Camelot Dawn

Go to the eldest son of succession! "

Listening to the phrase "the eldest son who lost his inheritance", Derangel suddenly thought—he couldn't tell whether it was his thoughts back then or his current understanding—he felt that his father probably planned to put him away for the rest of his life. outside.It was originally planned to be Visigoth, but because he was exiled, it was changed to Attila's court.Of course, there is neither reason nor basis for this kind of thinking. Thinking about it is probably just my own conjecture.

However, if that was the case, staying with Attila would be a good choice.After many years, Governor of Gaul Derangel still thinks so.

Maybe it's time to see old friends again, he sat up from the bed, his head was still slightly dizzy.It should be regarded as a friend, he added in his heart.

After dawn, the doctor who came to visit him found that the governor was awake. He was very happy and immediately went to inform the governor's secretary, Mr. Amferopol.Soon, the latter came to Drangel's military tent.

"The doctor said that I will be fine if I rest for another day. During this day, help me pack my things, write to Attila, and tell him that I am going to see him; in addition, arrange things to stay in the camp during my absence. "Drangel drank the water in the glass, handed the glass back to the doctor, and gave instructions to Amferopol who had just entered the door.

Amferopol protested: "I haven't even said hello, you let me 'work!"

"...Ah, and, you go with me." Drangel thought for a while and added.

Amferopol thought well, forget it, I don't care about the patient.

"However," he put away his joking expression and sat down on the edge of the bed, "what are you going to do?"

When Derangel heard this, a strange look appeared in his eyes, as if he was eager to try, but also as if he was nostalgic.He said firmly, "I'm going to persuade him to retreat."

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The next morning, Derangel and Amferopol brought a few guards, and a group of no more than ten people came to Attila's camp.The two of them were introduced into the military tent by Attila's servant Constantius. The sunlight coming in from the vent on the top of the tent was just enough to see Attila's face clearly.Derangel looked at him, he was not much different from the memory, except that he was much older.His hair was loose, his beard was full of cheeks, he was not tall but very strong, sitting there like an iron tower, or a stone mountain.Now from that mountain comes the majestic voice of heaven: "Firstborn son of Gordontius, take off your mask. And now—what are you doing here again?"

Delangel smiled silently in his heart.

——Sure enough, it should be considered an old friend.

"I have come to make peace with you, Your Majesty Attila."

"You are the victor," he said with the corners of his eyes twitching, looking a little unwilling, "I don't see the need for you to do this."

Delangel shook his head: "I didn't come to ask for a truce. I said - I ask you to withdraw your troops and stop attacking Gaul."

"Oh? I also don't see the need to do that."

"As you said, we are the victor. If you insist on fighting, we are capable of defeating you again." The blond governor said calmly.

Hearing that Attila didn't express his position, he just repeated it in a playful tone: "Are you so sure? Hilarion, what promise did he give you?"

Delangel was stunned for a moment.Amferopol on the side hastened to fill the stage: "Your Majesty, you have personally experienced the combat effectiveness of the coalition forces in the Battle of Chalons. Please don't dwell on this fait accompli. We are here before Come to negotiate peace, not to prepare for the next battle."

"What I want to convey is the message that 'negotiation is a wise choice for both parties', and please don't misunderstand His Majesty Attila." Derangel came back to his senses and continued to speak smoothly, "Of course, you are more concerned about What should obviously be the practical benefits that a peace negotiation can bring, so we might as well talk about those."

Attila gestured him to continue, and Derangel went on: "The East is not the object of Rome, and I do not want to hide that. Our real enemy is in the West, those who have repeatedly invaded our frontiers, deprived us of our territories, enslaved us." The Gallic barbarians of our people, they are the real enemies of Rome, to be destroyed. Among them are the Visigoths, the Franks, the Alans... We will fight with them for a long time. In order to concentrate all To deal with these enemies, Rome will naturally not take your territory into consideration. As long as our two countries maintain peace, in the future, Europe can be divided equally!"

