Augustus Road

"I would rather give up being wise. Over the years, I feel that I have become too wise, and I have almost forgotten that I am also a person with feelings. Yes, with a killing machine composed of tens of thousands of people, in order to pursue interests and power in half a desert Running around in the barbaric world, I almost forgot that I also have a family and a father in this world. No matter what, I want to go back to Rome to see my father one last time." Lepida murmured in the rain. Following his own words, he gradually took off his armor and all the decorations that represented glory and authority. At this time, Hebrida came over and threw a piece of coarse cloth, which he had just collected from the dilapidated basement of the meeting hall. Lepidat gritted his teeth and tried not to let his tears flow. He pulled out the dagger, making a cutting sound. He made a simple mourning cloak from the coarse cloth, then threw the dagger on the ground and put on a pair of rattan sandals. With his head lowered, he followed Habaruka's footsteps and headed towards the harbor. Matthias, son of David Anget, did not forget his duty as a servant and carried the thin box containing important documents on his shoulders. , also followed.

"Send condolences to Tuna for me, even if he owes a lot to my brother in Xiaoya." The moment they passed each other, Haibrida hurriedly said this to Lepida.

"Just like that, the three of them went back to Rome?" At this time, Marco Antony in the rain said with a tone that was half mocking, half admiring, "Let us approach 20,000 soldiers and tens of thousands of Cyranians." "Throw away the citizens of Nigeria, the grand project, and the fleet that is about to take shape." Then he raised his eyebrows and smiled helplessly at Sabokemus, saying that the responsibilities on his shoulders were a bit too heavy, but then he said nothing. .

On the deck of the ship heading to the port of Brindisi. Lepidus never avoided the wind and rain. He stopped eating luxurious meat. They don't drink or even lie down on the couch to eat. They only have two postures all day long, standing or sitting with the cloak on. This is the atmosphere of mourning for the dying. Habaruka and Matthias are doing nothing. On the other side of the deck. Especially the twelve-year-old Matthias, he never expected that he would come into contact with the city of Rome so quickly, let alone that this would be an opportunity to follow his master to a funeral.

Three market days later, Lepidus, a thin man with a beard on his face, was still covered in the cloak, full of wormholes and dirt. Habaruka hired a donkey for him on the side of the road, and Matthias followed him. behind him. Slowly and without any disturbance, we entered the city of Rome, and then it was another half day's journey. Arrive at Villa Prima.

There were very few cars and horses in the outer courtyard where cars were parked at the entrance of the villa. Lepidus couldn't help but feel a burst of sadness and anger in his heart. Then he stepped into the gate and embraced Bodie, who also had tears in his eyes. "Thank you for teaching me writing and reading. I came over after reading Kelly’s letter.”

"Where are the children? With Yulia?"

Potty nodded, she was also wearing a dark coarse robe, and then held the man's hand, slowly walked through the dim Apollo restaurant, climbed up the stairs to where Luculas's sick body was lying. 's study.

Beside Luculas' luxurious couch, the green smoke from the burning lamp wrapped around his dark gray face, gradually disappearing into the gray and black in the corner. Kelly grinned and cried, standing aside, and Timothy also sat dejectedly. On the bench in the corner, when he heard the footsteps of Lepidus and Potty entering, Luculas's ears turned twice, and then he slowly turned his face with a smile, "Actually, I am also a Sis. Doge believers don't believe in the soul after death, so they willfully want to see the last person they want to see. "My child, take your woman and come to my side." After saying this, he tried hard to raise his hand. Make the act of calling.

Potty was the first to be unable to bear it anymore, and knelt on the ground, touching the edge of the couch with his hands, and howled loudly. Luculas stared at the ceiling, and touched the faces of the two children with his hands, "I sent Marcus away. , a few days ago, or a market day? Sorry, my state is so bad, my mind is only clear for one moment every day, and then I swim in the endless sea of ​​unconsciousness. I can't let Marcos see this. It seems that his head is like a child and cannot bear such fear, so I would rather die secretly."

"Stop crying. There is a joke in the Roman world. The guests at the funeral will advise the son, don't cry. You should be happy that your father is dead, because you no longer have to be enslaved, oppressed and disciplined by him. You can finally get an inheritance and buy as much jewelry as you want for the woman you love.”

"No, Marcus is still my father. I will not be such a bastard like this time. My child and I will accompany Marcus until the last moment of his life." Lepida couldn't bear it anymore, and he held Lucula's hand. Si's hand, tears fell on the back of the other's dry hand.

"Then don't cry. After I die, the virgins of the Temple of Vesta will send me my will, and Calabis, you will clean up your thorny beard and hair, and put on purple robes, just like Xiaoya's back then. Just like Kelly helped you in the camp, look like that handsome and beautiful child. Then my friend will read out the will in public and entrust the inheritance to you. You are the main heir and Marcos is the acting heir. You are the one!"

No! Lepidah was a little frightened. He subconsciously wanted to push away the Lord's hand, but Luculas got the strength from nowhere and grabbed his hand again. "Don't forget the oath you made under my knees. You are the Lord's heir." , this is my will, you must abide by it!”

Without giving Lepidus a chance, Luculas continued, "It will be Cato who will read the will."

After clearly feeling Li Bi Da's throbbing again, Lukulas laughed again, "You and Cato are enemies, right? But don't make a mistake, Cato is not that kind of person. In fact, I feel most at ease when he reads the will."

Then, Tuna took a few breaths with difficulty and spoke slowly, not knowing whether to confide or talk to himself, "People always say that the luckiest children are those who meet the parents with the best reputation. From this point of view, I am unfortunate. My father has been derelict in his duty, and my mother's style is similar to my ex-wife, but I still love them, and it does not prevent me from trying to play the role of a father. In the second half of the drama of my life, I have no regrets because of my role at the end. I am lucky, I am lucky...child, let me continue to be glorious in that world." After speaking, he seemed a little tired, muttered an unclear word, and then closed his eyelids little by little, and sank down little by little. His body became dim and soon merged with the surrounding colors.

Li Bi Da felt dizzy, and he seemed to be deaf and could no longer hear the cries of the people around him. He walked slowly and accurately to the shrine in the study, raised the wax mask with both hands, and then stared at the face of the dead tuna, and then solemnly covered the mask on the dead face, "Farewell, my father in this world, death is like an endless beautiful journey, enjoy it, or wait quietly for the undead." (To be continued...)