"Rome has reached an existential crisis." This time when it's cold and doesn't ding, Gala. Plasettia seemed to use all her strength to speak to Luga. The sound echoed through the room, striking back and forth for two or three times before stopping.

This sound made Luga's shoulders shake violently, and he quickly soothed his fright in his heart, and his heart was pounding, almost reaching his throat. "It's okay, it's okay!" Luga comforted herself, lowered her head, and continued to listen to Gala. Plasitya's words.

It may be overexerting yourself to get Gala. Plasitia was pale and coughed.

"Your Excellency is out on a campaign, but you don't know what's going on in Rome." Gallas. Plasettia looked even weaker, and she let out a long sigh, as if the words or the roar had finally been vented after a long time. But this did not alleviate her condition or make her feel better for a while, and her hysteria did make Luga secretly surprised in her heart, after all, what was it that a woman who had always been calm had become like an angry sick lion, weak only with the strength of a roar.

"Your Excellency is the adopted son of Caesar Theodosius of Eastern Rome and, naturally, a member of our Flavius family." Gallas. Plasettia looked at Luga with a smile on his face, and continued, "I don't discriminate against your origin, because my first husband was a civilian soldier, but he was able to become the Caesar of Rome, although he was criticized. But this is already a tradition, as long as a soldier joins the aristocratic formation by marrying a wife and being adopted, he is a nobleman. ”

Luga nodded yes again and again, but in his heart he muttered, why Augusta Gala. If Platsine wants to talk about these things, does this have any direct stake in him?

"Tell me, Flavies. Luga. "I saw Gara. Plasettia looked at Luga seriously, and then said, "If something unexpected happens, what will you, as a member of the Flavis family, do?" ”

"Well, can you tell me, Augusta, what the hell is going on?" Luga grimaced, then said, "I'm not sure if it has anything to do with our family, so I can make a firm decision. ”

"Yes, it relates to that." Gallas. Plasettia stared straight at Luga's head, and Luga's sixth sense told him that this powerful woman was demanding his loyalty, consciously or unconsciously, and what was the reason why Augusta was desperate to prove Luga's loyalty and use such a stupid and straightforward questioning method.

"Make sure I know everything, Lord Augusta!" Luga said, "I will pledge my loyalty, to the Flavis family, to the Purple Chamber, to Caesar. ”

"Well, for God's sake." Augusta Gala. Plassia coughed a few times, breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "During the period of Your Excellency's expedition, the Central Field Army and the Supreme Commander of the Gallic Field Army, Aetius, swept away all the small barbarian invaders and the remnants of Bagorda in the provinces of Gaul. He was very good at using victory, and the grand triumphal ceremonies alone had been held three times, and the senate was growing in favor of him, and the subjects of the outlying regions knew only Aetius, and you did not know Augustus. ”

"As you can see." Gallas. Plasettia pointed to himself and said to Luga, "I am old, too old, and I often hear God whispering in my ear, as if calling me into his arms and into his kingdom. This is God's will, and I dare not disobey it, even if I have a distinguished background. I felt that my strength was running out and I couldn't keep it, but my child, Valentinian, was too young and ignorant to be a good Augustus. ”

"There is no ability to be Augustus at all." Luga muttered silently in his mouth, and his heart suddenly chuckled, he didn't know that Augusta Gala. What did Plasettia mean by this, and why did she say that her child could not become Augustus and let a Luga, who was not pleasing to her, listen to her.

"Is this coming, tempting me?" Luga thought to herself, her heart pounding, almost hammering out of her chest, could it be that this woman, when she was dying, also wanted to eradicate all those who were unfaithful to the Purple Room? If so, why didn't she target Aetius, but herself?

Seeing that Luga just looked down at the blanket on the ground, without saying a word, let Gara. Plasettia was also puzzled. While talking, she was also speculating about Luga's thoughts, and of course she could feel Luga's whole body stunned when she just said that her son Valentinian III was not suitable to be Augustus. Whether he was frightened by these words, or whether he was afraid of being told some unspeakable secrets in his heart, only Luga alone could know.

"I'm loyal to my family, Lord Augusta." Luga spoke briefly, but loudly, and he raised his head and looked directly at Gala without taking his eyes off it. Plasettia. Then he said: "My lord asked me this, I am afraid that I will take the position of Valentinian and set myself up as Augustus on the occasion of my lord's return to heaven, after all, I am also a member of the Flavius family, even if I succeed, Augustus Theodosius of Eastern Rome will not say anything else, but will be happy, after all, this will be the reintegration of Eastern and Western Rome into a Rome under Augustus." ”

So the words let Gala. Plasity was amazed, who would have thought that Luga would have the audacity to say such straightforward things to her.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?" Gallas. Lady Prassitia straightened up and sat upright in front of the bed, glaring at Luga with wariness and hostility in her eyes.

She was a lioness, and Luga had to admit that everything she was doing now was to protect her child Valentinian for the last time.

"Let me guess that the Lord is afraid of Aetius to make this happen!" Luga sneered and slowly got up, in Gala. Platicia has not yet agreed to the case.

Lugar straightened out his armor and came to Gala unhurriedly. In front of Plasettia's bed, here, he smelled something unpleasant, and in an instant, he understood, Gala. Plasettia had to use the scent of flowers to dispel her stench because of the stench brought about by her illness.

This poor woman, still so proud, she looked directly at Luga, who was getting closer and closer, her face was flushed with anger, but she could not do anything, she understood that Luga had seen through her weakness and powerlessness, and blamed herself for being in a mess early.

"What are you going to do?" Gallas. The maid beside Plassitia hurriedly confronted Luga, who stepped forward to block her, trying to protect Augusta from accidental damage.

"As I said earlier, I'm loyal to the Flavis family." Luga said, raising his legs and sitting down in Gala. Plasettia looked at the old and frail woman at the head of his bed, and continued: "The prestige brought by Aetius's victories has made him much more popular at home than Valentinian, and the generals of great merit have always been very popular, at least in Rome. The only one who can stand up to him is me, who has recovered Britannia and defeated several barbarian armies, am I right? Gallas. Lord Platicia! ”