After these remarks were over, there was no sound in the tent for a while, and the effect seemed not as good as expected.After a while, Attila slowly stood up from his seat and walked in front of Drangel.He is not as tall as Delangel, but he has an indelible sense of oppression all over him.The governor of Gaul watched the bearded face approaching him a little bit, and finally stopped a few steps in front of him.Attila asked: "You want me to suspend the army for a while, so that you can free up your hands to destroy Sigoth?"

"Yes." Dranger nodded solemnly, but only received Attila's sneer:

"Just you?"

Constantius and Amferopol took a step forward almost simultaneously.Attila waved his hand impatiently: "Constance, take that man out. I have something to ask the governor of Gaul." The black eyes reflected Drangel's face, full of jokes.

After the two went out, Drangel said in a cold voice, "I can't?"

However, Attila, who claimed to have a question to ask, changed the topic and said in a wrong way: "How old are you this year?"

Although he didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in the man's gourd, Derangel replied truthfully: "27 years old."

"Ah, 10 years have passed," Attila said with a smile on his face, which made his wrinkled face a little closer to what Drangel remembered, "Do you still remember what happened back then?"

"Of course I do," he thought, having relived it the other day. "In all fairness, I had a pretty good time. I'm afraid I have to thank you—hope I'm not too late."

"No, nothing, just bringing it up suddenly because I thought it was amazing—I became friends with Gordontius first, and then with his son. Although both became enemies later, I'm afraid there is nothing between us. It's still a bit of fate." The rumored rude, greedy, and cruel barbarian said so.

His words touched something in Drangel's heart. "That's right, so I will come to ask you to retreat," he said hastily, "I don't want us to fight each other after all..."

Attila interrupted him suddenly and roughly: "Ha! That's enough! That's it," he pointed at Drangel, his eyes shrewd and piercing. "You slipped, firstborn son of Gordontius. Do you remember Everything in the past is reluctant to give up and cut it off, so it is impossible to make a difference. Absolutely impossible! Today you will persuade me to retreat completely because you are thinking of being an old friend with me. How can you treat Hilarion tomorrow? Pain killer? He is more important to you than me. So you can't defeat Sigoth, you can't regain Gaul—"

"—In that case, why don't you leave it to me?"

Derangel froze completely on the spot. "No," he tried to regain his steady voice, "Your Majesty Attila, planning the war against the Visigoths is not my responsibility alone, even if I am incompetent as you said, there will be others to correct me Wrong. As long as you retreat, we will concentrate on fighting the Visigoths, and victory is just around the corner."

Attila laughed a few times: "Do you think I have never been to Rome? Governor of Gaul, as long as you are here, Visigoths will not perish, because you can't watch this happen, you can't bear it!" His eyes pierced Drangel's heart like a needle, "So I won't discuss this illusory peace with you, because I can't get any benefits from it at all. My goal is the whole of Gaul, for which I am the only one All I ask of you is—don't get in the way!"

——"This is the reason why the 'old friend' is 'old'. Drangel, when you leave here, remember."

Drangel trembled all over, suppressing the urge to rush out the door.Only now did he understand the deep meaning of that sentence. When you leave here, you must also remember, forget everyone here, forget that you have had friends here, because you will eventually be enemies.

——"I think you are a good boy, how many sons are you Gordonius?"

You can tell the people here about your experience, your life experience, your happiness and unhappiness; you can also listen to their teachings, accept their blessings, and collect their stories.They smile at you, sing and dance for you, toast with you; you can smile at them, and toast with them.But you must always remember that your innate identities determine that you are enemies. Everything in front of you can be enjoyed but not indulged, because they are nothingness.

