Chapter 421 The Mastermind behind the Scenes

"Subi?" Luca repeated. From his accent, one could tell that he was very surprised.

Luca then asked, "How could there be Suebi people in this place? Moreover, how could there be so many of them in a city like this?"

"Sorry, I don't know about this!" Andres shrugged and looked at the corpses on the ground and said, "Something must have gone wrong. Otherwise, there is no reason for so many barbarians to walk into the city."

"This already indicates a very serious problem, Sir Andres." Luca said to Andres with a serious face at this time: "Now that so many unknown barbarians can come in fully armed, it can only mean that there is a problem with the junior officers guarding the city. They choose to turn a blind eye to this situation. This time it may be dozens of people, and next time it may be hundreds or even thousands or even an army. In this case, a defender of 1,500 or even 15,000 people is far from enough!"

Andres looked terrible because he had been beaten in the morning and now he was beaten again. This time the incident was too serious. Dozens of nobles died and countless people were injured.

"This is no longer just an ordinary incident." Luca continued, "It can be said that this is the beginning of a war."

After saying that, Luca wiped the blood off the sword with his sleeve, then sheathed the sword and said to Andres: "I will send people to investigate this matter when the time comes, Sir Andres. I'm afraid you will have to worry about how to explain to the families of so many nobles who died. After all, it was you who sent the invitation, so you should think about how to explain this matter!"

After saying that, Luca led the soldiers and the wounded away, leaving Andres standing alone in a daze among the pile of corpses.

At this time, outside the city, under the cover of night, in a small woods, it was completely silent and you couldn't see your hand in front of you.

Even the soldiers who are on duty in the villages near the city at night are unwilling to come to this place. God knows what unknown things may be lurking in the dark place. They would rather patrol in the village, which also provides a perfect cover for some people.

Even though it was pitch black on the road next to Qiulin, one could still hear a series of footsteps coming from the city of Tarraco. The footsteps gradually approached, and gradually, a moving black shadow could be seen running in the darkness.

"Puzi!"

A noise in the woods caused the running man to stop. In the quiet darkness, the only sound that could be heard was someone's heavy breathing.

At this moment, there was movement in the bushes in the woods. A man emerged from the bushes, pushed aside the branches of the bushes blocking his way, and came to the guy who was gasping for breath on the road.

"How's it going?" the man asked.

"Sorry, failed!" the messenger replied breathlessly.

"Why?" The voice was extremely cold, and it seemed that he could not accept failure. Of course, in the darkness, a "squeak" could be heard, which was the sound of the sword being drawn. "You made sure that this matter would be foolproof, but now you tell me that you messed up. How can I report this to Rome?"

"Go to hell with you Romans! The information you provided was wrong!" Even though the contact person showed his weapon, the messenger was not afraid at all. He retorted: "The information you gave us was that they were having a dinner in the square outside the Governor's Palace. There were so many damn nobles there that we didn't see the man you mentioned when we launched the attack! Until a large group of people rushed out and beat our people out. We lost a lot of manpower this time, all because of your wrong guidance. You should be held responsible for this! Also, the group of Romans behind you, and that bastard who wanted to represent Rome, are responsible for this!"

The messenger's words silenced the man. He remained silent for a moment and then said, "So you mean that I am responsible for this matter?"

"Yes!" The messenger insisted without even thinking, even though he had no idea what the contact in front of him looked like, and he had no idea what his background was. The rule of doing things only for money made the messenger naively believe that what he said would make his financial sponsor ashamed and make him pay compensation!

"Very good!" In the darkness, the contact laughed coldly. This sound, combined with the pitch-blackness in front of him, had already chilled the messenger's spine. But he was afraid, and he had no money. Without money, he could not make up for the loss of this failed operation, so he could only listen to this sinister laughter, swallow his saliva to give himself courage, and stand still with his chest held high.

"Then come and get it!"

"laugh!"

After the man finished speaking, the messenger felt stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he felt an unbearable pain in his chest. The pain made his facial features twist together, and he lowered his head and groped with his hands. He wanted to know what it was.

Soon, he felt the blade, and then he realized that the sword had pierced his chest. He looked up, but it was still pitch black in front of him. He couldn't help but laugh, because even when death was imminent, he didn't know who killed him or what he looked like.

A feeling of powerlessness surged up over him, and with a plop, he fell to his knees, grabbing the sword with both hands, and ultimately fell down without changing anything.

"If you fail, you should die. This is the rule we Romans always follow!"

Such a voice came from the darkness, coldly and without any expression, as the messenger took his last breath.

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At this moment, in the silence, footsteps were heard, going in the opposite direction of the messenger, gradually moving away.

"It seems that this is also a not-so-peaceful place!" Back in the military camp, Luga sat in his seat, talking to Andrew and the others while pulling out the Dragon's Breath Sword and wiping it carefully with a cloth.

"The question we must solve now is who is the mastermind behind this massacre of barbarians in the city, and what are their motives and goals?" Marenius said, "This is no small matter. There must be someone behind this."

"At least what we can determine is that this is far from the personal grudges between nobles. If possible, they could just let these barbarians massacre their whole family instead of rushing into a banquet with so many people and killing people!" Mateolius analyzed.

"First, the defense force was insufficient, and then the Suebi invaded." Luca thought: "This is really not a simple matter!"

(End of this chapter)