Chapter 659 Homecoming
The gallows almost became a slaughterhouse. The barbarian captives pushed up there were so scared that they cried and peed, and as they walked, they pissed and shit all over the wooden steps, making the nearest citizens frown, cover their noses, and curse: damn barbarians.
Yes, the Romans found a lot of confidence in slaughtering these captives who were so frightened and weak that they could not resist, cheering again and again and cursing the barbarians who were about to go to the gallows.
Perhaps they felt that this action was too slow, so the executioners came out carrying heavy swords, with their heads held high and chests puffed out, like victorious warriors. Their appearance made the Roman citizens cheer loudly, and the whole scene seemed to have reached its climax.
The least funny ones were the captives waiting to be slaughtered. They trembled in fear and ultimately could only end their miserable and ridiculous lives amidst the ridicule and abuse of the crowd.
Slaughtering the barbarians was the top priority, which naturally attracted the attention of everyone present, so Luga bypassed crowded places and chose a more remote road to leave Ludinan.
This was a mission accomplished for him, and he had to leave and return to the place in the East where he belonged.
He stopped outside the city of Milan. Anais' death touched him deeply. The most important thing was that those who left could never come back. The most important thing was to cherish those who were still there.
So the first person Luca thought of was Tenea, and the child who had never called him father, although his name was Maximus, the same name as the bastard who was always following Valentinian III's lead.
Sitting in the carriage, Luga realized that he still needed to make up for a lot of things that he should have done in the past.
When he first came here, it was just to survive, but later he tried to change himself, succeeded, and then changed an army, a province, and finally half of the empire. Well, if the current achievements can be regarded as changing the country.
He finally returned to the starting point, which was to change himself and correctly position himself as the Augustus of half of Rome, a husband with unfulfilled promises, and a failed father, not only to a boy, but also to a girl.
The first thing to do was to allow Andrew to return to the home that originally belonged to him. He still had his wife and children. As a father himself, Luca could understand Andrew's psychology.
After waiting outside the city for quite some time, they probably needed to prepare. Lifting the curtain, Luka was even a little impatient. He looked at the city gate in front of him, eager to see the mother and son approaching from inside.
"Hey, you, hello."
Like a newborn baby learning to speak, Luca actually began to learn to say hello while sitting in the magnificent carriage. This was a rare thing. After all, as Augustus, he gradually got used to people bowing to him and respectfully calling him: Caesar.
He seldom took the initiative to say hello, let alone to someone he desperately wanted to see. He was nervous and didn't know how to face the woman and the child.
"Caesar, look, they are coming!" Marenius knocked on the car window to remind Luca.
The sound brought Luca back to his senses. He quickly raised his head and saw two soldiers standing outside the empty city gate. They solemnly saluted the mother and son standing in the middle of the street outside the city gate.
Behind the mother and son were fully armed soldiers, pulling carriages loaded with gifts of all sizes.
The mother and son seemed to have never been treated like this before. The sudden salute startled them both, and then they kept nodding, fearing that they had done something wrong.
"Here it comes, it really comes!"
Passing through the shadows under the city tunnel, the faces of the mother and son were completely revealed in front of Luga. Yes, they were still so familiar and still so kind.
Luca could no longer control his inner excitement. He ran out of the car in a hurry and jumped down without caring whether there was a stool on the ground to stand on.
"My God, my God, Caesar, you"
Such an action scared the coachman who was standing by in a daze. He kept shouting in surprise behind Luca, fearing that such an action would hurt Augustus' noble body.
Luca didn't care about that. He dragged his long toga and trotted towards the mother and son.
Seeing Luga running towards them, Tenaia, as a mother, stopped and stared blankly at the figure that was getting closer and closer.
"Mother?" Maximus, who was standing aside, looked at Tenaia puzzledly.
"He, he's coming!"
Tenaia's lips began to tremble. Seeing the familiar moan of this man in gorgeous clothes, she was so excited that she loosened her hand that was tightly holding Maximus. Then she ran towards the running figure. The two met in the open space under the city wall and then hugged each other tightly.
"Sorry, sorry, Tenaia, I'm late!"
Luca hugged Tenaya tightly, so hard, to prove to Tenaya that he would never leave her again. Tenaya also hugged Luca tightly, fearing that this man who had been away from home for many years would slip through her fingers again.
"Let me see you, let me see you!"
Tenaia, crying with joy, held Luga's face. She was so excited that she looked Luga's face up and down for a moment, and then kissed him madly.
Perhaps in her opinion, only kissing can express her longing and joy.
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Luka was also looking at Tenaya, this unfortunate woman, whose face was covered with obvious wrinkles after so many years of waiting. She really didn't have much time to wait for such a reunion, which was like a wake-up call for Luka, as this was one of the few people who could accompany him.
"Come on, Maximus, come here."
Tenaia called out to Maximus, but the child, who was only ten years old, stood there in a daze.
To him, Luca was still a complete stranger, but Luca still remembered him clearly.
At his mother's repeated urging, Maximus finally took a step forward and came to Luca and Tenea step by step.
"Come here, my son, you should know who I am!" Luga smiled, but he was more nervous than anyone else in his heart. However, he still smiled and looked at his strange child, trying his best to be friendly and not let him feel the slightest fear.
"Uh, hi, hello!"
Maximus stood there at a loss. He bit his lower lip and greeted Luca shyly. Everything seemed so strange.
"Hey, Maximus." Tenaia was a little unhappy. She looked a little angry and then blamed Maximus: "He is your father, Mark, he is your biological father."
Maximus stared at Tenea blankly. He seemed very aggrieved. Perhaps he couldn't accept that a stranger suddenly became his father. After all, the person he had called father over and over again was just a puppet.
"Tenaia." Luga comforted, "We will have plenty of time in the future. He will accept me in the end. I promise!"
"So, where are we going?" Tenaia asked.
"Constantinople." Luca nodded and said, "That's our home."
(End of this chapter)