Two days later, Issos, the consul's residence. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The atmosphere in the council chamber was somewhat solemn, and no one had spoken since everyone had taken their seats, allowing the dullness to ferment in the air. Keros and Agathon sat on either side of the long table, looking at the dossier describing the fight. The posture of the two men is surprisingly the same, both hands on the table, their backs straight, only their heads down, facing each other in the air, like two stag fighting in the air. Elise represented the Emperor as the arbiter, holding the magnificent sword of Bacchus and sitting on the throne; And Justus, who served as mediator, sat across from her, and behind him stood Priest Wendir.

"How long are you going to be silent, two parties?" Justes tapped on the table in annoyance, "If silence solves the problem, then we'll sit here until we get old!" ”

"I don't have much to say," Agathon looked up, his face expressionless, but his eyes looked at Keros aggressively, "it was the Ten-Captains who hit first, and the Shadow Wing who made the first move." If they had handed over the beaters early in the morning, the tragedy that followed would not have happened. ”

"No soldier of the Empire betrays his comrades." Keros said quietly.

"But it won't be punched or kicked at another soldier!" Agathon was enraged by Kairos's attitude, "Protecting your comrades is not the same thing as sheltering criminals!" ”

"And every soldier of the empire has it his duty to obey orders." "But your subordinate named Tonnarus left his post with a full two hundred men!" I'll admit it was my men who made the first move, but it was nothing more than a bar brawl at best. It's your troops who really stir up the trouble! Keros slammed his fist on the long table, and the back of his hand erupted with rage, and he shouted, "Agathon! ”

"That's how you led the soldiers? A captain of the Immortal Knights left the garrison with his subordinates to surround the camp of friendly troops without authorization, just to vent his anger on his nephew who had his teeth knocked out? The weapons in their hands are used to defend against foreign enemies in the Empire, not in private combat! And you, as the new Grand Master after His Majesty the Emperor, instead of reviewing your own ineffective discipline, are bent on shirking responsibility? ”

The military consul's anger came so suddenly, like a torrent of fury pouring out on the long table. Facing this majestic anger, Agathon was even more arrogant in an instant, and the momentum of the famous general of the mountain pressed him to the chair and could not move.

"I'll leave it here, Agathon." Kairos's expression softened slightly, but his tone was still not good, and there seemed to be a scorching spark beating between his words, "The two of us, the supreme military commander of the Shadow Wing and the grand master of the Immortal Knights, learn from those stunned young men in their twenties to duel, and fight bare-chested, not to mention knocking out a few teeth, even if we break a few bones, it will not be enough to make trouble to Your Majesty, and if we die, we will become a joke among our colleagues in the future." But if we each lead our troops, and the white blade enters and the red blade goes out, then the nature of the matter is completely different. ”

Agathon's face changed suddenly: "Kairos! What do you mean? ”

"It's the simplest meaning." Kairos said coldly, "If you want to hear something extraneous, I can send guards to buy me a pair of white gloves and throw them in front of you, and then we will go to the gladiatorial arena of Issos." ”

"Enough!" Justes finally spoke up and stopped Keros, "The more you talk, the more out of place." He turned to Agathon, "Now what we have to do is not to investigate, but to deal with the aftermath." In this rush, how can the family of the deceased be appeased? What to do with the injured? ”

"If it's just the aftermath, what do you want me to do?" Agathon grimaced and choked Justes, "I'm going to have to give an explanation to the immortals. ”

"Confession?" Justus pressed his hand on the table, and Agathon's reaction made him a little displeased, "I'll give you an explanation first, according to the laws of the Empire, Tonnarus is fully responsible for this fight, that's it." ”

"But Tonaros is dead, what about the others? All dismissals and expulsion from the military? Agathon said with a thorn in his words, "Nearly thirty middle and high-ranking officers and a hundred or so immortal knights, all of them are reduced to commoners?" He looked at Keros defiantly, "And what about those involved in the Shadow Band?" ”

Justes frowned slightly, and exchanged glances with Priest Wendir, both of whom realized how tricky the matter was: although according to the laws of the Empire, friendly forces fought each other, and the main culprit and accomplice were punished on the spot, and those involved were dismissed from their posts and expelled from the army; However, both sides of this battle are the most elite troops of the Empire, each of them is a tough guy who has bathed in blood and fire, many of them are non-commissioned officers with excellent military qualities, and many of them are even expected to put iron rings on their forearms within five years, or be promoted to centurion of the Shadow Wing. The Empire was already devastated after the defeat at Turbuk, and the new recruits could not form a stable and reliable combat force in a short period of time, and any veteran soldiers were valuable assets before that, and could not afford to squander them so wantonly. In this context, the intricate family forces behind some aristocratic officers can be ignored.

Kairos shrugged his shoulders and suddenly kicked the ball at Elise, who was speechless: "Since the princess is plenipotentiary on behalf of His Majesty, please also make a fair ruling." ”