Chapter 151: Boniface's Envoy

"Why are you here, Mr. Thermitius?" Looking at Thermitius who seemed to have relaxed a little, Aresio helped him to stand up slowly. This person should not be neglected casually. Aresio could get such generous benefits from Boniface, which was inseparable from the old man in front of him.

With even such an old guy coming, Aresio realized that things were not that simple and he was on Boniface's side.

"Then that carriage outside, is it yours too?"

"Oh, yes, Your Excellency Aresio." Thermitius leaned forward slightly, holding his waist with his right hand. It seemed that he had not recovered from the blow just now. He continued, "Your Excellency may not know that the outside world is in a tense situation. Just when the beast fighting performance was held, a large number of soldiers broke into the residences of senators one after another, saying that they were ordered by the governor of the cavalry of the Gaul province to search for all nobles related to Boniface. I came here because I was afraid of the search soldiers outside, and I came to discuss something with you."

"Me, discuss with me?" Alessio pointed at himself and asked Thermitius. In fact, at this time he had roughly guessed what Thermitius was going to say next.

"Are you here to discuss with me about welcoming Boniface, or rather, welcoming his legion?"

Before Thermitius could speak, Aresio bluntly stated their intentions, which frightened Thermitius. He grabbed Aresio and stopped him from saying more and more outrageous words. Looking around, he found that besides Aresio and the guards behind him, there were only a few slaves cleaning the house. It seemed that there was no one who could make him suspicious. He then relaxed his guard a little and slowly withdrew his hands.

"Mr. Treasurer, could you please ask the others to step aside? I can only talk to you about this matter!" Themitius looked into Aresio's eyes. This time he was unusually serious. It seemed that this conversation would not only determine someone's life or death, but also the lifeblood and future direction of the empire.

Alessio couldn't help but gasp, his heart pounding as he looked at Thermitius in front of him. He had to face a choice.

Aresio turned around and waved to his guards. The guards understood and led the maids who were cleaning out of the room.

As soon as the door was closed, the whole house fell silent. Through the bright firelight in the house, only Alessio and Thermitius were left.

"Speak, old fellow!"

Alessio walked slowly to the table and sat down on a random chair. He also motioned for Thermitius to sit next to him. "What kind of shameful story is it that you have to keep me to myself?"

The old man Themitius did not refuse Aresio's kindness. He just sat down, clenched his fists, and thought, as if he didn't know where to start.

"Sir Aresio," he finally spoke after a few seconds, "I want to ask you what you think of Sir Boniface."

"Boniface? Oh, he's a good man! And it's a pleasure to do business with him!" Aresio answered very perfunctorily, because he knew that this was just Thermitius's opening remarks, and he just needed to continue with what he said, otherwise the conversation would end casually!

"Good! Good!" Thermitius nodded repeatedly, and the tense expression on his face relaxed a little. "So, what do you think of Caesar and his mother, Lady Placidia? Oh, I forgot, there is also that lackey Aetius!"

"They..." Alessio didn't know where to start. He probably didn't know that Aetius had come to see him in person as early as the Colosseum. If Thermitius asked this, he would definitely ask him to state his position and which side he stood on. He had always been cautious about this question and didn't dare to talk about his position easily.

"I was canonized as a noble by Lady Placidia and given the surname Flavius. This is my greatest honor. You should understand, my friend."

"But sir, please don't forget that your official position and wealth are closely linked to Boniface!" The words of Thermitius were like a sharp dagger, piercing the most fatal part of Aresio's mind. It seemed that Aresio was so depressed that he couldn't breathe in an instant. He didn't know how to continue the conversation. This seemed like a long talk, but it was actually an interrogation.

"So, what do you want?" Aresio calmed down and looked at Thermitius in front of him. He was no longer as friendly as Aresio had originally imagined. Instead, he was aggressive, without any emotion or mercy. Was this the desire for power?

"You can change your surname, Master Aresio. But if you choose the wrong side, that will be a lifelong regret!"

Thermitius smiled, and his smile looked like a layer of skin, covering up many indescribable things, which made Aresio shudder.

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"It seems that your intention is very obvious, Lord Thermitius. Are you trying to help your master with all your strength and to open up all the connections for him?" Yes, it was another choice, and there was no way to avoid it, which made Aresio upset. Which side should he stand on? Boniface? Or Aetius! Both sides seemed to be evenly matched, and they were actively preparing for war. Now both of them had their eyes on Aresio. What did this mean? What did they want? The money of the empire?

Aresio only felt the importance of his position at this moment. He originally simply thought that it was just a position for him to make money, but he did not expect that at such a critical moment, it would put him in a dilemma. He realized that he was just like a puppet. He thought he was almost invincible, but in fact he was vulnerable!

"Sir Boniface's fleet has arrived in the province of Greater Sicily, Sir Aresio!" Thermitius seemed to understand that Aresio was in a dilemma at this time. This was simple, it was the best time to shake him! Thermitius raised his arm and used his sleeves to cover the cold smile at the corner of his mouth, as cold as the melting snow in early spring. He understood that he had the upper hand in this conversation, and it was time for Aresio to surrender!

(End of this chapter)