Attila's countenance faded in the sweeping grief that would overwhelm him, and in its place was the red hair and emerald eyes of the Visigoth king.He still fully remembers the happy years in Visigoth when he was a teenager, and the poppy-like red hair in those memories has never faded, as clear as yesterday.He admitted from the bottom of his heart that what Attila said was right, he couldn't kill Hilarion, and he couldn't bear to flatten his kingdom.He has been self-hypnotic telling himself that there will always be a way, and when he is destined to go to war with Sigoth; but now he wakes up and finds that he has become a very small minority.

Hilarion, I am afraid that since the time when he was exiled, he has already anticipated the day when the war will start.I'm afraid that from then on, he began to think about what to do.Once the war started, he would mercilessly tear apart his army formation and smash his own defense line, and he would not remember that there was a memorable past between them—just like Attila.

And myself, at this moment, Delangel discovered painfully, that he was the only one who took things that were nothingness seriously and indulged in them.

The author has something to say: This chapter is nominally about the Hilarian-Governor line, but it doesn't really involve much Hilarian, OTZ

I feel that the character of Attila is particularly difficult to grasp, because I have read too few personal records about him, and I have not watched any film and television works. I have no perceptual knowledge, and the writing is easy to collapse.

In other words, I am a little happy to see that the collection has increased by one.-V-Please read the comrades in the text to continue to support, thank youw

☆、Knight and King

Yi Dike felt that she was going to die.

In fact, since she escaped from Metz, she has felt the shadow of death hanging over her head all the time for more than ten days.Hunger, disease, poverty, war... The sword of Damocles hung high above her head, making her feel anxious and panicked.But even so, she still did not give up struggling to survive.

She knew there were armies fighting the enemies who had destroyed her homeland.A few days ago, she discovered their trail, and has been following them since then until today; she had a faint feeling in her heart that she was about to approach the other party's camp.The villages and towns along the way have long been swept away by the flames of war, and the army is the closest person she can find to take her in, she thinks.

So when she was spotted by two patrolling sentries and pulled out of her hiding place, the great relief of unloading her heavy burden overwhelmed her, her eyes went dark, and she simply didn't know anything.

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After the Battle of Chalons, the coalition forces and Attila maintained a kind of stiff peace, or more like a break between the two wars.Almost everyone has the same consensus. The Battle of Sharon is far from the end of the conflict between the two sides. In the future, there will be a war of equal or larger scale to determine the final outcome.Therefore, during the brief silence on the battlefield, there was even more tension between the camps of the two sides.

In fact, it is not, if it is a perfect peace.Androme, one of the commanders of the coalition forces, can testify to this.Since he represented Scotland in a sense, Arthur treated him with courtesy and gave him a higher status and corresponding power in the Knights; Androme did not disappoint everyone, and fulfilled his obligations. He did well and gradually gained the trust of everyone in the Knights Order.During this expedition, he, like other core members of the Knights Order, obtained the command of a part of the troops. the nearest outlying area.

Although the two sides temporarily ceased fighting in name, in the area under Androme's jurisdiction, small-scale conflicts occurred almost every day.A while ago, it was said that the governor of Gaul had visited Attila, but apparently no results were obtained, and the other party still came to harass him frequently.Therefore, Androme's most important task is to patrol, repel the enemy who is trying to attack the camp, and protect the safety of others behind him.He did a good job, and when he led the soldiers out on the run, everything in the camp was handed over to Perla, and everything was in order.

This day was no different.In the evening, Androme returned in the twilight, and Paula, who went to greet him, was not surprised to see blood stains on his armor-obviously the result of fighting during the day.

The soldier waiting aside took the reins from the horse, and Androme asked as usual as he walked in, "Is everything as usual?"

Paula replied: "Yes, everything in the camp is operating as usual. The only difference is that the sentry brought back a little girl shortly after you left this morning. The sentry said that she was in our camp during patrolling. She looks like a refugee. But she passed out before being interrogated carefully, so I had to take her back, watch her first, and talk about it when she wakes up."

