Chapter 661 Meeting

They are coming, almost there, because we can already see the armored cavalry wearing heavy armor, leading the way as a ceremonial way.

They were covered in chain mail, even their faces were covered in thick chain mail. Each of them wore a purple outer coat, with the iron plate armor underneath faintly visible. Even the war horses under their crotch were covered in heavy chain mail horse armor.

Each of them carried a long lance with a purple flag tied to it. Today's climate was particularly in line with the rhythm of this grand ceremony in Constantinople. The breeze blew by, and although it was a bit chilly, the wind lifted the flags on the lances in the riders' hands.

The war horses moved slowly forward, and the flags fluttered in the wind, which was a spectacular sight, causing the citizens of Constantinople present to cheer loudly.

On both sides of the cavalry were soldiers holding shields and a flagpole, and the flags in their hands were red.

Behind this flag team came the Roman Praetorian Guards, who wore heavy scale armor, horned helmets, and purple cloaks with white "black ears" patterns on their shoulders.

As they continued forward, the soldiers on the periphery would stop along the way to serve as guards all the way to the steps of the palace.

The steps were filled with fully armed guards. They held battle axes in both hands, with the top of the axe resting on the ground and standing naturally with both hands holding the very end of the axe handle.

Behind the Guards were soldiers holding eagle flags. Dozens of golden eagle emblems were suspended in the air, with the Labran flag hanging below.

Behind them was a team of Royal Guards wearing horned helmets inlaid with white feathers. What made them different from other Royal Guards was that each of them wore a brass muscle breastplate and a red toga on the outside.

Unlike the infantrymen in front, each of them did not hold a shield or a flag, but instead carried a "***" whip, and pointed the axe on the whip neatly to the sky.

Yes, the appearance of "***" proves that Augustus is about to arrive.

Under the Arc de Triomphe, they surrounded a gorgeous carriage with only four white horses in a row. The horses were pure snow-white without any impurities on their bodies. In order to bring out the nobility of the Purple Room, their backs were draped with purple cloth embroidered with various patterns.

Seeing the carriage, Liginiya's heart was filled with emotion. She couldn't help but take a deep breath and then hold it. She clasped her hands together in front of her mouth and prayed like a girl, just like a princess in a fairy tale waiting for her beloved prince to pick her up and marry her.

This shameless woman, her heart was filled with lust, she even forgot that she was already a mother of two children, and she still didn't look like an adult at all. However, such purity and beauty froze on Likinia's face when she saw the carriage, and gradually disappeared without a trace like the melting of ice and snow.

Because she saw three people standing on the carriage that was slowly approaching the palace. They looked like a family, all dressed in gorgeous clothes, enjoying the cheers from the Byzantines.

Perhaps the courtiers standing near Likinia also noticed something wrong. They looked at each other, and their surprise was no less than that of Likinia who was in front of them.

"What is this? Who are these two people?"

The courtiers of Constantinople pointed at the man and woman standing on both sides of Luca. It seemed that the mother and son were talking to each other. After all, no one in Constantinople had any objection to the edict of the previous Augustus Theodosius II.

People have come to believe that Licinia's divorce from Valentinian III and her upcoming marriage to Flavius ​​Luca were proof that the Roman Empire had officially split into Eastern and Western Rome and that relations between the two sides had reached a freezing point.

But Augustus of Eastern Rome actually returned with a mother and son. What did this mean? It was probably a proof of a major setback for Licinia's series of actions in the court, and also a slap in the face for Licinia.

At least that's what others thought. It was not difficult to tell from Li Jiniya's expression how embarrassed she was at the moment.

From the moment she became pregnant with Luca's child and gave birth to Eudolia, it can be seen that Liginia was not a simple woman, and this was perfectly demonstrated at this time.

Of course she recognized who was standing in the carriage. Yes, it was the lowly Tenaia whom she had ridiculed before the wedding.

She never imagined that Luca had the courage to drag this lowly mortal onto Augustus' carriage and take her and the illegitimate child with him.

This was most likely an unintentional act, but in Li Jinia's heart, the battle horn had already been sounded. Her face was as cold as ice, yet there was also a ruthlessness revealed in the coldness. Yes, how could this end so happily?

Augustus' carriage passed through the Arc de Triomphe. For a moment, musical instruments played in unison. Everyone stood still and looked at Augustus, who was slowly passing by them and bringing infinite glory to the Romans.

For a moment, flowers filled the sky, falling like quiet drizzles, landing on everyone's head and shoulders without making any sound, just in line with the solemn atmosphere.

The girls sang praises, and the pure white warhorse raised its noble hooves and stepped on the red ground. The warhorse pulled the chariot, and the chariot carried the incomparable Augustus, who looked around and happily enjoyed the submission and praise from the subjects in Rome. He was worthy of the trust of the Roman people. He was far-sighted and resourceful. He always showed his kindness to the Roman people and showed his bloody spear to the enemies of Rome.

People can always come up with countless hymns for the victor, embracing the killing and bloodshed he has brought in the past.

In the carriage, Maximus, who rarely appeared in public, looked at the grand scene in front of him timidly. He was like a fledgling who had just seen the world, looking at the cheering crowd at a loss. In the carriage, he looked at his mother through the dazzling armor on Luca, longing to return to his mother's plump wings to seek shelter.

In addition to cheering, people were more speculating. After all, they had never seen this mother and son before, but they were brought back to Constantinople by Luca. The citizens speculated about their relationship and gossiped about some secrets that they themselves thought were unspeakable.

As the pilgrim carriage got closer, the clouds on Liginiya's face grew darker.

Finally, when the carriage arrived in front of the palace, Bishop of Constantinople, Bisius, and a group of believers who were waiting there stood with their heads bowed, awaiting Augustus's instructions.

"It's really treasonous." Liginia saw Luca helping Tenea carefully get off the carriage and go straight towards the bishop. She was so angry that she naturally couldn't stand such humiliation and left in anger. None of the court officials dared to stop her along the way.

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Along the way, soldiers holding spears stood in a row, holding up their spears with flags hanging on them and crossing them. Luca passed by below, and at each point the spears were retracted one by one until Luca came in front of the bishop.

"May God bless you, great Caesar." Bishop Bisius bowed to Luca.

"God bless you, your Excellency."

Luca also nodded slightly, and took out the butt of the Spear of Longinus from the pocket of his toga, and solemnly raised it to show Bisius.

“This, this is.”

Bisius opened his eyes wide and looked at the broken and ancient spear end in surprise.

"The Spear of Longinus is a sacred object of the Roman Catholic Church." Luca explained slowly, "It represents war and also symbolizes victory, but it was broken in the last battle."

"This is a good omen, Caesar." Bisius explained: "After all, the broken relic representing war indicates that God has exiled the god of war and will leave peace forever in his country and his people."

"Yes, that's an excellent metaphor." Luca smiled slightly, then solemnly handed it to Bisius.

Bisius took the butt of the spear with both hands and looked at the broken ancient butt. Bisius could not help but exclaimed: "It's really a miracle!"

"I will expand the Hagia Sophia, Your Excellency." Luca looked up at the church not far away. Although he was blocked by the tall walls of the inner city and could only see the tiny spire, "I will rename it the Cathedral of St. Luculcanus to commemorate my great military exploits and to fulfill the wishes of God and all Christians."

"It would be my honor, Caesar." Bisius bowed to Luca again.

(End of this chapter)