"Oh, you are Lord Urban, the hero of the empire~ Forgive me for never being to Istanbul, I have only heard your name, and today I finally have the privilege of meeting the real person. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Zheng Fei brought a glass of red and clear wine from the plate held by the maid, and smiled in a friendly manner.

On Urban's face, an unnatural smile squeezed out, and he picked up a glass of spirits, sighed faintly, and took a sip.

"Everyone says I'm a hero, but I know that in the eyes of many people, I'm a heinous sinner. He put down his glass, his brow filled with deep sorrow and helplessness.

Without waiting for Zheng Fei to ask, he looked up at the crystal lamp on the ceiling as if talking to himself, and muttered about the past.

Zheng Fei was not impatient with his story, on the contrary, he was very willing to listen to this medieval legend tell him about his life, and get to know him a little better, so that it would be easier to get along in the future.

"I don't remember how long it was ten years ago, when I was known as the most brilliant artillery designer in all of Europe, and I came to Constantinople to serve the Emperor with a desire to show off my talents. ”

"But, in spite of all the ideas of super-artillery in my head, the dying Byzantine Empire's finances were too dry to afford the expensive artillery casting, and I couldn't even afford my allowance. ”

"Then one day, I sneaked out while the guards were out of stock, and with what little dry food I had, I made a long journey to the capital of the Ottoman Empire and found the chieftain whom they called the Sultan. ”

"There, I received a lot of support from the royal family, my talent was displayed, and the cannons that had been in my mind for a long time were finally released. ”

"I didn't think about anything else, I just thought it would be enough to build a cannon, and it would be worth my life, but...... I was wrong. ”

"I forgot whether it was autumn or spring, and all the cannons I had personally built were transported outside of Constantinople to launch a general assault, and in the incessant screaming, countless cannonballs covered the sky and the sun, and fell on the proud walls of this historic city, destroying them in an instant. ”

"The battle, which can almost be called crushing, caused countless Byzantines to die in the streets, and the once prosperous ancient city was bleeding in a day. ”

"I have become an indelible sinner, and in order to alleviate my sins, I beg the Sultan to stop the shelling, or I will be reviled by posterity. ”

"The Sultan said to me: Don't worry, I will let the historian write in the annals (Urban the maker of the earth-shattering cannon was killed on the spot when the cannon exploded. People don't care about someone who dies unexpectedly. ”

"Constantinople was taken without much effort, and I was regarded as a hero by the Ottoman Turks, and it stands to reason that I should have lived a beautiful life, but whenever I walked down the street, most of the people looked at me with hatred, and in this way, I lived in self-reproach every day, and suffered for ten whole years. ”

At this point, Urban's story was over, and he grabbed the wine glass and put it to his lips and craned his neck, but he didn't even realize that it was empty.

A touch of melancholy, a touch of regret, in his pale blue eyes, poured out.

He held the empty wine glass in the palm of his hand, and curled up in front of him, immersed in the memory, distracted.

Seeing his wandering state, Zheng Fei also sighed silently, beckoned to the maid next to him, and asked for the whole plate of wine.

Urban's feelings are the same as those of another genius hundreds of years later, whose name is Albert Einstein.

On August 6, 1945, the first atomic bomb in human history exploded in Hiroshima, and the news reached Einstein's ears. ”

Presumably, no one with a conscience wants what he has created with his own hands to become a cruel and ruthless slaughtering machine.

......

Zheng Fei never bothered Urban, he sat on the side and tasted the wine, making eye contact with Santiago and others in the distance.

After a while, Urban came out of the painful memories, and his eyes began to brighten a little.

He added half a glass of wine, looked up and glanced at Zheng Fei, and then remembered that he had been with him, and smiled apologetically.

"Oh, sir, tell me your story. He shook his glass.

"Well, I don't have a story, I'm just a heavy cavalry officer fighting for the Empire. Zheng Fei wanted to get close to him, but he couldn't find a topic for a while, so he casually asked: "How are you doing in Istanbul?"

Unexpectedly, Urban shook his head decisively.

"You know, my greatest hobby is designing artillery, but since the fall of Constantinople ten years ago, there have been no such tough cities on the entire European continent, and the Ottomans don't need me at all, so I'm not only a sinner now, but also a big idler, doing nothing all day. ”

"Ever thought about leaving?"

Hearing this, Urban's fingers shook, and the cup almost fell to the ground.

After being stunned for a moment, he hurriedly smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I don't want to." ”

How could he confess his thoughts, knowing that the person in front of him was an Ottoman officer, and he would make what he said public at any time, and it would be a fantasy to want to run away when the time came.

A few years ago, after deciding that the cannon was useless, the Ottoman royal family sent an elite convoy to guard Urban.

Urban had the ability to influence the tide of battle, and the Ottoman Empire would never allow such a person to flee to the enemy country, which would greatly hinder the offensive of the imperial army, and if not, he would be defeated again and again.

The royal family had thought about getting rid of Urban, but after careful consideration, they thought it was inappropriate, after all, Urban was a great hero in the minds of the Turkish soldiers, and if he was to get rid of it like this, how many soldiers would be chilled? Moreover, no one could have predicted how the war situation would develop in the future, and perhaps Urban would be needed to play a key role.

Urban's status is glamorous on the surface, but in fact it is dispensable, without the slightest real power.

This is probably one of the reasons why no one came to talk to him at the banquet, otherwise even if he doesn't like to talk anymore, there will be a steady stream of people sticking to him like dogs.

But in this way, with Zheng Fei's intentions, a plan gradually brewed in his heart.

Now he can be sure that there is nothing wrong with Urban's side, and he has to think about how to get out of Istanbul. (To be continued.) )