That night, Yidike was woken up and accepted a lot of interrogation (Lancelot was also invited to act as an interpreter for this session), and was finally allowed to stay in the barracks temporarily.Since she did not understand their language, she could do nothing but eat for free; but she was a defenseless woman, and Androme had to limit her sphere of movement in order to protect her from harm.Not to mention carrying a big oil bottle, and being rumored by unknown people behind her back, Androme couldn't help feeling a little disgusted with her, and thought of killing or abandoning her several times; Dike struggled to escape.Her desire to survive seems to be surprisingly stronger than ordinary people.

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At the end of July, the brief peace ended, and the enemy took the lead in launching the war.Androme was the first to go into battle without any suspense, and the others followed closely behind.Since there was no careful planning like the Battle of Chalon before this battle, there was somewhat of a sense of silos fighting against the enemy.Although the coalition is still called the coalition, the connection between the various parts has been greatly weakened, and the so-called cooperation has basically relied on tacit understanding.

This time, the enemy army came aggressively, and it seemed that they were ready to avenge their shame. They captured a series of cities in just two days after the start of the war: Hesan, Isere, Suss, Bankura... The list is still growing.However, their limelight was quickly stopped. Lancelot's troops rushed to Metz and defeated the advancing enemy army in one fell swoop, saving the city that had fallen into silence forever from a second fall.After that, the two sides were at a stalemate in this area. The enemy tried their best, but they were unable to break through the line of defense.

On the other side, Hilarian, who had returned to the battlefield, once again used his greatest advantage. The heavy cavalry tore apart the battle line, the light cavalry mainly attacked, and the infantry covered up the mess and quickly split the enemy's iron-walled front into pieces; There are no more troops to destroy them.So, the task fell to Drangel and Arthur.The Roman Legion was well-trained and rigorous, while Arthur's Knights focused on mobility and attack. The two sides determined a cooperation plan with high efficiency, learned from each other's strengths, and aimed their spearhead at the enemy's divided forward.

After destroying the enemy in front of him, Arthur commanded his generals to no longer love to fight, and quickly retreated, leaving a large vacuum on the battlefield.After the enemy found out, they hurriedly pursued, and the battle line was stretched all of a sudden.The ambushes who had been waiting for a long time on the flanks had a chance to play. Androme commanded his proud crossbow light cavalry, like a wedge, to quickly and accurately attack the center of the enemy's formation.At this time, the enemy's frontline troops were chasing quickly, but the follow-up phalanx couldn't catch up quickly, and the flanks were very loose. Facing Androme's offensive, it was like an animal exposing its soft neck to predators.

Although at this time there was a danger of being divided and wiped out by the enemy on many sides, but Attila was Attila after all, and he responded immediately, offsetting a considerable part of the efforts of the coalition forces.Seeing that the situation was about to get out of his own control, Arthur had to ask Gakhris to cut off the enemy's supply line in order to weaken the enemy's strength in a short time.This order not only made Gakhris feel uncertain, but Arthur himself was not sure, because at the critical moment of the melee between the two armies, it was too risky to send an army alone to cut off the supplies.Both the king and the knight were under tremendous pressure, and Gachris even doubted whether he could complete this task.

However, Androme faced the crazy counterattack of the enemy in front of him and said: "Go, cover is my business!"

This may be the real reason why Gachris finally decided to give it a try.

With Androme's best protection, Gachris completed the task with the highest efficiency in his life, as if the heavens also had eyes, and he felt that all difficulties suddenly became very easy to overcome.After the enemy found that the supply line was cut off, they were in chaos. Attila had to temporarily relax his frontal attack and turn around to regain important resources.However, Arthur and the others who were facing the front bite tightly, gathered all their strength, and launched a general attack.

Arthur's knights were all dispatched, and the Roman Legion was also in full force. Hilarion and the other small barbarian countries also gave their best help.It seemed that everyone felt that this was the last time the coalition forces cooperated.

