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Lucius shook the sword in his hand with a smug look on his face, mocking Cyrus and saying, "Oh... my, Cyrus, are you such a righteous young centurion? What do you want here? To teach me a lesson?"
Cyrus's face turned even colder, his eyes filled with unwavering determination. He spoke in a thunderous voice, " Lucius, your actions have crossed the line of the army! Not only have you violated military regulations, but you have also indiscriminately killed innocents, betraying the honor and responsibility of being a Roman officer. If these actions are not desertion, then what are they?"
Lucius's smile gradually froze, and a hint of madness and unease appeared in his eyes. He tightened his grip on the sword hilt, seeming to hesitate whether to confront Cyrus, but also revealing a fear of the consequences of his actions.
The atmosphere in the room was extremely tense, as if filled with the smell of imminent gunpowder. Cyrus tightly gripped the sword hilt, ready to strike at any moment. He would not let someone like Lucius continue to harm the innocent; he had to take action, for justice, for the glory of the Roman legion.
Lucius's eyes flashed with a hint of madness, a sly smile curled at the corner of his mouth as he looked disdainfully at Cyrus, taunting, "Defection? Ha, I am the one truly carrying out the will of Rome! Look at these barbarians, they don't deserve to live in this world. Everything I do is simply carrying out the duty of a Roman soldier. I am cleaning up these savages, unlike Pluto, that coward, who only hides in their villages, pretending to seek peace!"
His eyes were full of contempt, his voice dripping with sarcasm, as if in his world, his actions were the embodiment of justice. Lucius revealed a hint of arrogance at the corner of his mouth, his sword pointed at the trembling girl on the ground, his eyes showing no mercy or remorse.
Cyrus felt a chill in his heart, facing Lucius's twisted beliefs and cruel actions, he felt deep anger and sorrow. In his eyes, Lucius was no longer a respected centurion, but a traitor who betrayed the honor and values of the Roman legion. Cyrus's gaze became firm, he knew he had to take action to end this absurd tragedy.
Cyrus's face darkened like the sky before a storm, his eyes revealed determination and fury. He waved his hand back, signaling his soldiers to gradually approach Lucius. Cyrus said coldly, "Go, report your madness to the Legion commander! You lunatic!"
The soldiers followed closely, their steps firm and unified as they surrounded Lucius. Their eyes were resolute, and their weapons were ready to respond to any sudden situation. Seeing this, Lucius, in a moment of desperation, waved his sword, the blade drawing streaks of silver light in the air, attempting to fend off the approaching soldiers in fear.
However, Lucius's frantic actions seemed to be in vain, as the soldiers, in perfect coordination, were not swayed by his struggles. They slowly closed in, forming an impenetrable encirclement that left Lucius with no way to escape. Cyrus stood to the side, his gaze sharp as he watched Lucius, ready to give the order for his arrest at any moment. Filled with anger and disappointment at Lucius's betrayal and brutality, Cyrus felt even more resolute in his loyalty to the Roman legion and justice at this moment.
Lucius suddenly had a sly and evil smile on his face, with a glint of madness and despair in his eyes. Just as the soldiers were about to surround him, he made a shocking move. He quickly turned and, like a cornered beast, rushed towards the terrified girl cowering in the corner. With a cold blade in his hand, he held it menacingly at the helpless girl's throat, screaming madly, "Don't come any closer! Stay back, all of you!"
The girl was roughly held in front of Lucius, tears of fear streaming down her face. Her cries and screams filled the room, making the atmosphere even more tense and dangerous. Her eyes were filled with terror and despair, feeling helpless against this sudden violence and threat.
Cyrus and the soldiers immediately stopped in their tracks, a hint of hesitation and concern flashing in their eyes. Cyrus furrowed his brow, acutely aware of the seriousness of the situation. They couldn't afford to act recklessly, as it might result in harm to the innocent girl. Lucius's reckless actions undoubtedly pushed the situation to an even more dangerous edge. Cyrus took a deep breath, trying to maintain composure, contemplating how to handle this tricky situation.
Cyrus's voice rang out, firm and commanding, striving to maintain reason and composure: "Lucius! Stop this pointless struggle! Release the girl and stop wasting time!"
However, Lucius seemed to have lost his sanity long ago. A crazy smile hung on his face, and his eyes sparkled with unpredictable light. Arrogantly, he responded, "I don't give a damn! I don't care about you!" Before the words had even fallen, he suddenly pushed the panicked girl forward with force, at the same time pointing his sword at her, seemingly signaling the soldiers to clear the way for him.
Cyrus's gaze became even sharper, his hand tightly gripping the hilt of his sword, ready to respond to any sudden developments. His eyes were fixed on Lucius, trying to find clues to resolve this crisis from the actions of this mad soldier. The surrounding air seemed to have frozen, and everyone was waiting for what would happen next, the atmosphere tense to the extreme.
Lucius's behavior has far exceeded reasonable limits, and his madness and brutality have made the situation difficult to control. Cyrus is well aware that he must act cautiously, as any wrong decision could lead to irreparable consequences. He is both angry and composed, trying to find a path that can protect the hostages and subdue Lucius.
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