Chapter 127: Bagoda is coming

Thanks to the Governor's special permission, we were able to stay in the only luxurious and well-fed hotel in the town, but the constant noise day and night seriously affected Andrew's and my rest.

But every time, I comforted myself and Andrew by saying that it was better to have something than nothing. That is, it was much better to have something than nothing. Although this was a house arrest, these damn barbarians didn't seem to know what fatigue was, or they were sent to torture us and not let us sleep. Similarly, they really monitored our every move. Whenever I approached the door of the hotel, someone would come forward to stop me and take me back. I really don't know how they endured the noise and indulgence day and night, especially the women. Are they really tireless? Or do they have to do this for a living?

Such noise has tempered my ability to sleep. No matter how much you sing or shout, I can still sleep soundly. I don't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing.

The damn old woman who had been wandering around the first floor, always saying that Roman men were not worthy of Roman women, still obediently followed the orders given to her by the Roman governor and personally delivered meals to Andrew and me every day.

Don't ask me how I know this. I sometimes eavesdrop on those gossipy women complaining about their tragic lives.

This is understandable. This damn old woman makes me endure the food and cold stares she sends me every day. The types of food change every day, but the cold expression on her face when she rolls her eyes at me has not changed at all.

"Oh, look what was delivered today, this damn woman."

I kept cursing, but my body was still honest enough to carry the plate of food back to the dining table.

"Oh, this woman with a sour face, I really hope she didn't poison the food, oh, Luka, look at her, she has this sour face every day!"

Even Andrew, who lay in bed every day, couldn't stand such behavior.

I smiled and said to him, "Oh, Andrew, save your energy. You keep shouting about how this old woman framed you, but you never missed a single meal of the food she sent you."

"Hey, what do you know, Luca?" Andrew pointed at his scarred back and protested to me dissatisfiedly: "I need to recover. If I don't eat, how can I have the strength to accept God's help? How can I make my body recover?"

"Oh, okay, okay, I get it, Andrew."

I quickly interrupted his endless chatter. These nearly ten days had left this guy with so much idle time that he had no where to use his energy. He had to rely on his mouth to vent his emotions and energy.

"Okay, okay, Andrew, I've decided. I'll give you an extra piece of bread for this meal, okay!"

Food is always the best thing to bribe people. I said it is at the critical moment. Look, Andrew quickly and obediently stopped his chattering, and regardless of whether I agreed or not, he got out of bed, ran over and snatched a piece of bread from the plate in my hand. Before I could react, he opened his mouth wide and stuffed it into his mouth.

Even though his entire mouth was stuffed, this guy was still not satisfied. I was really worried that he would choke to death.

"Well, Luka, you owe me this!"

Andrew puffed his lips and stammered as he uttered these words.

"Oh, yes, I owe you."

I took a wine glass and filled it with wine, but at this moment, there was a violent shaking in the room. Although it was not violent, it was very slight and could only be felt. How did I find out? Oh, I noticed that there were still some vibrating circles in the wine in my glass.

This is not the most critical issue, but that the noise outside suddenly quieted down at the same time. This is very strange, because this is the first time in such a long time that everything has quieted down.

"Luka, what's wrong?"

My standing still alerted Andrew, and he also stopped eating bread and looked at me with his eyes wide open.

"It's okay, Andrew, I'll go out and take a look."

Holding the wine glass, I turned around, opened the wooden door, and walked out. Outside the door, I saw everyone was there, standing there in a daze.

"Oh, great, I thought you were all gone, you endless bugs!"

I cursed them in a low voice, letting out a deep breath of anger, I didn't know how I got here! But then all my sarcasm and ridicule stopped, because I saw that they ignored me and looked elsewhere, that is, in the direction of the city wall.

“Huff, huff, huff…”

From the tall city wall, dozens of huge flaming stones flew out in mid-air, whistling like meteors, yes, dragging long tails, and fell into Agrippina's house.

“Boom boom boom…”

The flaming stones ruthlessly destroyed the already dilapidated house, causing the fire to burn again in the town.

Suddenly, the screams spread from the place where the flying rocks fell all the way here. The voices of every girl were completely confused. The women who were enjoying the wine just now suddenly turned pale and fled in all directions with their long skirts dragging. The drunken barbarians were not as afraid as these girls. The alcohol gave them courage. These fearless barbarians drew out the iron swords and battle axes on their waists.

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"Bastard! Bastard! Bastard!"

They shouted and cursed loudly, holding their weapons high, and now they were fulfilling their obligations under the right to eat and drink as much as they wanted every day. A large group of barbarian mercenaries gathered into a black torrent and rushed towards the direction where the flying stones came from.

"It's really hard to imagine that he would choose to rely on such a group of desperadoes."

Suddenly, the situation became even more chaotic, some people wanted to escape, some wanted to fight to the death, so the following scene was even more distorted.

"What's wrong! Luka!"

Andrew, hearing the noise, ran out of the house and came to my side.

"I think the slaves of Bagaudah couldn't help but want to know what's inside this city."

I had an idea and even felt that this was an opportunity.

“Andrew, get ready, let’s go out!”

I hurried back to the house, cleaned up, found a bag and packed a lot of bread, which was enough for us to have several meals.

Andrew found some clothes to put on, put on his bag, and went out.

(End of this chapter)