The sound of prayer outside the church suddenly thinned out, like a stream of water spreading slowly, and everyone stopped praying and looked back behind them.

Only see Flavis. Luga was dressed in silver iron armor, with a lionskin cloak draped over his shoulders, and a completely peeled lion head scalp that encased Luga's head along with his helmet like a hood. Only a pair of eyes in the middle of the cheeks and the tight lips under the high bridge of the nose remained.

Luga stood at the head of a group of soldiers, carrying the eagle banner on his shoulders, and the Rabelan flag hanging from the eagle banner was placed on Luga's shoulders.

Luga's eyes were fixed on the church in front of him, while all the believers of God present threw their begging faces on Luga, the Augustus of Eastern Rome.

"Caesar?"

I only heard such a call from the silent crowd, and then, I saw that the surrounding Roman citizens seemed to have their eyes lit up, and this call instantly dispelled the confusion revealed in their expressions at this time.

"Caesar, Caesar, Caesar!"

The townspeople called out Luga over and over again, and the longing for the Pope in the church was re-realised in their eyes, and it was infinitely revealed.

Everyone was calling on Luga's title, and stretched out their hands to Luga, just as a thirsty traveler who almost died saw the water, and a starving beggar saw bread, yes, the desire for Luga outweighed all else, after all, they understood that besides God, there was such an Augustus in the world who could drive away the barbarian invasion for them and protect them.

Luga did not respond to the expectations of the people, his ears were filled with the cries of children, the sobs of women, and the wails of men, and everyone stretched out their dirty hands towards Luga, trying to get Luga's mercy.

But he still looked ahead, closed his lips and remained silent, only to see that he ignored the crowd of people kneeling on the ground in front of him, and walked straight forward.

"Heh! Huh! Huh! ”

With each step, the armor on his body trembled slightly, making a crisp sound in the collision.

Such a small voice could be heard clearly in such a huge open space, and so many people present were like statues.

Every time Luga took a step forward, the Roman citizens in front of him hurriedly dodged to the side, avoiding Luga's footsteps, and everyone stretched out their hands to look at Lugaba, but none dared to come within a meter of Luga.

After all, Luga at this time was like a god in front of them, and he could not be desecrated in front of them, after all, the Augustus Valentinian, who was in charge of them, would only use a large number of soldiers to flood the walls of Ravenna and abandon all cities except Ravenna when the crisis came. Luga chose to stay in Rome at the moment when the army was approaching the city.

In the same Augustus, it makes no difference whether he submits to Valentinian or to Lugadu.

Everyone's eyes followed Luga's figure as he moved slowly, and along the way, someone stepped aside to make way for Luga.

When Augustus approached in full armor, the church guards stationed behind the fence hurriedly opened the door that was blocked by chains, and the guards stood on either side, bowed their heads, and watched respectfully as Luga walked past them carrying the eagle flag.

Thousands of pairs of eyes were watching Luga's back, and he was already standing in front of the church door.

In the church, glazed tiles filter sunlight and decorate the vast hall in a colorful manner.

Here, a large number of clergy in white robes gathered and sang hymns, as if they wanted to drown out the incessant stream of pleading with such sacred singing and praise to God.

Leo sat alone on the prayer seat below, dressed in a splendid robe woven of gold and silk, with a high hat and a golden scepter in his hand, his eyes closed, listening to the clergy singing loudly.

"Click!"

I heard a crisp sound of the door opening, and saw a bright light shining directly through the open door, and the clergy present immediately closed their mouths, and everyone looked up at the man standing in front of the door.

Even Leo himself slowly opened his eyes in silence, and he turned his head to see the figure standing in the doorway.

"You're here." Leo whispered to himself, a fleeting smile on his face, and then slowly stood up, his eyes never taking their eyes off Luga's body.

"Step, step, step......"

Luga stepped into the church, everyone held their breath, and the only sound of Luga's footsteps and the clashing of his armor could be heard in the large prayer room.

Luga walked unhurriedly in front of Leo, he looked Leo's clothes up and down, but still did not speak.

"What, have you already taken care of your affairs?" Leo asked.

"Yes, I had her taken away."

"Then why are you here?" Leo frowned slightly and looked at Luga, "It's very dangerous here, as you can see, the Vandals can rush in at any time, here, as Augustus, you can't be ashamed of the fall of the city!" ”

"But what about you? papa。 Are you prepared for the worst? Dressed like this, he pretended to be indifferent to avoid the Romans who were pleading outside. ”

At the mention of the Romans, Leo couldn't help but sigh, "This is not the Romans I know, Caesar, the Romans never thought of relying on the gods when they faced difficulties, they all relied on themselves, but the Romans now, look at them, kneeling on this sacred land and begging for God's mercy." ”

"But no one gave them the guidance they deserved during this time." Luga whispered, hoisting the eagle banner with the banner of Rabelan in his hand, and said to Leo with a smile: "You see, here I am, determined to face the enemy with Rome, even if I am only the ruler of the east. ”

Luga's words made Leo stunned, he looked at Luga in surprise, and whispered with trembling lips, "Do you want to stay and command them?" These good-for-nothing fools who have already been scared out of their guts? ”

"That's my fate." Luga bowed his head, "We are lions, and they are hyenas, we are far stronger than them, and we ourselves have lost our self-confidence because we are afraid of their numbers. I once fantasized that I could restore Rome to its glory on my own, but life was only a few decades, and I did everything I could in my limited time, and although it was far from what I wanted, there was no one else better to stay here at this time. ”

"You're such an incomprehensible fellow." Leo looked at Luga with reverence in his eyes, "So, what can I do for you?" ”

"Bless me." Luga said, kneeling on one knee in front of Leo and bowing his head.