Chapter 589: Worries
Luca was not killed in the assassination attempt. Compared to the others, Valentinian was probably the most abnormal and nervous.
He often couldn't sleep at night, as if he was suffering from anxiety disorder. It was very appropriate to describe Valentinian at this time as being in a constant state of anxiety.
"What should I do? What should I do?" Valentinian asked himself more than once. He trembled when he thought of Luca's gaze at that time. Flavius Luca was no longer the guy who trembled in fear in front of him. He had already surpassed his head, stood in front of him, turned around, and looked down at him.
Such a huge psychological gap made Valentinian hate and be angry, but he had no way to deal with it. He felt more helpless and even afraid. He should be afraid now.
At this time, the door opened and Maximus walked in slowly. He looked so calm, as if he was not moved by this matter at all.
Valentinian He just stood at the door, looking coldly at Valentinian's anxious back.
"Maximus, my friend, come here quickly." When Valentinian saw Maximus standing at the door, a light flashed in his eyes. He hurried over, grabbed Maximus' arm and asked, "How is it? Flavius Luca, have you noticed anything?"
"You don't have to worry about that, Caesar. I can assure you that Flavius Luca will not get any information from the poor guy he captured." Maximus seemed to be confident, revealing an extraordinary self-confidence.
"Believe me, Caesar, no one can get what he wants from the mouth of a dead man, unless he just wants the rotten tongue."
"So that's how it is..." Valentinian felt relieved when he heard this. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked less nervous. "What if Flavius Luca insists on thinking that all this is my idea?"
"It's impossible, Caesar. Flavius Luca is not stupid." Maximus shook his head and continued, "He must be exploring now. Although he even suspects and firmly believes that you, Caesar, are the mastermind behind the scenes, he will not rashly make a conclusion. After all, Caesar, you are Augustus, not an ordinary noble or elder. He can't be so rash without absolute evidence."
"What if he wants revenge and sends assassins to kill me?" At this point, Valentinian's heart rose to his throat again. "Yes, look, Luca brought so many soldiers this time, and there are so many people in the Senate who support him."
"Damn bastards!" Valentinian paced back and forth in the room, and then cursed: "They are all traitors, shameful bastards, who have never imagined who they really serve. It's me, me! Valentinian, the real ruler of the Western Roman Empire, but now they actually want to serve the usurper. It's really treasonous and stupid."
"Because those people got the benefits they wanted from Luca, Caesar, because Luca gave them sufficiently favorable conditions and you did not. Now you are unable to give them what they want, so you must get rid of the guy who can give them benefits and take the power back for yourself."
When Maximus regained his power, Valentinian's dim eyes rekindled their light, as if a raging fire had rekindled in his heart, burning away the fear and hesitation that had just arisen in his heart.
"That's right. If I don't get rid of these guys who are in the way, how can I achieve my career? How can I change my current miserable situation?"
As he spoke, Valentinian grabbed a glass of wine on the table. It seemed that he was thirsty. He picked up the glass and drank the wine in the glass. He wiped the wine from the corner of his mouth. Valentinian inadvertently revealed a sinister smile. Of course, behind him, Maximus also revealed such a smile.
In the mansion of Aresio in Rome, Luca, who had just recovered from a serious illness, and the senior military officers were surrounding a mysterious man, who was sitting opposite Luca.
Luga lowered his head and kept flipping through the parchment document handed to him by the mysterious man.
"I'm afraid that all the accusations are now directed at Valentinian. First he assassinated the counts and then he tried to win over all the earls. It seems that Valentinian is planning to start a civil war!" Alessio said indignantly, sitting aside. "He has begun to use any means to achieve his goals. I originally thought that he was just a wolf cub who had not grown up yet, but now he has shown his fangs at such an inopportune time."
"Or else lead the army to hack this damn puppet to death on his cursed throne and wait for judgment!"
"You are not allowed to say that. After all, he is still Augustus." Luga stopped his subordinates from erupting in anger, because roaring would only make them lose their ability to make independent judgments, causing their blood to rush to their heads, and they would often do whatever they were told without considering the consequences.
"Apas, it seems that you can't stay here for long, my Lord Count." Luca looked at Apas very calmly, and then said, "Valentinian must have thought that you once helped him become Augustus, and now he is shamelessly trying to take advantage of your close relationship to go a step further and pull you into his chariot. Such behavior is undoubtedly crazy. As your direct superior to Augustus of the Eastern Roman Empire, I must order you to go to Alexandria as the Count of the Field Army there."
"As you wish, Caesar." Apas seemed to have no intention of refusing Luca's order.
"So, what about Valentinian?" others asked.
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"Now is not the time to deal with this issue, everyone." Luca then stood up and put the parchments into his pocket.
"Okay, gentlemen, now we can recruit soldiers in the name of the church, no matter they are retired veterans or young children. I always need them to join the fight against Attila, because I have a feeling that this will be an unprecedented war. We must go all out to continue the war, lest the entire civilized world become a paradise for the Huns to trample on at will."
All the officers present stood up and saluted Luca, then gradually dispersed.
(End of this chapter)