At the end of August in Camelot 230, the coalition forces tried their best to encircle and wipe out one-fifth of Attila's troops, which was a huge force of 8 people.As for the wounded, the number was several times more than this.Such a result forced the aggressors to retreat back to their home in the east, and Derangel led the coalition forces to pursue him until he was driven out of the border of the Roman Empire.

After the news reached Rome, cheers erupted in the Eternal City.Drangel and his army were greeted as heroes, and everyone was rewarded and praised.Although Lu Xiashi behaved reserved and restrained, in fact he was more pleased than any of his subjects.He left Derangel at the palace and entertained him lavishly.Derangel had to stay in Rome, celebrating the victory with the people, while his allies in the Allied Forces remained in the border areas of the empire to serve as defensive forces.

"Your Excellency, this arrangement is good. Go back and have fun, and leave us here to enjoy the cool breeze." Arthur sarcastically half-truthfully.

Amferopol, who stayed in the station, retorted calmly and with a decent smile: "Of course not. If the Governor is really as you said, then I will not stay, let alone invite you and Hilarian His Majesty is coming."

"Speaking of which," Arthur restrained his sarcasm, his eyes wandered between the two people opposite him a few times, "I'm here too, so you can talk openly about what you guys are going to do."

Amferopol and Hilarion made eye contact in the air, and the former consciously gave up the stage and retired to the translator.After Hilarian took over the right to speak, he said straight to the point: "We are planning to assassinate Attila."

"The specific plan is in place, but the assassination candidate is still pending. A few days ago, I heard that your subordinates took in a young Frankish girl. I think she is the assassin I need." He didn't seem to intend to be polite to Arthur at all. , "Give her to me."

Arthur knew that he was talking about Idike who defected to them more than a month ago, but he didn't remember that this matter was reported to Visigoth or any party in Rome.So he asked with some dissatisfaction: "Have you been monitoring the movements of our camp?"

Hilarion didn't seem to care much about this question, so Amferopol gave him a tactful answer: "Your Majesty Arthur," the secretary said calmly, "please don't worry about it, none of us is watching Your intentions. What we have learned is nothing but necessary information to help integrate and coordinate the coalition forces. Everything is to enhance the combat effectiveness of the coalition forces, so please don’t be offended.”

Although this answer seemed very decent, Arthur still felt unhappy in his heart, but he also knew that it was not good to have an attack, so he could only continue to listen to Hilarion's words calmly.

"I plan to let that Frankish girl marry Attila as my sister Clanximera, and assassinate him on the wedding night. Marriage is a method used by many of Attila's enemies to calm things down. If the coalition forces have gone through After two wars of such a large scale, it doesn't seem very abrupt to make such a bad move. The key is that the bride herself must master as many assassination skills as possible in the shortest possible time, which is why I came to you now. said Hilary Ryan.

Arthur had decided against him from the very first sentence. "Using and sacrificing innocent people is not my style."

Seeing his righteous expression, Hilarian sneered, and said nonchalantly: "If sacrificing her can get Attila's death, does it mean that she used her life to protect thousands of people? Do you like some sayings? The same protection, you must also feel that protecting more people will give you a sense of accomplishment, right Mr. Knight?"

The disdain and ridicule when he said the word "knight" successfully aroused Arthur's anger, and he said angrily: "As you said, it is up to you, me and our respective armies to defend the people and cities behind us." The responsibility is not hers! I will not hand her over to you, so please find another way."

At this time, Anferopol came out to smooth things over again at just the right time: "Please calm down. To be honest, the coalition forces have been able to push the front line here, and they have fulfilled the mission at the beginning of their formation, and they have really reached their limit. The enemy is precisely On the contrary, they returned to the base camp, which is very conducive to launching a counterattack against us. If they really do this, the coalition forces will be absolutely powerless. When that time comes, you will also be one of the victims."

Although his words were much softer and more pleasing to the ear, they were still essentially singing the same tune as Hilarion.The two of them made a bad face and the other sang a bad face, leaving no room for Arthur to refuse at all.It's just that Hilarian was more reckless. Before he left, he said, "Whether to save her or save us all, you can decide for yourself——Your Excellency, the benevolent and fair Knight King?"

