a distinguished guest reinvigorates them.

Zeno, a man of Isurian descent who was not very good-looking, took over his father's scepter and became the military governor here.

When he heard that Augustus was about to arrive, he didn't know how to describe it, and he began to become terrified, after all, no one would have thought that Augustus would appear here, and what he came here for, it is unknown.

The same Isurians, with their high degree of autonomy, have no Romanized features at all, and even the soldiers, who are dressed in their own national costumes, but with a polished iron helmet on their heads.

Augustus's chariot arrived, escorted by a large number of heavily armed soldiers, and staggered along a winding dirt road.

Zeno led the leaders of the other tribes of Isuria to the side of the road, and when they saw Augustus's car, several people took a deep breath at the same time, and they held their breath as if they were witnessing the arrival of the true god.

"Baseleus, Baseleus of Rome!"

Zeno whispered, his eyes wide as he watched as the car got closer and closer, finally coming to a halt in front of him.

The coachman took out a thick, soft stool from his side and placed it beside the driver, only to see four heavily armed guards running up and carefully helping Augustus down in the car.

"Baseleus, Baseleus!"

Zeno and the others had already knelt on the ground when they saw the golden crown on Luga's head, and several of them were like dogs with their limbs spread out and leaning on the ground, trembling, not even daring to raise their heads to look at Luga, not even the golden light reflected by the sun, so they buried their heads in the ground, which was to express their reverence for the Roman Augustus in the east.

Luga stood in front of them like a god, and he raised his hand slightly, and said lightly: "Raise your head, people of Rome." ”

However, Luga used Latin, but he didn't expect that these Isurians couldn't understand, and several of them still lay on the ground to show their submission, which made Luga a little embarrassed.

The interpreter beside him hurriedly explained, which made Zeno and the others raise their heads, and then look at his face, Luga couldn't help but cover his wide open mouth in surprise, because Zeno's face was covered with snot and tears, and his funny appearance really scared Luga.