Chapter 763: Atonement
As a father, Flavius Luca may have started planning how to protect such a huge Roman territory, even if it was only half of it, when he ascended the throne of Augustus.
So he built the Theodosian Line on the Danube in advance to protect the security of the Thracian province and Constantinople.
As for the internal situation, Likinia, yes, Likinia, this stubborn and somewhat crazy woman, yes, Luga trusted her, trusted her immensely, even though she had done so many stubborn and extreme things in the past.
Licinia did her best to maintain Flavius' rule, and she firmly believed that Flavius Luca was equivalent to the entire Flavius family.
After all, there were only a few descendants of the Flavius family left in the civil war, and Luca's departure would only make Licinia focus on the young Leo.
Poor little Leo, Luca could not live to see the moment he became an adult, so his childhood was destined to be extremely unhappy under the supervision of a strict mother.
It is undeniable that this is a last resort for the nobles to maintain their family. After all, with such great power comes great responsibility.
Licinia was a very rational woman. She would not suffer a mental breakdown because of the difficulties and humiliations she faced. On the contrary, she clearly understood her advantages as a woman, so she was able to revive the entire Flavius after her father's downfall.
She had the same sharp eyesight as her father and could easily discern the role of Flavius Luca. Just as Luca said, her love for the Flavius family was greater than her love for Luca. In order to get rid of such contradictory distress, Licinia deliberately anesthetized herself, making Luca the same as the Flavius family, and then protecting Luca was the same as protecting Flavius.
Everyone has naturally seen how Licinia treats those guys who have rebellious thoughts. Licinia will do her best to eliminate all factors that are unfavorable to the Flavius family.
In the past, Luca would restrict Liginia in every way. But now that Luca is gone, no one can restrict Augusta of the time. This is an extremely important problem.
If you have rebellious intentions, please pray that Augusta doesn't find out!
Everything seemed to be ready, at least after Luka's long preparation, there shouldn't be any problem, that's what Luka thought. So he stopped thinking about his own life or death, since he didn't have many days to live anyway.
There is an island called Crete to the south of the province of Magna Graecia. On the western side of the island there is an inconspicuous fishing village.
The climate here is pleasant, suitable for living, and more importantly, it is a place without conflict with the world.
Hidden in a forest on the coast is a villa built of white marble. The villa is close to the sea. The careful architect specially built a small port here, and a medium-sized fishing boat is parked at the port.
The fishing boat had just docked, and a man came ashore dragging a fishing net. His upper body was naked, revealing his muscles which were somewhat loose but still strong.
I saw him dragging a few ropes, veins on his arms bulging. His strength was so amazing that he actually dragged the entire fishing boat ashore.
The fishing boat came ashore, and the man used wood to prop up the bottom of the boat to support the entire boat.
He returned to the fishing boat, carrying a wooden basket filled with various fish of different sizes.
Today's harvest is good, at least there are a few good fish that can be sold to the fishermen in the fishing village for a good price.
After getting ashore and walking in front of the villa, a young man ran out. He was so cheerful, just like a pony. He jumped and skipped all the way to the man to help him carry the heavy fishing net.
Although he is still young, he has considerable strength.
Seeing the child working hard, the man couldn't help but reach out and stroke the child's head lovingly.
"Adnus, as long as some time passes, you will be able to go fishing with me!" The man smiled, and the wrinkles on his face were as obvious as the ravines on the cliff.
"Um!"
Little Adnus nodded heavily. He walked side by side with the man, looking up at him from time to time with a gleam in his eyes.
"Luga, Adnus, the food is ready!"
In the villa, Tenaia stood in front of the door and shouted at the two figures, one big and one small.
"well!"
The father and son responded repeatedly and couldn't help but quicken their pace. They trotted all the way to the door of the villa. At this time, Tenaia had already held a blanket and covered it for Luga.
Looking at Tenaia, Luga's eyes were full of doting, and his gaze was still as passionate as it was more than 20 years ago. This was the love that had been hidden in his heart for nearly 20 years, and it finally came just in time when everything was not too late.
The food on the table was not as rich and delicious as that in the palace. It was just bread, soup and perfectly grilled fish, but Luca and Adnus still ate it with relish.
Holding a wooden soup spoon, Luga fell into deep thought while eating. He paused there with a thoughtful expression, as if he was troubled by some problem.
"What's wrong, dear?" Tenaia frowned and looked at Luga, then stopped the work in her hands and looked up at Luga.
"I don't know, I don't know." Luga came back to his senses at this time. He gave Tenaia an apologetic smile, came back to his senses, then quickened his pace and began to eat in big mouthfuls, as if to show Tenaia that everything was fine with him.
Tenaia knew all about Luca's changes, as she had watched him grow up over the past twenty years. Now Luca would always be in a daze, always thinking without paying attention to others, and Tenaia had gotten used to it.
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She was also a little disappointed. Luca was still Luca himself. His face had not changed at all. It was just that this trip to Rome left him with a few more scars.
But his eyes were completely different from before. Although Luga is a bit old now, his eyes are as lively and energetic as when he was young, as if his mind is still in his twenties. He has lost his former maturity and calmness, and the psychological imprint left on him by time. It is as if the past decades have only carved this middle-aged man but have not affected his soul.
After dinner, Luca and Tenaia sat on the balcony on the second floor of the villa, looking up at the sea in front of them. Luca held a wooden cup filled with the most ordinary wine diluted with water.
This was an afternoon activity they had already become accustomed to. Luga and Tenaia lived an orderly life, enjoying the rest of their lives under various constraints.
A breeze blew from the other side of the ocean, brushing across their faces and ruffling Tenaia's hair that was draped over her shoulders. Each strand of golden hair traced the shape of the wind.
This time there will be no more separation and no war, because Luca, the symbol of war, has left, and Luca’s war has ended and will never come again.
"I don't know why, but this is all very strange." Luca held the cup in both hands and said to Tenaia thoughtfully, "It's like I had a very long dream. When I woke up, I didn't expect that more than 20 years had passed. Then, everything now seems to have been prepared for me. I am like a child who has been blessed by God. I am carefree and enjoy all the love he has given me. Oh my God, why am I so happy?"
Although secretly glad, Luga stroked his forehead and frowned, "But why? Why can't I remember what I did in the past few decades? It's like a dream. When I wake up, I have no memory. I tried very hard, I tried very hard!"
Tenaia did not answer, she just remained silent, because the priest told her that Luca was blessed by God, because he had seen too much suffering in the world, witnessed too many separations and deaths, his sins in this life had been atoned for, and he had paid enough debt to God, he did not need to atone for his sins anymore, never again.
He never had a good sleep, so God gave him a sweet dream; because he was extraordinary for half his life, God gave him an ordinary life for the rest of his life; he took up his sword and fought for God, his body and hands were stained with the blood of his enemies, so God washed away his sins with this blood, and used the bones of his enemies to build a ladder leading to heaven for him. God purified his soul.
Tenaia firmly believed that Luca had been redeemed, just like his previous headaches, it was the redemption given to him by God. Now he has fully recovered, like a newborn baby.
"Everything will be fine, everything will be fine!"
Tenaia reached out and stroked Luga's cheek, comforting him softly. After all, for the rest of their lives, it would only be the two of them.
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