Chapter 399 Insider

The mother and son were like frightened deer, fleeing into the forest and disappearing from everyone's sight. Everyone knew in their hearts that keeping this little devil would cause such a bad impact that they could not imagine.

But this is Luca's own decision, and he will be responsible for the consequences in the future. So Luca's choice to do so also has its significance, and in the end he will be the only one to bear the consequences.

"He let the young demon go, and the seeds of hatred took root in his body. He will become our terrifying appearance and come back when he grows up!" Andrew said with lingering fear: "I don't know how much harm he can bring to us, but he will eventually become a sword hanging over our heads. Doesn't Luca know that?"

"Oh, I think he certainly knows!" Malenius answered beside Andrew. Andrew's whispered complaints were heard clearly by him. He shrugged helplessly and continued, "He must know. He is familiar with the consequences of this practice just like he is familiar with his own body. Maybe at the moment of swinging the sword, either God gave him guidance, or the devil bewitched his mind. He gave up killing and felt compassion."

The two men were discussing privately, and unknowingly turned their eyes to Luga, who was talking and laughing with Art. It was really hard to accept that the former enemies were now chatting and laughing like friends.

"Then we have a new problem to solve, Sir Tiberius." Luca said, turning around to look at the embarrassed guy hiding behind Art and other Saxons.

Luca stepped forward and pushed Art aside, coming to the front of this guy. Luca had never seen him before. If he had, it was a distant encounter during the siege of Durocortolum. As for that kid, it was just like turning a page in a book, and he never mentioned it again. Instead, he focused on this outstanding instigator, a Roman who opposed the Romans at every turn - Tiberius.

Tiberius lowered his head, and finally raised it when he heard Luca calling him. He stared at Luca with a meaningful look in his eyes. After a moment, he snorted coldly and actually laughed without saying anything.

"Oh, Luca, look at me, I actually forgot about this!" Art laughed at the Roman translation, feeling that he had done a great thing to make Luca look at him with new eyes. He took out an old and somewhat damaged parchment from his clothes, handed it to Luca, and said, "I found an extraordinary letter on him. I can't understand the words on it, but I heard that this is a handwritten letter from your royal family. It must contain his next conspiracy. Thank God, I caught this wild boy in time and stopped him from continuing to want to destroy your ideas, oh, no, at least your body. This damn guy is full of bad water in his head."

"Oh? This really arouses my curiosity!" Luca took the parchment and showed surprise. Holding the parchment, he looked at Tiberius with a smirk and walked slowly to him, as if he had discovered some shameful little secret of his.

"Okay, okay, let me see!" Luca said, and he couldn't wait but carefully opened the old parchment and read the words on it carefully.

"Please, take care of yourself." Luca frowned and looked at the signature below: "Flavius ​​Honorius?"

"Yes, it was your predecessor Augustus Honorius!" At this moment, Tiberius finally spoke. He sneered at Luca and said, "My father wrote a letter to your Augustus Honorius when the Saxons invaded, hoping that he would show mercy and send troops, but all he got was this letter and a ship to transport the garrison."

These words made Luca at a loss for words for a moment. After all, this letter was the authentic handwriting of Honorius. It was irrefutable evidence and left Luca with no reason to refute. He could only choose to remain silent.

"Haha, you cowardly Romans!" Tiberius sneered and said slowly, "Everything that is yours will be given to you, along with everything you don't deserve. Everything that doesn't belong to you will be taken away, including everything you have saved. Yes, I always thought that such words were too cruel so I didn't believe them. But after watching the soldiers guarding the Roman land leave, I realized that the current Rome is no longer the Rome of the past. The empire has betrayed us!"

"That sounds very regrettable." Luga nodded, then shook his head, not knowing what it meant.

"What? Are you ashamed? Haha, Romans, are you finally ashamed?" Tiberius faced Luca, mocking and ridiculing. Somehow, although Tiberius laughed wildly, tears welled up in his eyes and fell down.

"After all, it is the debt of our ancestors that we, the descendants, have to pay back. Then, who will pay for our debt?" Luca thought to himself. Tiberius' questioning made him unable to answer, and also made him understand that this evil guy was actually a poor man who had been let down.

"Hey, hey, hey! Look who's this? Luca!" Just when he was feeling sad, he suddenly heard Alessio's voice behind him. Luca turned around and saw Alessio holding the man in Roman clothes and they looked very close.

Luka walked up to him and took a closer look at him, wondering why he looked so familiar. "We meet again, Mr. Luka." Although his face looked a little unfamiliar, his polite manner reminded Luka of him as soon as he spoke.

"You, Jurgen!" Luga said his name.

"He is a legend!" Alessio pointed at Jurgen and praised him, "If it weren't for his loyalty and bravery, he would have been an excellent insider who provided us with intelligence inside the enemy. Thanks to his loyalty and bravery, we know the enemy's deployment very well."

When Luca learned this, he stepped forward and grabbed Jurgen's hand, saying to him, "Thank you, thank you very much, loyal Roman. If it weren't for Aresio's introduction, I would have thought you were the hateful Bagauda member from before."

Jurgen had no idea how to refute Luca's words, so he just kept nodding and smiling without saying anything.

"So, Mr. Luca." At this time, Art came up and said with a smile: "So, when does the general intend to accept our surrender?"

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Now everything became clear. Luca felt that there was too much news today and too many choices to make, so he couldn't accept it for a while. He had to laugh it off and hastily accepted the surrender of Art and his Saxons.

The Celts also returned to the north of the Wall, of course in exchange for a guarantee of ten years of taxation in Britannia.

(End of this chapter)