Chapter 716 Awakening

During the coma, Lujia seemed to have had a nightmare from which it was difficult to wake up. In the dream, Lujia saw himself looking like an old man, still so old and so weak.

A young Luca, he is so young and looks exactly like himself. He is so young and strong. Compared to himself, I am so old and weak.

The young Luca was dressed in coarse linen and wore an old helmet, and he looked as straightforward as if he were seeing a memory from the past.

"Give me back my body! Give me back my body!"

The young Luga roared like a mad lion. He grabbed Luga's collar tightly with both hands and shook him back and forth, making Luga feel dizzy and unable to tell east from west.

All I saw was this young guy's eyes wide open and red, like a wild beast, as if he wanted to open his bloody mouth and swallow Luga in the next second.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Even though Luka felt dizzy, he still gritted his teeth and tried to resist.

No one knew how long this torture lasted. Even the young fellow didn't get any response and seemed to have lost his patience. A ferocious look appeared on his face, and anyone facing him could sense a faint aura of tyranny emanating from him.

The young man slowly let go of Luga, and just when Luga breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly felt his throat tighten and he couldn't breathe. Luga widened his eyes again and found that a pair of cold hands were tightly stuck on his neck.

“Damn it!”

At this moment, Luka suddenly opened his eyes, and everything in front of him vanished in an instant, especially the young and ferocious face that disappeared without a trace, replaced by Tenaia's red eyes from crying.

Luga slowly stretched out his hand, placed it in front of himself, and looked carefully. When he was sure that there was nothing unusual and that all this was real, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Feeling better? Luka..."

When Tenaia saw Luga wake up, she could tell from her expression that the feeling of relief really made her put her worries aside, at least a little.

As Tenaia spoke, she quickly picked up a handkerchief from her side and gently wiped the sweat from Luga's forehead.

"How long have I been unconscious?" Luga asked Tenaia, still looking at his hands.

"It's been a whole day." Tenaia sighed softly, "You know? Your condition at that time scared everyone present. They all thought you were attacked."

"Where's Liginia?"

"She is much more obedient now. When she saw you fainted, she ran outside to call for help like crazy and opened the door."

"So that's how it is." Luka stroked his groggy forehead, sighed, and then slowly got up and sat up from the bed. At this time, Likinia finally calmed down and realized that Luka was still her only support.

Was it just a false alarm? Luka asked himself in his heart. He put the hand on his forehead on his chest, trying to calm his pounding heart.

Thinking of everything he had just seen in the dream, Luca was still a little frightened. He had seen such dreams more than once, and even most of the time, he could not tell whether it was false or real.

"It's okay, it's okay!"

Luca's self-comfort made his pounding heart gradually calm down. He kept taking deep breaths and then exhaling slowly, which made his pale face look a little red.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Tenaia held Luga's head with her hands. She looked him up and down with her eyes wide open. "You look terrible, Luga. You seemed to have been frightened in your dream just now. I had to hold you tightly in panic to make you look a little more relaxed."

"I don't know!" Luga sighed and stretched out his hands to tear his wet hair. One can imagine how much sweat his body produced in his dream.

"It was an indescribable feeling of powerlessness," Luca recalled bitterly. "It was a suffocating feeling, just like jumping into the icy Rhine River to avoid the blazing kerosene fire during the Battle of Worms. I felt powerless and helpless. Fortunately, I woke up. I was afraid that I would continue to sleep in such a nightmare, which would be worse than death."

"Oh my God, what happened to you?"

Having said this, Tenaia couldn't help but shed tears, and she quickly turned her head away to wipe her cheeks.

"Don't worry, Tenaia!" Luga put his hand on Tenaia's shoulder and comforted her, "I'm still alive and well. Nothing will happen to me."

"But……"

"It's okay, Tenaia." Luca didn't say much. He got out of bed and went to the dressing table. With the help of the maid who came hurriedly, he put on the purple toga he usually wore.

"You need to rest now, Luka." Tenaia shouted at Luka from behind, "You will only get worse if you continue like this, Luka. God will not have mercy on those who do not take care of their bodies."

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"Yes, Tenaia." Luga adjusted his clothes and said slowly, "I know my own body very well. Now, I must understand where I went wrong in my work. Believe me, Tenaia, I will find it!"

After saying that, Luga walked out of the house. His steps were steady and he didn't look sick at all. No one knew whether he was pretending or he was really like this.

Walking out of the bedroom, there are guards who are specifically responsible for protecting Luga, as well as carriages and horses to pick him up.

Luga slowly got on the carriage, and Tenaia followed him out of the bedroom. She stood at the door, looking at Luga with eyes full of sorrow.

"I will find the answer, Tenaia." Luca turned around and gave Tenaia a relaxed smile, "An answer that will satisfy everyone. Well, at least everyone."

Outside the meeting hall of the Flavian Palace, Belia remained in his military uniform. Perhaps because he had been running on the sea for a long time without any room for rest, both his cloak and armor exuded a strong damp and fishy smell.

This made the courtiers and waiters who passed by Belia couldn't stand the smell and avoided it one after another. But even so, Belia still had no shame. After all, why should he be ashamed? He was no longer the young man full of vigor and vitality. He was slowly becoming an outstanding naval commander like his father.

Belia held a box in his hands and stood at the door of the tightly closed meeting room like a statue.

“Haha!”

At this time, the door of the conference hall in front of him was seen slowly opening with the cooperation of two guards. A glimmer of light flashed in Belia's eyes. He raised his head and walked in with his head held high.

"etc!"

A soldier beside him stopped Belia and looked at the box in Belia's hand in confusion, and asked Belia in confusion: "What's in it?"

"Give Caesar an explanation!" Belioliu said seriously.

(End of this chapter)