Chapter 401: Queen of Dusk (Part 1)
"Hey, my mother, she repeatedly told me that I must see you once!" Valentinian III came to Luca, kissed Luca on the cheek, and whispered in Luca's ear.
Before Luca could come to his senses, Augustus Valentinian III stood up and said to Luca with a smile: "Thank God for your success, so now, enjoy this moment of victory that belongs to you!" After that, Valentinian turned around, took Licinia's hand, and left as Licinia kept looking back. Luca could see that she wanted to come forward and say something to him, but she didn't get the chance.
"This is your moment, Luca." Leo I said to Luca with a smile after Valentinian left. His smile was so pure, as if he really looked like the Son of God.
"I am going back to supervise the believers in building the cathedral. This is a huge project and will be the best place to welcome the Lord's merits." Leo I said to Luca with a smile, then stepped forward, less than one meter away from Luca.
Luca hurriedly stepped forward to salute. After all, when dealing with His Holiness the Pope, one had to be perfectly polite, and then listen to what he had to say.
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Leo." Luca said as he took out Father Jiang Carlo's relic from his arms, the golden cross. He hoped that Leo I could recognize this object.
"Isn't this Father Jancarlo's?" Leo I said, reaching out to take the golden cross, holding it in his hand and playing with it, then asked curiously: "What does this mean? Oh, yes, speaking of this, I thought of Father Jancarlo again. Why, he is in Britannia, why didn't he come back?"
"He's dead." Luca answered directly, blocking Leo's mouth. A look of surprise flashed across Leo I's face, but it was not a bolt from the blue, just that he didn't know what to do.
"In the battle with the Anglo-Saxons outside the city of Segantum, he encouraged the soldiers to stand in the front." Luca began to look solemn, and said to Leo I seriously: "At that time, the soldiers fought bravely, and the barbarians were not to be outdone, so they waved their javelins at us. You know, my lord, Father Jiang Carlo did not have any good protection, especially he had not received any training, so." Luca choked and continued: "A javelin flew and pierced him, so he fell down, we tried our best."
"Oh, so that's how it is." Leo I said, and made a cross on his chest, as if he was praying for Jiang Carlo. However, there was no sadness on his face, as if the death of Father Jiang Carlo was expected.
"It doesn't matter, Mr. Luca." Father Jiang Carlo had a faint smile on his face, and he said slowly and unhurriedly: "Because I have already got mine, then enjoy your victory!" Leo I said in a low voice, chuckled, and then turned around and left surrounded by believers. Only Luca, his army, and the citizens who participated in the cheering were left.
Luca was now faced with a more important matter, that is, Valentinian's mother, Augusta Galla Placidia, wanted to meet Luca. This strict mother was inseparable from her son Valentinian in public, and her absence this time must be very serious.
The celebration ended hastily, with nothing more than listening to the representatives of the citizens praising Luca's merits and his immortal contributions to the Roman Empire. In return, Luca had to show his kindness and friendliness to the citizens, spending money to buy bread and distribute it to them in the name of himself, Augustus and the Pope.
Turning around and walking into the palace, Luca walked quickly all the way, so fast that it was like a jog, making it almost impossible for Andrew and other close guards who were following behind to catch up.
The court minister led the way, and finally they arrived at the door of Augusta Galla Placidia's room. The maid guarding the door recognized Luca and his party, and she knocked on the door and said, "General Luca is here."
The maid inside hurriedly opened the door and let Luca in, but the others were stopped outside because Augusta only summoned Luca.
As Luga entered the door, a pungent floral scent hit him in the face. Puzzled, he opened his eyes and looked around, and saw freshly picked flowers everywhere.
Luca was puzzled, wondering how much Gala Pracitia loved flowers and why she had to use so many flowers to decorate the room. The house itself was spacious, but with too many flowers, it felt crowded.
Why do you have to put so many flowers in a nice house, and with such a strong smell? Although it is fragrant, if the smells are mixed, it will be unpleasant and pungent. Would you rather have so many flowers emitting pungent smells than remove them? Is it to cover up something? Lu Jia thought secretly in his heart, and soon he found the bed placed among the flowers.
Galla Placidia's bed was placed in the midst of the flowers, with fine gauze forming two curtains on the left and right, and thick mats and clean white sheets inside. Galla Placidia lay in it with her eyes closed. The maidservant served her attentively, constantly bringing basins of water and wiping Galla Placidia's arms with a cloth.
Gala Praxitea no longer looked like what Luca had seen before. As she aged, she could no longer maintain her facial features. Wrinkles covered her face, making her look thin and old.
"Augusta, Luca is here!" The maid whispered in Galla Placidia's ear.
At this time, Gala Pracitia slowly opened her eyes and looked at Luca not far in front of her.
"Oh, my loyal defender of the empire, you are finally back!" Gala Placidia smiled slightly on her solemn face. She looked at Luca, who quickly knelt on one knee. He had never thought that Gala Placidia would be so kind to him. He quietly listened to Gala Placidia's instructions to see what else she could say now. "As promised, the two provinces of Britannia have been recovered by Your Excellency, but why can't I see any joy on your face?" Gala Placidia asked Luca, but Luca did not answer.
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"I know, I know!" Gala Placidia sighed and said to Luca, "I know you are resentful of me because I hid the fact from you and signed the agreement with the Celtics."
"I don't hate you for this, Lord Augusta!" Luca said hurriedly, lowering his head and saying nothing.
"This will speed up your progress in recovering Britannia, although the cost is ten years of taxes in Lower Britannia." Gala Placidia sighed, then looked at Luca with unspeakable emotions in her eyes.
(End of this chapter)