This is the most common fir-tree grove at the Luley University of Technology. Eisenberg had been lying here for more than an hour, looking up at the sky obscured by green branches.

He wished he could have drunk more.

In this way, I was really drunk, and I couldn't hear the chatter of the person next to me.

"Okay, your wine should be awake, and there is no one around, so let's continue the conversation just now."

Eisenberg sat up and said gloomily, "Why are you so concerned about this?" ”

Duchamp earnestly raised an index finger to the sky: "Curiosity is one of the characteristics of human beings, not to mention that after what you just said, my curiosity has increased unabated. In this world, not everything can be forgotten casually. ”

"As you can tell, you can't just forget everything. I'll tell you all about everything I know right now. ”

"My last name, Ricars, is a lineage of military men who have been honored to serve in the army for generations. On the outskirts of the capital, Heimdall, there is a small area of honor, and a small castle that is allowed to be built as a lord.

As a child, my father often came back in a dazzling military uniform, and his figure shone on tall horses. 'Eisenberg, when you grow up, follow your father's example. Be a real man. My mother said to me.

Everything changed in 1192.

It was a shameless conspiracy. At court, the struggle between the nobles and the commoners intensified, and the aging prime minister, Earl Price, was already overwhelmed, and the reformers were always thinking about how to completely snatch the power of the country from the hands of the nobles.

These things had nothing to do with my family at all, and sadly, my mother's last name happened to be Price, and she belonged to an ordinary descendant of the Prime Minister's family. So, a conspiracy unfolded.

His father's duty was to command a permanent army at the Haken Gate, between the Empire and the Kingdom of Libel, with the rank of lieutenant colonel, where he had served for ten years. He has never had the prejudice of so-called nobles and commoners, as long as he is capable, he will vigorously promote him. He had under him many young civilian officers, several of whom I had seen as a child. Unexpectedly, it was this group of people who buried their father.

The young officers, who privately formed a society called the "Sons of Blood," whose members included not only the army under my father's command, but also other armies, whose famous words were: 'This country needs a baptism of blood and fire before it can be renewed.' ’

My father had heard about it, but he thought it was just a private act of a group of people, and he said, 'It's better for young people to be hot,' and didn't intervene in any way, and it became his crime.

In 1192, in the court, the question of whether the country should carry out large-scale reforms or develop steadily was a topic that had been discussed for a long time, and the old prime minister was a representative of the moderate faction. He advocated appropriate reductions in armaments, maintaining only sufficient military strength to balance the armed forces of various countries, and then making every effort to develop the national economy.

This prudent plan was supported by the majority of the people in the cabinet, however, it was contrary to the demands of the other faction. That faction was called the Radicals, or the Mains faction, and advocated maintaining the strong position of the Empire, annexing the weaker countries around it, and obtaining the resources that the Empire lacked, in order to smoothly develop the national economy.

After the old prime minister's plan was passed, the radicals gradually became unpopular, and their power in the court was declining, at this time, they hatched a conspiracy against the old prime minister, and the one they chose was my father.

Everything was planned, by directly instigating certain young officers under my father's command to convince them that the moderates were the greatest enemies that hindered the development of the empire. In addition, certain policies of the moderate, such as arms reduction, have touched the interests of the military. And so, a plan with the endorsement of many people began.

By creating trouble on the border and provoking a war with the Kingdom of Liber, the Cabinet will not only be unable to reduce the budget for the army, but will also have to increase it substantially. Of course, the main battle faction will naturally be able to move to the center of politics.

This incident is the Hamel Village Massacre, an ordinary village on the border between the Empire and the Kingdom of Liber, which was slaughtered by a group of skilled soldiers, and then the slaughterer threw down some weapons and armor of the Kingdom of Liber at the scene of the accident.

As the closest resident army to the place of the incident, my father personally went to the scene to investigate, and according to him, the scene had been burned by fire to the point where no trace had been left, but despite this, it could still be seen that the person who did this work was professional, from killing people to setting fire to retreating, both cruel and highly military.

From the bottom of his heart, he didn't quite believe that King Liber would do such a thing.

He has been stationed at the border for ten years and has never heard of anything like it.

However, the situation did not allow him to think like this, and the incident spread throughout the court at an extraordinary speed, and everyone asked the emperor to send troops to retaliate. The moderates were in an embarrassment.

In response to the so-called justice, the court quickly reached a decision to send troops to the Liber Kingdom, and the Hundred Days War began in a hurry.

The dramatic turn of events occurred just a month after the expedition.

The plan, which had been endorsed by many people, was suddenly revealed, and the 'Bloody Son' became a serious suspect, and a large number of gendarmes entered the front line and arrested many officers in the regiment. Some of them confessed that they had heard of or participated in the discussion of the plan, and some officers even accused my father of being the mastermind behind the whole plan, thus implicating the prime minister and the cabinet.

The whole incident became a big quagmire, all the people became prey in it, and the political situation of the country fell into a mess.

In the end, as it was not clear who was the real mastermind and who was the executor of the plan, His Majesty announced the reorganization of the government, and Osborne became the new prime minister to adjudicate and deal with the aftermath of the matter.

When Osborne came to power, he took a drastic approach, ordering all active duty officers who had been shown to have prior knowledge of the plan to be self-defeated, to send all suspects home, and to wipe the village of Hamel off the map in order to eliminate the effects.

My father wouldn't have come to such a point, and the initial ruling was just to want him to retire on his own. However, he angered the members of the mission by publicly defending his young officers, believing that they would not have instigated the massacre of his own nationals in any case, and persisting in demanding a thorough investigation into the Mel massacre.

In the end, it was ruled that even if he was not the mastermind of the matter, he was guilty of failing to investigate his subordinate officers, and should be held responsible for the matter, and in addition to being dismissed from military duty, he was also deprived of his territory and property.

My father was a stubborn man who insisted that he shouldn't come home so undignified. He went outside the palace and asked to see the emperor, who would publicly try the matter, and if he was still found guilty, he would kill himself on the spot to thank the people.

He knelt outside the palace for a long time, and did not see the emperor, when one of his attendants came out and told him: 'If you can go home now, you will be the greatest contribution to the country.' ’

My father returned home in despair, lit a fire, threw the unranked uniform into the fire, and burned it. From then on, he was completely decadent, and he lived with wine every day. ”