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Arthur had a dark face when he returned to his station.

It was already very late at night, and even the border in peacetime did not have the tense atmosphere of wartime, and the night was as quiet and peaceful as other places.However, some lights are still on, such as the one reflected in Arthur's eyes at this time - I have to admit that when Arthur saw that there was still light coming out of the room of the head of the knights, Arthur felt his own pain. I feel a little better.

He walked upstairs, and when he opened the door and entered, he saw Kai lying on the bed and falling asleep.Arthur was thinking whether to wake him up, but the other party opened his eyes because he heard him enter the room.Arthur saw a sharp look on his face when he just woke up, but after seeing that it was him, he relaxed his nerves.A warrior's self-awareness, he thought.

"... Finished talking? What did you say?" Kai sat up straight, stretched out his hand to rake his hair, yawned, and asked sleepily.

Mentioning this, Arthur's face turned pale again. "It's too late today...I'll send someone to send Yidike away tomorrow. Go back to her hometown, or put her in a safer place. They want her to be an assassin, which is absolutely impossible."

"Assassin?" Kai was clearly confused.

And it was Arthur who relayed Hilarian's plan to him, and this time expressed his dissatisfaction unabashedly: "The two of them are joining hands to deceive me-I have no room to refuse! It's just arrogant, It’s too bullying! But I won’t just do what they want, and I have my own principles to stick to—I can’t push Yidike to the cusp of things that have nothing to do with her, it’s no different from bullying women and children, And I swore I would never do that."

Kay asked, "What if Yidike doesn't participate in this plan? Do they have a plan?"

Arthur said, "Sure. But they won't tell me."

Kai didn't speak for a while, seemed to be in deep thought, then his brow furrowed slightly. "If this is the case, no matter whether the assassination is successful or not, we will not be involved..."

"Yes," said Arthur.

Kai looked up at him, his brown eyes held an ancient scroll-like calm under the dim light: "Once it fails, shall we bear the loss together?"

"...I think so." Arthur hesitated before saying, "If a new war breaks out, it is impossible for us not to be affected."

"Ah, that's a little tricky," Kay said lightly, in a tone of mock relief.

Arthur had to admit: "Yes, I also thought about this on the way back... If the assassination is successful, then we will not be included in the distribution of benefits afterwards, and it will become more difficult to gain a firm foothold in the European continent, and it will be difficult to implement The next move; if the assassination fails, the exhausted troops will be involved in the next war. It is indeed a dilemma."

"But... that's not the reason why I agreed to Hilarion's request and sent Idike out." The warm candle light flickered in Arthur's golden eyes, "I am a knight. A knight swears to protect the weak, and I will Practice it with your life——I ask my knight so much, so I should ask myself this way.”

"...But don't forget, you also swore to devote all your strength to the prosperity of the kingdom. According to the promise made during the coronation and the expectations Merlin set long ago, shouldn't you—"

"—No. I'm a king, yes, but I'm a knight first—" Arthur had a troubled look on his face.

Kay smiled. "The spirit of chivalry is in conflict with your royal way, Arthur." His words were light and light, but they fell on Arthur's heart with a crisp sound, "Which one are you going to insist on?"

The answer seemed to come out of his mouth, then slipped to his lips and fell back.Arthur opened his mouth, as if he was also surprised, more contradictory.

——If there is no skin, the hair will not be attached, and the king's position is more important.

——If there is no faith, how can there be glory, and the creed of the knight is even more noble.

"I'm going to..." Arthur suddenly felt that his confidence was not as strong as before in front of Hilarion.

The author has something to say: OTZ should have been posted last weekend

Originally, the content of one chapter was written in two chapters, and the next chapter will be published this weekend.

