Chapter 3 Big Things Are Not Good

As the days passed, Miss Sebatia's belly gradually bulged, and the young lady felt that she could no longer hide it, so she asked her personal maid by her side to send a secret letter to Antemius.

Constantinople, Antemius's own house

"What can I do~~~~" Antemius is similar to Forkan in "Huanzhu Gege" at the moment, walking around his room, very bored.

“TMD…… One could be the future emperor, and the other was the commander of the Praetorian Guard...... I can't afford to offend anyone...... Alas......" Antemius sighed in the room.

"Mildin, do you have a solution?" Of course, Antemius couldn't forget his kobold strategist.

"Young master, even if you confess it now, there is no way, the marriage between you and Miss Marcian was decided by the master, and you and Miss Sebatia have blossomed, this ...... Alas...... "Even if it is a dog-headed military division, he can only shake his head."

Antemius knew very well that if this great wax was confirmed, neither Justinian nor Marcian would spare him, so he bit his heart and turned evil to the side of his guts.

"Mirdin!"

"In ...... In the young master~~~" Milding is more refined, and when he heard this voice, he knew that his young master was going to be ruthless.

"I will collude with Sebatia, you lead my own soldiers to fetch her out, and then go out through the west gate, and I will send you all the elite warriors."

"Young master, you are going to ......" Mirding trembled slightly.

"Milding, you're a druid, I've known about it for a long time." Antemius looked at his loyal servant with a blank expression.

"Young Master...... Spare your life~~~~" "Plop", and Milding knelt down.

"Get up." Antemius pulled him up.

"You take Sebatia to Britannia, your druid's territory, if there is any intention to clear it on the Roman side, I will support you and try not to let the empire do anything to you, how about it!" Antemius is not stupid, the Western Empire is already that beating, and he also cleared the druids, and he burned high incense without being wiped out by the barbarians.

"This ...... Since you have said so, if I make it to Britannia alive, of course I will take care of the lady and the young lord. Now, the handle has been shaken out, and Milding can only grit his teeth and stomp his feet - "done"!

"Sprius!" Antemius summoned in the squire who had grown up with him.

"Young Master." Sprius is also a handsome guy, a year younger than Antemius, although his face is a little tender, but his martial arts are good.

Antemius told his loyal servant and the captain of the guard that they were both obedient. So the maid of Miss Sebatia, who had been secretly stranded in the house by Antemiusto, brought the letter back, and there was also her cooperation.

Time passed, and that night came the day of escape that Sebatia and Antemius had agreed upon. Antemius secretly hid in the city with his personal guards, and after a while, Miss Sebatia and the loyal servant who had delivered the message also secretly sneaked out of the mansion.

"Antemius!" When the two finally met, Sebatia had no place to talk about it.

Sebatia...... I...... It's true...... Alas...... I'm sorry......" At this point, what else does Antemius have to say.

"Britannia...... Will I really make it there alive? Sebatia grabbed Antemius by the shoulder, both questioning and helpless, a woman with a strong belly, who said well......

"Yes, and I'll find a chance to pick you up later!" Antemius has already found a good excuse, as long as this time is successful, he can take her back as the savior who saved "Miss Sebatia who was plundered by the Huns", and then the Justinian family should not say anything, because it was plundered, everyone knows what happened in the middle, and then he will take her into the house in the name, and the Justinian family has to thank themselves for ~~~~~ OK, and the plan is ~~~~~~~

"What people!" And when he had said this, he came to Simon. Antemius really found a lot of Hun outlaws, but he was just buying the murderer to create chaos, and he estimated that these people would not be able to escape from Constantinople, and this pot Attila was decided.

"Brush brush brush ~~~~" The Huns cleaned up the Roman children neatly, they didn't know what to do here, they just cared about grabbing money, and Antemius was guarding the natural light car of the self-stealing road, and after the gate was opened enough for the carriage to go out, Splitius, Sebatia and Milding and his party rushed out ~~~~~~of the door, and then Antemius closed his eyes and closed the door and walked away

After that, everything went as planned, the Justinian family found that the people were lost, the Huns were wiped out at the West Gate, of course, there were also those who ran, this connection, the pot Attila carried it, but the Eastern Empire did not dare to talk nonsense, and Antemius actually did it.

Pressing the side of Constantinople is not listed, and saying that after Milding left Constantinople, he was afraid that his deeds would be revealed, so he did not dare to call himself by his real name, so he used pseudonyms everywhere, and after everyone finally arrived in Britannia, he changed back to his Christian name in the Druids - Merlin.

Lower Britannia, Cornwall

After several twists and turns, Merlin and his entourage finally came to the castle of Cornwall, although they came to Britain, but they could not settle the young lady and the future little master at will, otherwise they would be sorry for the "non-disclosure" grace of the young master Antemiaus.

It is said that it is a castle, in fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that Britain at this time is a poor country, this is basically a village, according to the specifications of China's high-end cottages, please make up your own brain.

"Stop!" The scalps of the people on the walled city are a little numb, what does this group of elite Roman soldiers want to do?

"I'm Merlin, begging to see the Grand Duke of Cornwall." Merlin shouted to the people on the walled city.

"Distinguished guest wait ~~~~" Seeing this formation, the minions did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly went inside to report.

After a while, the gate of the village opened, and the messenger of the Duke of Cornwall led Merlin and his party into the village.

The group stopped in front of the main hall, and Merlin was not stupid, he called Splius to be his retinue, and the name was beautiful: to be strong. Although the latter is not very happy.

When the two of them entered the door, they saw the Archduke of Cornwall, who was sitting on the top seat.

"Dear Lord Cornwall, I wish you good health." Merlin bowed.

"Mr. Merlin, please get up." The Grand Duke stretched out his hand to signal.

"You all go out~~~~" The Grand Duke waved his hand and retreated from others, leaving only one person with him.

"The other clerics must have already gotten the word in." Merlin and the Grand Duke were much more casual at this time.

"Well, but this matter is a little difficult to do." The Grand Duke frowned.

"Goddess Andrist, we won't trouble you." Merlin waved his hand, and Primus placed a bag of gold on the table.

"Well, this ......" The Grand Duke's attitude immediately softened a lot.

"I hope that the young lady will stay here in the name of your lady to guarantee the treatment." Merlin waved his hand, and another bag of gold was placed on the table.

"In the name of my wife? This...... Not very well......" the duke grimaced.

"It's just a name, you don't have to mind, and Miss Sebatia is a nobleman of the Eastern Empire, and attending various events with you is also a glory for you." Wow, another bag, it can be seen that men are quite willing to spend money for true love.

"This ...... Okay......" Money offensive plus a beautiful and noble wife of the Eastern Empire, the Duke of Cornwall has nothing more to say.

So, the Duke of Cornwall gave a grand wedding to Sebatia, who went by the pseudonym Iglein. The Duke and Merlin agreed that everything was in name only, and that Iglein would "die" soon after. As for when she will die, it depends on when Antemius will come to pick her up.