Chapter 417: Submission

The two legions rested for half a month, and the Second Phalaenopsis Fleet, which was resting in Trapani, also arrived in Syracuse, preparing to transport troops to Iberia.

Early in the morning, Luca cleared the dock and waited quietly for the old acquaintance to arrive. For this purpose, he specially arranged for the soldiers who came with him at that time to wear the equipment of that time and line up in four rows on the dock to wait. It is not difficult to see that Luca wanted to restore the scene at that time as much as possible, but this is in Syracuse, not in Lundinlum.

On the sea, only a large number of warships were seen, all using Roman Rabbinic symbols.

The warships slowly approached and finally reached the dock. The leading warship slowly docked and the sailors on the ship lowered the ladder.

Not long after, the familiar figure appeared on the deck again. Unlike his previous arrogant appearance, this time, his pace was a little faster, which Luca could see clearly.

"May God bless you, Master Luca."

Fleet commander Sergius came down from the ship, and the first words he said not only made Luca, but everyone present couldn't believe their ears. Sergius met Luca again, and this time he didn't look as arrogant as before, but he still had a very good understanding of the work of superiors and subordinates.

"Welcome, sir." Luga nodded and crossed his arms as a simple greeting.

"So, when do we set out?" Sergius continued, "The slaves rowing the boats are a little tired these days. If you are not in a hurry, please wait for a while and let the army rest."

"Okay, that's perfect." Luca said, "Let me wait for the local reinforcements, so that when the army is ready, we can set off."

"Then aren't you worried about the Vandals?" Sergius said worriedly, "I have been keeping an eye on the Vandals for some time. They are recovering at an unprecedented speed. Just as people say, a new Carthage is slowly rising above the ruins of Rome."

After hearing this, Luca said confidently: "Then we should also isolate Carthage completely in the same way we destroyed him."

At this moment, a soldier came running behind him and whispered a few words to Andrew who was standing behind Luca. Andrew hurried to Luca's side after hearing it. He leaned close to Luca's ear and said to Luca: "There is an army outside the city. The leader claims to be from Palermo. He said he had an agreement with the general and came to fulfill it."

After hearing this, Luca got a rough idea of ​​what was going on, so he asked Andrew, "How many people came in total?"

"Three thousand people." Andrew said without hesitation: "According to the report from the soldiers guarding the city, they said that the guy claimed to have three thousand people, and it seems that there are only that many."

"Ha, it seems that Milo has finally made his own choice. Besides, we won't treat him unfairly." Luca laughed dryly, as if he was talking to Andrew or talking to himself. He turned around and said to Sergius: "I'm sorry, sir, a friendly army has arrived, so I have to entertain them. I will hold a banquet in the Governor's Palace, and we will discuss it at the banquet."

Seeing Sergius nod in agreement, Luca hurriedly got on the carriage. As he was in a high position, he basically did not rely on his feet to travel. At first, he was a little uncomfortable, but over time, he became familiar with this fast way of travel. After all, people are lazy.

The carriage was shaking and it didn't take long to get out of the city. When it stopped, Luca got off the carriage with the help of the soldiers. He saw an officer in armor riding a warhorse standing in front of the army. The army behind him was exactly the same as the soldiers Luca had seen in Palermo at that time. They were so well-equipped that even those who had never seen them could not help but admire that this was a real army.

The leading rider saw Luka approaching them slowly, so he took off his helmet and exposed his face so that Luka could see it clearly. He dismounted, untied the sword hanging from his waist and the dagger on his belt, and then handed them and his helmet to the follower beside him, and walked towards Luka.

"Welcome, my friend!" Luca opened his arms and hugged Mateolius symbolically.

"Thank you and your father, Milo, for your support." Luca continued, "For God's sake, if we succeed this time, I will compensate you for your efforts. Of course, there will be a reward that will satisfy you."

"I still hope you can keep your promise, otherwise my father has put a lot of effort into it." Although Mateoius's face showed no expression, Luca could sense a little dissatisfaction in his words. He must have been used as an arrow when he was confronting Milo. It seems that he suffered a lot after Luca left. Although he is a nobleman and has received a good education since childhood, it does not mean that he does not have a dark side. It is very likely that he still hates Luca.

Seeing Mateolius's unconvinced look, Luca thought to himself, "Your family is big and powerful, and you can easily support 5,000 people. Now you are asked to provide 3,000 people, and you are not the one paying for the military pay. How come these 3,000 people are more practical than your ancestral armor?"

But he couldn't show it on his face or in his words. Luca smiled at Mateolius and said to him, "Don't feel unhappy, sir. Of course, in response to your support, your family will definitely have a seat in the Senate. Of course, the military pay for these 3,000 men will also be borne by us."

"These burdens are unnecessary!" Unexpectedly, Luca's proposal was rejected by Mateolius. He continued, "Your Excellency's first half of the condition is quite tempting. I have thought about withdrawing from the Senate for more than a hundred years. However, the cost of maintaining the army in the future will be borne by our family ourselves, so that these three thousand people will not become a burden to you."

"As expected of a wealthy man." Luca smiled and nodded, but in his heart he cursed Mateolius for being so thoughtful. After all, he had seen the world and knew what this era was like. As long as he got the right to the maintenance fee, he could leave at any time. This would be a problem that Luca had to face.

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"Then I will fulfill part of my promise first." Luca thought for a moment and said, "Appoint His Excellency Minivius Miro as the Duke of Palermo."

"There is an empty camp outside Syracuse. It was built when I was confronting Gaiseric. Now that so much time has passed, it is bound to be a bit dilapidated. I hope that Sir Mateorius can bear with it." After Luca finished speaking, he turned around and got on the carriage.

"At this moment, you are already so arrogant!" Mateolius sneered as he looked at Luca's back.

(End of this chapter)