☆、Knight and King

That assassination plot still continued to grow.In this conspiracy, Amferopol can be said to have betrayed his current chief in a sense.Because this plan was conspired by him and Hilarian, he never sent anyone to inform Derangel, and even deliberately concealed it.They all knew that Dranger and Attila were old acquaintances, and they were afraid that he would come out to stop them, so they deliberately tried every means to bypass him.

However, the absence of the Drangels does not mean that he has severed contact with the coalition forces. Even though Anferopol carefully guarded against the leakage of news, there are still people in the army who report all the troubles to the governor.Soon, the plan proposed by Hilarion came to Derangel's hands as it was, and the governor was taken aback. He couldn't help saying goodbye to the Roman emperor, and rushed back to the coalition army overnight.

At that time, the small group planning the conspiracy was discussing a certain link in the plan, and Sadan's voice came out vaguely: "...but someone must spread the news before, and use the peace talks to buy time..."

Hilarian, who was sitting across from him, suddenly raised his head, looked behind him, and raised the corner of his mouth vaguely: "Yes, my lord governor, who do you think should do this?"

Everyone sitting around the table turned their heads in unison, especially Amferopol who looked the most flustered.Outside the door, the moonlight painted the indifferent outline of the golden mask. Hilarion looked at the person who was still breathing, with a mysterious interest in his green eyes.

After everyone had left, Derangel went in and closed the door.Just now he stopped the assassination plan in a blunt tone, and told all the people present to leave.Amferopol seemed to want to stay and explain something, but after being slapped fiercely by the governor (due to the greatly reduced effect of the mask), he walked away in despair.Hilarion doesn't need to take off his mask now, but he also knows that the guy in front of him must have a bad face.

"Did you propose it?" Derangel's question was still firm.

Hilarion shrugged: "Don't you think this method saves time, effort and trouble?"

"...Where are you putting me?" The Governor's voice began to be tinged with anger, "I am the commander of the coalition forces. How dare you continue to carry out this kind of thing without telling me? What do you think of Rome?"

Hilarion retorted: "Would you agree if I told you?"

"Of course not!" Derangel blurted out.

Hilarion sneered ironically. "Then it's over. Since you found out and came back to stop me, why should I tell you?" As he spoke, he brushed past Drangel, and walked towards the door as if nothing had happened, feeling hypocritically as he walked: "The governor Your Excellency—I don’t know what you’re thinking of? You’re such a hopeless, weak nostalgic—”

"Stop!" Derangel shouted almost subconsciously, but Hilarion really stopped, and now Derangel himself didn't know what to say.

"Did I say you wrong?" Hilarian turned her head and looked at the other party innocently, "Isn't that the same thing that happened over and over again-you were exiled by the Visigoths and went to the east to be a proton. Deep friendship or something—you had a good time in the East! But it’s a pity, now that he has a family, a house and a place to come back and beat you, but you still remember the old love and try to convince him Retirement--it's ridiculous--what an impression the old days have made on you!"

Hilarion hardly said so many words in one breath. After he finished speaking, he felt that his mind was a little numb, and he didn't know what illogical things he said.Derangel, however, heard every word clearly, looked at Hilarion, and murmured, shaking his head, "You're jealous. Hilarion, you're jealous."

Hilarion showed a contemptuous expression as if he had heard some absurd strange talk, but some of the embarrassment of being exposed was involuntarily mixed in, so his face appeared a little distorted.

"What are you talking about?" The sharp sneer was decisive and stern, "What's the point of talking about this after so many years? Your Excellency—you betrayed me first!"

Derangel still disagreed with the implementation of the assassination plan. He threatened to disband the coalition forces, but Hilarion was determined to kill Attila this time and was unmoved at all.The conflict between the two escalated further, and Derangel really announced the disbandment of the coalition forces. With the Romans in command, other Gallic barbarian troops also withdrew, leaving only Hilarion and Arthur, facing the number of soldiers entrenched in the base camp. One hundred thousand enemy troops.Although Hilarion was in an embarrassing situation at this time, she also had a lot less worries, so she sent