The sky is dark, and everything is silent. Except for the occasional meteor in the sky, everything seemed to fall silent. In the middle of the continent, there is a city that never sleeps, and the lights in the city are endless, even lighting up the nearby sky, this is the capital of the empire, the pride of the empire, the city of Saint-Caron.

At this moment, in the aristocratic district of the city, there are constant voices of disputes. "The cavalry of the Empire paid too much attention to the thickness of the armor, which led to them being played by the cavalry of the Barbarians, and did not come to the aid of the main force in time, which led to the defeat of the Empire. "What you said is too one-sided, the biggest mistake of the empire this time is to choose Duke Witz as the main general, he is an old man, too stable, and missed many fighters encountered in the early stage. ”

At this time, a burst of applause interrupted the dispute between the two aristocratic youths. "Both of them have unique ideas, and I think if they could have been involved in the decision-making of this campaign, the outcome of the war would probably have been different. But after talking for so long, are you thirsty?" said a handsome man in a well-dressed manner, smiling. "Of course, Carlos!" After their verbal war, they were thirsty, and they replied hastily.

"Hearing such a masterpiece, I am not wronged to wait here. The two looked at each other, they were arguing too seriously, and there was a noble lady standing next to them, Charlotte was holding black tea in her hand, looking at them with a smile, and quickly took the tea, and thanked her repeatedly: "I didn't expect us to be able to let Miss Charlotte of the Hill family bring us tea, it's a great honor!" After Charlotte thanked her, she also sat down and sighed: "If only fighting a war would be as easy as drinking tea." ”

"yes, it's as easy as drinking tea. Carlos Hill somehow repeated his sister's words, his eyes as clear as sapphire looked out the window at the lights of the house, not knowing what he was thinking.

In an old hut on the distant imperial frontier that Carlos was looking at, Russell slowly opened his eyes, recalling the long old dreams he had experienced, and his heart was shocked. In his dreams, he once rode the mountains and rivers on a long and endless steel dragon, and also flew over the sky on a huge iron bird, all kinds of strange languages, strange knowledge and customs, and strange countries were amazing, thousands of times more wonderful than the travelogues he had seen when he was a child, as if he had experienced it himself. "Is this my past life? I used to be like this? I've been through all of these things, haven't I?" Russell covered his head, puzzled.

At this time, a rough hand stroked Russell's shoulder and asked, "Young Master, you're awake, it's really good!" Russell looked up, and it turned out that the housekeeper was looking at him with concern. Russell forced a smile: "I'm fine, by the way, how is our family?"

The housekeeper smiled bitterly and replied: "It's all gone, the servants in the family have been dismissed by me, the family's land and money and treasures have been taken away by the soldiers, and the castle is temporarily guarded by the soldiers, so we can only see which guy will be sealed here next time and take over our castle." Young master, you are frightened today, can you rest for a while?" Russell nodded, lay down, and soon fell into a deep sleep. The housekeeper looked at the sleeping Young Master Russell, could only smile bitterly, covered his quilt, and walked out slowly.

The next day, at dawn, Russell woke up from his dream, remembering yesterday's dream, and although it was not clear, he was sure that the dream he had been from his previous life. He got dressed and walked outside, and after the night, the sun was still scorching and harsh, Russell put down his hand to shade the sun, and looked at the lush trees, the bustling town, and he understood that his new life had now begun.