Chapter 710 Return

Finally in early November, Augustus's carriage returned to Constantinople.

Here, just like when Luca left, the gates of Constantinople were opened for him by guards who were specifically responsible for guarding the city gates.

Everything was quiet and peaceful, as if nothing had happened. The citizens lived their carefree lives as usual, as if nothing had happened.

Of course, these citizens had no idea that such a thrilling thing had happened before.

Luga didn't say much to Likinia during the rest of the journey. After all, if he continued talking to this nearly crazy woman, Luga would be furious. Of course, he had to admit that Luga's current physical condition no longer allowed him to argue with Likinia.

When they arrived outside the gate of the Flavian Palace, the soldiers who had been stationed here for a long time were patrolling back and forth in front of the palace gate. When they saw Luca's carriage, everyone immediately woke up as if from a dream, and hurried to gather in front of the city gate. They lined up in two rows, holding shields and spears, watching Luca's carriage slowly arrive in front of the palace gate.

At this time, Marenius ran out from somewhere, quickly tidied his clothes, and stood at the place closest to the city gate.

As if they had telepathic connection, Luca's carriage slowly passed by and stopped in front of Marenius.

The car curtain slowly opened, revealing Luca's somewhat pale face. He looked down at Marenius, while Marenius lowered his head to look at his feet.

"Look up, General!" Luca said slowly.

Marenius raised his head and met Luca's eyes.

"There hasn't been any interesting news in town while I've been away."

"Unfortunately, Caesar, yes!" Marenius nodded heavily, "Except for some chaos, the situation is still under absolute control. The situation has calmed down and it's all over!"

Marenius said this, but Luca's face was still heavy. He looked at Marenius for a long time without saying anything. Behind Luca was Licinia. She heard their conversation and followed them.

From her surprised expression, it can be seen that Li Jinia also wanted to know how the matter developed. She came over and heard a few words, but she could not get any information that could be used for her from it.

"Whose fault is this?" Luca asked.

"Well..." Marenius looked around and then said to Luca, "I'm afraid it's very inconvenient to talk about it here, Caesar."

"Okay, I understand!" Luca sighed softly, then pulled down the curtains. The last thing Marenius saw was Licinia's red eyes.

"When did he come?" Licinia asked Luca in the carriage, pointing in the direction of Marenius.

"After we left," Luca said disapprovingly, "Likinia, don't think you're the only one using your brain. Others, including me, are also thinking, even though I'm suffering from illness now."

"Are you on guard against something?" Li Jinia asked directly.

"Of course I'm on guard!" Luka answered decisively, "What you're worried about, I'm worried about too. What you're on guard against, I'm on guard against too, but I'm not as decisive as you."

In the dungeons of Constantinople, the sun could not be seen. There was only endless darkness and dampness. The only living things that could be seen were jailers, prisoners, and rats.

The air was filled with a strong smell of decay and was full of garbage and dirty water. It was not suitable for human habitation at all. Of course, the prisoners did not need to worry about these, and they were not qualified to make any more demands.

Following the sound of iron chains shaking, the iron door of the dungeon slowly opened with the cooperation of several soldiers.

Then the warden led Luga in, bowing and nodding all the way. As soon as they entered the door, a rotten stench hit their noses, making Luga frown. The accompanying courtiers and even the guards couldn't help but frown, and they kept their distance from such a smell.

Marenius handed Luca a handkerchief soaked in flowers. Luca took it and covered his mouth and nose with it, then followed the warden into the room.

The jailer held torches to illuminate every corner, and the light at least gave this lifeless place a glimmer of life.

Behind the iron bars of each prison were crowded with all kinds of prisoners. They clung to the railings, staring at everything in front of them with wide, cloudy eyes in wonder. After all, it was the first time in thousands of years that someone could come in to visit.

Of course, these guys soon saw Luga's gorgeous clothes through the firelight. They all knew that this was not an ordinary little person. Everyone crowded to the iron bars and watched Luga silently as he walked slowly under the leadership of the warden.

"They are all guys who have committed serious crimes in Constantinople!" The warden said carefully, "They have insulted noble women, stolen a lot of noble wealth, and some have killed people. Anyway, all prisoners who deserve to die will be imprisoned here."

Listening to the warden's introduction, Luca kept silent. He looked around and saw the disheveled prisoners in the firelight and their emaciated bodies caused by torture.

Finally, the warden brought Luga to the deepest cage, which was full of torture instruments dripping with blood. Squeaking sounds could be heard from the darkness. Those were the rats foraging for food under the cover of darkness.

"Here is the person you want to see, Caesar!"

The warden pointed to a wooden cell door, and the jailer guarding the door opened it, walked in with a torch, and lit up the small space.

The ground here is covered with dry grass, and you can hear a rustling sound when you walk on it.

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Through the firelight, Luca saw the imprisoned John Antiochus. He was wearing a tattered robe, and his clothes were torn to pieces. There were faint traces of blood on his exposed skin, and the blood formed scabs on his clothes. His hands were chained, and so were his feet. He closed his eyes tightly, and his heavy breathing could be heard in the quiet space.

His face was so pale that it was not difficult to tell what kind of punishment he had suffered before.

"What crime do you define as his?" Luca turned his head and asked the warden.

"Treason," the warden answered without hesitation, "Caesar, it is treason."

Hearing this, Luca shook his head slightly.

At this time, a jailer came forward and slapped John Antiochus hard on his pale and bruised face.

“Bang!”

This crisp sound echoed in the cell, but John didn't move at all. He still kept his head down, as if such a blow had no effect on him at all.

Seeing John like this, a trace of ruthlessness appeared on the jailer's face, and he raised the whip again.

“That’s enough!”

Luca's shout made the jailer turn around and look at Luca.

"Stop it." Luga's tone seemed so calm that the jailer quickly retracted the whip and saluted slightly to Luga.

"Go out, let me be alone with this guy for a while, you wait outside."

Luca gave the order, and Marenius led the warden out of the cell, leaving only Luca and John.

(End of this chapter)