Chapter 153: Boniface's African Legion

"Mr. Boniface will be here soon. You just need to collect enough military pay during this period, because Boniface's army coming from afar has tens of thousands of people. I know this is not a small amount, but for you, the empire's treasurer, this is not a big problem, right?"

In the face of Thermitius's question, Alessio just nodded, and Thermitius smiled, and the wrinkles on his face instantly wrinkled into a ball. This made Alessio very resistant in his heart. He didn't want to see himself getting old like this. You know, Alessio cherishes his appearance as much as women who like to dress up. He is very picky and only loves himself, so he has not married yet. Because he always feels that these ordinary girls are not worthy of his divine face! So among the groups of suitors, there are men and women.

"Okay, I'm leaving now. Anyway, don't worry, those blind soldiers on the street will soon realize what a terrible mistake they have made. Wait, when the whole city of Rome is filled with battle trumpets, that will be the time for His Excellency Boniface to arrive!"

Thermitius left, leaving Aresio sitting in the empty hall in a daze. He couldn't help but smile bitterly. He finally chose Boniface, who was in collusion with him. Then, Thermitius couldn't wait to assign him a task, which was to collect enough military pay for the more than ten field legions under Boniface.

This is not a small amount of money. Perhaps only Aresio himself knows the exact amount. It is really too much, enough to keep him busy for a while.

"Then, let's start by deceiving those elders. I want to see how many orens are in the pockets of these elders!" Aresio thought and began to record his thoughts. He thought that his beauty would come in handy at this time!

A week later, early in the morning, Aresio opened his eyes to the sound of a horn in the early morning sky. That day, the sound of the horn continued, like an inverted bowl, enveloping the entire city of Rome.

"Here I come!" Aresio murmured to himself. He didn't need the slaves serving in the living area to remind him. He hurriedly got up, washed and dressed hastily, and put on his clothes in a hurry. Before leaving, he did not forget to ask the two female slaves to check him up and down to see if there was anything unsatisfactory.

However, judging from the slave girl's expression and nodding, Aresio was quite satisfied with this.

The moment Aresio stepped out of the door, he hesitated. What should he say when he saw Boniface? His mind was empty, and he didn't know whether it was right or wrong to join Boniface's camp. It was true that he had participated in court struggles before, but they were all verbal struggles on impeachment. However, this time it involved a bloody war, so he had to be cautious.

When he walked out of his own mansion, the convoy loaded with Oren and Denarius coins and the guards specially dispatched by the Senate had been waiting at the door for a long time.

"How come the people in the Senate got the news earlier than me?" Aresio asked himself. He couldn't understand the scene in front of him. But this was no longer his biggest concern. He had to find his carriage, and then, where to go? This question stumped him. Not only did he have no direction, but he also didn't know where his carriage was.

"Your Mightiness!"

When Aresio was in a dilemma, he heard a deep voice calling from behind. Aresio turned around and saw a guard commander wearing a full body mail with shoulder pads and a red horn helmet with vertical horse spurs. He saluted solemnly and said to him: "According to your instructions at the time, we have prepared these!"

"My order?" Aresio was completely confused. "I have never given such an order. Are you mistaken?"

The officer of the Guards was stunned for a moment. He looked at Aresio's expression, which was dull and did not seem to be a lie. The officer continued, "This is what the Senate Lord Thermitius wanted. He told us to send the money you collected to you, and you are responsible for getting it to the designated location."

"I'll take responsibility?" Alessio had a bad feeling. He was not sure what Thermitius' intention was. Although he was told to take responsibility, it was not just the money, but also himself. They were not free. They were following Thermitius' instructions.

"Yes, after all, you have a divine face." The officer of the imperial guards stared at Aresio. Although the Roman Empire was famous for its openness, thanks to Greek culture, the Romans did not mind gay friends at all, which made homosexuality popular in the empire since the Republican era. Even many officers had to carry their guns with them when they went to fight. Those beautiful boys only needed to complete their own missions. No one would care about their lives. What was Aresio's past like? He didn't tell me, and I didn't know. I didn't have the courage to ask. After all, such a handsome man, even if he didn't hide himself, really couldn't escape the lustful eyes of the generals.

"I am the treasurer of the empire, not a slave for you to order around!" Aresio gritted his teeth, but now that things have come to this, what else can he do?

Forget it, just go and see what tricks this old man is playing. Aresio, who was sure that his life was not in danger, was only worried about whether this bastard Boniface had the urge to become gay. In Rome, being handsome was not necessarily a good thing for a man.

“Please get in the car!”

The officer of the Royal Guard pointed at the carriage at the front of the team and looked at Aresio. There was no infatuation or anything else in his eyes. He must be a straight man. Aresio got on the carriage without too many doubts.

The carriage started slowly under the officer's command. "Hey, can I know where we are going?" Alessio leaned out of the carriage and asked, but none of the soldiers who were moving forward looked back at him, let alone paid attention to him. However, many girls along the way saw Alessio and screamed excitedly. This was not the first time he had encountered such a situation, and it was nothing strange to Alessio.

However, in order to avoid it, Alessio closed his mouth and turned his head back.

The two men and horses marched along for nearly ten minutes. At this time, the noise outside became louder and louder, just like a battlefield. There were not only noisy people but also noises from various instruments that barely counted as music. It was not that Alessio did not know how to appreciate it, but he really could not imagine what it would be like to combine several kinds of music.

The carriage stopped, and the guard officer outside the door stuck his head in, looked at Alessio, and said, "Sir, we are here, please get off."

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"Oh, yes, yes!"

Alessio responded and straightened his clothes to make sure there was nothing wrong with them. Then he stood up, took the hand extended by the Guards officer, and slowly got out of the carriage.

After getting out of the carriage, Aresio finally saw where he was. This was the Tiber River that ran straight through the city of Rome. This was a pier that was already crowded with people.

The Tiber River was full of warships, densely packed with fully armed soldiers. It seemed that they had arrived ahead of time. Aresio came to the river bank and, like tens of thousands of Roman citizens, cast his eyes on the warships on the river and waited quietly.

(End of this chapter)