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When bodyguard walked quickly towards Constantine, Cyrus was distracted. Listening to the message from the bodyguard, Constantine's expression changed from calm to serious. He nodded in response and gestured for the bodyguard to leave.
As the bodyguard departed, Constantine turned to Cyrus with a serious expression: "The legion commander needs to see you. He wants you to go to his tent immediately." Cyrus stood up, his face showing a hint of seriousness. He nodded at Constantine and then finished the drink in his hand, feeling the alcohol spread through his body. Turning to the surrounding soldiers, he said firmly, "Brothers, let's call it a night for now. Leave the rest of the celebration to Constantine's deputy. I have something to take care of."
The soldiers were initially reluctant, trying to persuade Cyrus to stay, but seeing his expression, they gradually quieted down and expressed understanding. One of the soldiers raised his glass and said loudly, "Centurion, we look forward to your triumphant return!"
Cyrus smiled, nodded to them, and then turned away from the campfire, heading towards Pluto, the legion commander's tent. Under the night sky, the laughter by the campfire gradually faded, and his footsteps sounded particularly clear in the quiet night. His heart was filled with doubt and anticipation, not knowing what the legion commander wanted to see him for.
Cyrus stood in front of the tent of Legion commander, with two imposing bodyguards standing like steel sculptures. Their armor gleamed in the campfire light, and their eyes peered sharply through the narrow slits of their helmets at Cyrus. Their hands rested lightly on their weapons at their waists, ready to draw at a moment's notice, a silent and stern warning that they approached anyone near Legion commander's tent with caution.
One of the bodyguards spoke in a deep and serious voice, "Halt, centurion. Entry to Legion commander's tent requires inspection."
Cyrus understood that this was routine, and he knew that the safety of Legion commander was crucial. So, he nodded to express his agreement and cooperation. He slowly raised his hands to show he was harmless. The bodyguards quickly and professionally conducted a search, skillfully and decisively ensuring that Cyrus did not have any hidden weapons or items that could threaten Legion commander's safety.
After the search was completed, one of the bodyguards nodded, indicating that Cyrus could enter. Cyrus adjusted his attire lightly, straightened his collar with his hand, and took a deep breath, trying to calm his nervous emotion. His mind was filled with curiosity and anticipation for the upcoming conversation.
Cyrus cautiously lifted the curtain of the tent, revealing a dim and quiet interior. He stepped slowly into the tent, where he was met with a simple yet solemn scene: Legion commander Pluto sat on a makeshift wooden chair in the center of the tent, his gaze steady and profound, seemingly contemplating important matters. The atmosphere inside the tent was solemn and grave, and Cyrus could feel the weight of power and decision-making it held.
Cyrus's heart began to race as he realized that this would be a crucial meeting, one that could determine his future path within the legion. He took a deep breath, steadying himself and preparing to face whatever might come his way.
Cyrus knelt respectfully, preparing to speak, but was interrupted by Pluto's raised hand. Pluto's voice, authoritative yet gentle, said, "You don't need to be so formal, Cyrus. Please stand up."
Feeling Pluto's tolerance and understanding, Cyrus carefully stood up, maintaining a respectful distance. Pluto's gaze was steady, his face showing a hint of weariness, but within that weariness, there was still unwavering determination and resolve.
Pluto's gaze fell on Cyrus, and he said, "Cyrus, you did well today. Lucius's behavior has seriously violated military discipline, and your decisive handling of the matter proves your ability and determination."
Cyrus humbly nodded, but there was a hint of subtle emotion in his eyes that was not easily detectable. Pluto seemed to notice this and continued, "I know that executing a fellow soldier is not an easy task, but as soldiers, we must always remember that discipline and justice are above all. Your actions today are not only a punishment for Lucius, but also a reminder to the entire legion."
Cyrus listened to Pluto's words, and although there was some struggle and contradiction in his heart, he also understood the deep meaning contained in Pluto's words. His eyes gradually became firm, as if at this moment, he had a deeper understanding of his identity and responsibility. At this point, Cyrus's eyes revealed a determined resolve as he said to Pluto, "Legion commander, you called me here, surely not just to flatter me. There must be something else, right?"
Pluto's smile carried a warmth akin to that of an elder, as he responded, "Haha... indeed, you're quite clever. Is this something you learned from Constantine?" His tone was light and friendly, seemingly attempting to ease the atmosphere.
Cyrus smiled slightly and spoke with respect, " Constantine is indeed a good mentor, but I hope to learn and grow in all aspects."
At this moment, Pluto's gaze pierced through the shadows of the tent, looking directly at Cyrus with a hint of undeniable seriousness in his tone, " Cyrus, you know how deeply today's events have affected us. Lucius' actions not only disrupted our military discipline, but also angered the local villagers. They are hostile towards us, and if we continue to stay here, it may lead the entire camp into greater danger."
Pluto stood up and paced back and forth with a serious expression, "Therefore, we must take immediate action and penetrate deep into the inland of Britain. This is not only a military operation, but also a political consideration. We need to establish a stable presence in this land, find a safe place to station, and pave the way for our long-term goals."
Listening to Pluto's words, Cyrus felt the weight of the situation, but at the same time, he had a determined resolve. He responded solemnly, " Legion commander, I understand your intention. I will lead my troops to ensure the safety of our advance and find a suitable new station for the legion."
Pluto stopped and gazed at Cyrus, seemingly evaluating the young centurion: "Cyrus, I chose you because you have both courage and wisdom, and you can make the right choices in adversity. This mission is crucial for us, and we must ensure the safety and efficiency of the legion. It's a test, but I believe you are up to the task."
Cyrus listened earnestly, understanding the importance of the mission even more. He replied firmly, "I will do my best and not disappoint you, Legion commander."
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