Chapter 406 Confrontation (2)

"You know, Luca, you are like a blood-sucking bug." Aetius said, turning his head to look at the fruit plate on the table next to him, which was filled with grapes and apples.

It looked tempting, but the only thing that made people uncomfortable was the fruit flies flying back and forth on the fruit. They flew back and forth, making a "buzzing" sound, which was very annoying. Aetius didn't give the annoying little thing a chance. He just held the fruit plate between him and Luca, and his eyes followed the flies on it that were unwilling to leave easily.

"Look at you, how much you resemble this little creature, ugly, dirty, and lingering." Aetius followed suit, and waved his hand to drive away these ugly little creatures, but how could flies care so much about these small threats of driving away? They left for a short time, and then quickly gathered again. It was really just as Aetius said, and they could not be driven away.

"Now, I want you to tell me!" Aetius said, slowly lowering the fruit plate in his hand, which allowed Luca to see his eagle-like sharp eyes. His eyes were like countless invisible iron hooks that could pierce through people's flesh, tearing them apart, making Luca feel very uncomfortable. "Do you know anything about this matter? Also, what is the significance of Galla Placidia? Why did he choose you, the adopted son of Theodosius?"

Luca didn't know how to answer for a moment. Just when he was about to open his mouth, he heard a long horn sound behind him. The whole audience was silent, and thousands of eyes were staring at the two carriages below at the same time.

A heavy blue chariot, with blue feathers hanging on the horse's head and gorgeous ornaments on its body, the whole thing is like the chariot of Poseidon. The rider on it is holding his head high and holding the reins tightly. He is wearing a mastiff head helmet inlaid with gold, and the four corners of his head are decorated with feathers. The cloak on his shoulders flows like a wave to the outside of the chariot. The silver armor is inlaid with a little gold, shining brightly under the sunlight, and combined with the blue, it really looks like seeing the sea from afar.

The other one was red like blood, with the chariot body, wheels, and horse decorations all looking like they were soaked in blood. The chariot body was inlaid with gold, and the gold and red looked like the chariot of Apollo, the god of the sun. The horseman wore a Corbridge helmet, and this equipment, which should have disappeared for a long time, appeared again, but on the racetrack instead of the battlefield.

This helmet has been specially treated, mainly in the red vertical horse heel on the helmet, which is cut off at the center of the top of the helmet. There is a thick iron pillar there, and at the top of the pillar is a golden eagle with spread wings. On the forehead is a whole piece of brass, on which is carved the image of Medusa. After so many years, even though they have believed in Christianity, the Romans still believe in the ancient Medusa's eyes that can turn people to stone.

The horse driver has wolf skin on his shoulders and a whole piece of wolf skin on his back. A blood-red cloak hangs down from his waist, as if it is flowing out of the wolf skin. The armor on the front is dotted with red. This decoration gives people the feeling that he is a bloodthirsty god of war who walked out of a sea of ​​blood.

They both wore iron masks, so no one could see their faces clearly, and of course, no one knew what kind of person was hidden under the mask. But the only thing people knew was that they were both excellent horse riders, and with the reins in their hands, they could show their amazing horse riding skills to everyone.

"Answer me, Flavius ​​Luca!" Aetius was obviously impatient. Perhaps Luca's silence disturbed his mood of watching the game. He then questioned Luca: "Look, look at this delicious fruit, it is so sweet and refreshing, but it is tainted by such filthy things, how can it be eaten?" After saying that, Aetius let go of the plate, and the plate fell to the stone ground in front of Aetius with a "bang". The fruit inside was broken and cracked, but of course the flies could not be driven away.

"Look at how ruined it is!" Aetius pointed at the rotten fruit surrounded by flies on the ground, looked at Luca with a half-smile, and then said: "This thing always appears at such an inappropriate time, so, I still hope that Lord Luca can tell me how to drive away these flies?"

Every word was merciless and simply an insult, but Luca had to hold it in and endure it silently.

At this moment, the horn sounded again, and the two horsemen held the reins tightly and were ready to go. The spectators all closed their screaming mouths. At this time, they saw a strong man with a naked upper body and full of muscles appeared opposite the exclusive stand of Augustus. The strong man held a French horn in his right hand, and he raised the French horn. Everyone was looking at him, waiting for his order to start!

“Woo——”

Soon, accompanied by a sharp trumpet sound, only the roar of the horse drivers could be heard. Then, the two of them pulled the reins hard, and the horses drove the chariot like an arrow from a bow, galloping towards the road ahead, leaving only a sky full of smoke and dust.

Two chariots, one blue and one red, were galloping on the track and soon completed a lap. The horses were running side by side, except that the red chariot on the outer circle was slightly behind the blue chariot on the inner circle.

The audience was excited. Their eyes followed the speeding chariot closely. They cheered and boldly cheered for the chariot they supported.

Luca did not even look back at the excitement behind him. He lowered his head, looking at the grapes and apples scattered on the ground below, and thought carefully about Aetius's question.

After a while, he took a step forward, slowly squatted in front of the fruit plate, and under the gaze of Aetius, he reached out to pick up a grape, flicked off the dust on it, and then put it in his mouth.

Strangely, Luca did not seem to regard such behavior as shameful or an insult to himself, perhaps because the taste of the fruit pleased his taste buds.

In this way, the second, third, and fourth grapes were picked up from the ground one by one and put into his mouth. This action surprised everyone present, even Aetius himself. He couldn't understand what Luca was thinking. How could someone in such a high position bend down to pick up something that had been tainted?

The cheers of the audience did not attract Luga's attention. He was completely immersed in tasting the delicacies of the land. Even if the fruit was broken, it didn't matter. He just blew away the dust on it and put it into his mouth. It did not affect the taste.

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"Is this man crazy?" The guards beside Aetius began to whisper. After all, if it were them, they would not be able to do it.

(End of this chapter)