What exactly can I do?

It was my composure after I had completely vented my anger, and I knew that those bold words had to be realistic.

"I can't do anything right now, at least for now."

I had to pessimistically admit that I couldn't do anything about my current situation, so I could only endure the pain that Levi had brought me, staggered over, and struggled to help Andrew up.

"Let's go, Andrew." I put his arm on my shoulder, and there was nothing on them except Levi's money bag and the few Oren gold coins left in the money bag. We embarked on the so-called homecoming journey, which was not at all like what I had imagined going home, enough embarrassment, and more importantly, I didn't know where it was, whether it was my home or not.

I bought a coarse cloth garment, and I bought some food and herbs to put on Andrew's wounds, and for some reason, the villagers gradually stopped using herbs and began to say that they were sick and went to the chapel to pray for God's protection.

How could I possibly believe that, even though they call the doctor a wizard, an ominous person, I would be happy to visit. Again, the price they demanded was extremely high, and I spent an Oron on Andrew, which must be the reason why the villagers didn't like witch doctors.

Hurrying, continuing to walk, I felt like a corpse, and this blow made me a corpse that barely spoke, except for walking and eating, and the rest of the time was spent thinking about what to do next.

In the new village, I found another coachman, a young coachman who thought he was healthy. He stared at Andrew and I with brown eyes. "Dare to ask the gentlemen, have you encountered bandits?"

"Sort of." I smiled wryly and continued, "They took everything from me, but fortunately I secretly hid a bag of money so that I could return home." ”

"Where is this going, sir?"

"Genoa, there are our relatives there, well, kindly."

"Genoa," the coachman pondered for a moment, holding his chin, "then the gentleman is a merchant, and Genoa is famous for its trade. ”

"Ahh I hesitated for a moment, "Well, I don't know what it is." ”

"Ha, sir, don't be discouraged!" The coachman smiled, and he reached out to pat me on the shoulder, but he hesitated at the moment he approached my shoulder, and he remembered that I was the owner, and that I might not like it, so he smiled awkwardly at me and withdrew his outstretched right hand.

"So, let's go!" The coachman laughed again, he pointed to the carriage behind him, I nodded, and a new journey began, only without Ana. And my original wish, and all my dreams about the future of wanting to return to the innocence of the mountains.

Genoa, this is the result of a three-day journey with Andrew in a new carriage. It was almost there, and it was still early, so I had the coachman stop on a high ground and look at the scenery in front of me, which would make my mood a little better. I knew I was going to get sick if I continued to be so depressed, so I wanted to see the scenery and try to dispel the gloom in my heart.

It was a coastal city, and because of the harbor, there was a constant stream of merchant ships coming and going, and I found it on the dirt roads of the highlands, and it was the first time I had seen Genoa, probably like the coachman. A bustling city, opposite the endless sea, brave merchants sat on ships, they came from the sea and went from the sea. Leave only one place of goods or enough denaris.

"Sir, I once had a dream of being a sailor, certainly not a rower, on that sea, to the rest of the Empire!" The young coachman pointed to the endless sea, and his eyes were filled with longing.

"So, your parents or your wife, don't you care?"

"My parents were able to take care of themselves, but they didn't want me to think that way!" The coachman, skillfully steering the not very strong horse, continued, "But who wants to be in a place where war breaks out at every turn, where barbarians will settle in every now and then, with the eyes of thieves, and weapons, and strange language, and who knows what they are plotting, perhaps to overthrow the village elders?" ”

"Then you can join the army!" I looked at him, and although I was disappointed with the feeling of the army, I still recommended him to go, at least he would not be a pawn of the powerful like me. "If you yearn for the sea, then you can become a navy, and with the Roman fleets on the sea, you can visit the cities of the empire and chase out the pirates who threaten the merchants."

"Navy?"

Who would have thought that the young coachman would stare at me with wide eyes, as if I were a stranger?

"Sir, you must not have been back for a long time."

"Well, why do you ask?" I couldn't comprehend his appearance for a moment, as if my recommendation was not a point out for him, but a pair of hands pushing him into the fire pit he knew.

"Then you must have not been back for a long time." The coachman looked at me, and the expression on his face was very sure.

"Well, yes, I haven't been back for a long time, so long ago that I don't know anything about what's going on here."

"Then I'll tell you, sir." The coachman looked at the sea again, and said slowly: "That was last year, I heard that the Vandals who had fled from Gaul came to the coast opposite us, and they quickly became very strong, and quickly defeated our navy, well, I think it is the only one, I heard that they are very large, and they have transferred almost all the warships of our coastal cities, and there are too many sailors to count, but none of them have returned. ”

"Last year." I repeated, and I couldn't help but think of what Arecio had said about the Senate having privately established a subordinate relationship with the Vandals, but the Senate had made a mistake in this step, and although the Vandals had suffered setbacks, they were not obedient little sheep after all, but a bloodthirsty wolf.

The Vandal meant wanderers, but they were also saboteurs, savages through and through, and the beginning of that naval battle was the most real evidence that they were about to break away from Rome. When the time comes, Rome will be in a situation from which it will never recover.

I didn't want to let that scene repeat itself, and I realized that the so-called ordinary life is to live in secret, and if you want to keep your lover, you must make yourself strong, and the proof of strength is to start by building a career in the Roman way.