"Mr. and Ms. Samaris, from the town of Konya, I, Nikivrus Theofano, write to you with a heavy heart, that your son, Kares Samaris of the Fifth Spartan Regiment, has died on the battlefield. ”

"I know the pain of losing a loved one, and I know that what I say here won't help. But I want you to understand that he's a good boy!"

"Yes, as his commander, and as the one who led him into the abyss of misfortune, I know that. ”

"For, at that time, the greatest enemy of our empire had declared war on us, and this time the enemy was no less than the name of the infidel that made us tremble at the sight of the name, and the green frenzy of the infidels' boundless cavalry, and at the moment when I was determined to strike at the heart of the enemies of our empire, and in the hope that our blow would save the whole empire from disaster, he, as a member of the Fifth Spartan Legion, raised his arm high under the gloomy sky of that day, and swore that he would carry on this war for the empire from which there would be no return！”

"I'll never forget what I was able to see that day. ”

"More than 9,000 Romans knew that this would be their end, but in the end, they did not hesitate to raise their right hand to me, indicating that they were willing to die for the glory of the Empire!"

"Don't they have wives and children and parents?"

"I don't think so. As it is true, the soldiers who died in the war had parents, wives and children who were far away, but they still raised their strong arms high. On that day, the innumerable Imperial Salute, the Fascist Fifth Spartan Legion, was like a sharp blade falling from the sky. Split the sky and brought light to the earth. ”

"This is our empire, this is the legion that guards our empire!"

"Carres is so great, and the Fifth Spartan Regiment in which he served is so great....it is the honor of my life to be able to lead such an army, and it is the greatest regret of my life not to be able to bring them all out of France, and I express once again the greatest sorrow for the death of Carres. I would also like to express my heartfelt gratitude to the Empire for having such a person like you, a parent who raised such a good Imperial soldier. ”

Looking at the pair of elderly people standing in front of the door and weeping silently, Fernando tried to hold back his tears so that his tears did not fall. He put away the letter he had just been reading, and handed it to the two elderly people opposite.

But after that sentence to take care, I couldn't help but shed tears.

As a veteran, a veteran who went from cavalry captain to corps commander. He has seen a lot of life and death. So he also looked down on death, but this time, he still felt the suppressed sadness in his chest and the tears in his astringent eyes.

Is it to cry over the death of a soldier?

No, he was crying for that Imperial legion called the Fifth Spartan Legion!

More than 9,000 people raised their right hands at the same time and swore an oath to the double-headed eagle banner of the empire, proving their loyalty with their lives, what a glorious scene!

When he closes his eyes, he can feel the sense of honor and responsibility!!

In the same way, he wrote hundreds of letters in a row, and the handwriting was the same. The content is not repeated at all and cry over the death letter.

How much effort did it take to write?

Originally, he thought that he was only invited to do this kind of mission to send a letter to the people of the empire to express his condolences from the imperial family in a somewhat solemn manner, but he did not expect that the death letter was actually written by the youngest son of Caesar. And the person who came is still that Your Majesty!

Fernando looked to his side, looking at that face, he felt his soul trembling, his blood boiling, and he wanted to return to the battlefield immediately and fight for that eagle banner!

"Next. ”

When he approached an ordinary cottage as if it were like death, Fernando saw the poor woman sitting on the ground next to the door with her hands over her prayers.

A frightened young girl and the man next to her hurriedly helped the woman on the ground: "Aunt Santos, Auntie, you are fine." ”

Before Fernando could speak, the eyes of the woman sitting on the ground opposite suddenly flashed with inexplicable brilliance: "My lord, are you in the wrong place?"

The young man in fancy clothes in front of the woman asked, "Is this Santos' house?"

The woman's last illusion was shattered, and Fernando took out the letter in his arms, and said in a heavy tone: "Madame wants..."

"Enough, I don't want to hear it. Two lines of tears rolled down the cheeks of the small-town woman.

Fernando handed the letter to the young man next to him, who took the envelope with trembling hands and opened it.

I saw that it said Sturnaras Santos.

"Next. ”

"My lord...."

The officer who followed Fernando had a somewhat ugly face.

"What's wrong?" asked Fernando.

The officer with the letter handed it over in silence.

Fernando looked at the same surname on the letter, and for a moment he didn't know how to speak, so he had to look at the woman on the ground in a daze.

"What's wrong?"

This is the question of His Majesty, and in the face of this question, Fernando stared for a long time before he replied in a low voice: "There is another one here, from Ekifs Santos." ”

The little girl looked incredulous, and the woman collapsed to the ground with black eyes.

The soldiers rushed to carry the woman back into the house, and it took a lot of treatment to wake the other person up. But the woman woke up and lost her temper, and she shouted angrily, "Get out!"

"Bastard, how can you talk like that!!"

A majestic voice frightened the simple country woman.

"Shut up. ”

A peaceful, pleasant voice echoed through the room.

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

"The letter we have delivered. We... Walk. ”

"Wait!" the young man in the room called out to the group of soldiers in fancy clothes, his hand holding the letter trembling, "can I join the army with you?"

"What?"

"What did you just say?"

"I want to join the army. ”

"I won't let you go!!," the woman's heart-rending cry echoed through the room. "This group of murderers has already killed your father and your brother, why are you going to go!!"

"No, mother! it was the French who killed my father and brother! Look at this letter, my father and brother died for the Empire, for the honor, for the glory of our Romans! My father's bravery impressed His Royal Highness at Bockham! My brother's sincerity was praised by the royal family. I'm the son of Spinaras, the son of a glorious Roman, and I'm going to do with these hands what they can't!

"I'm not allowed!! I'm not allowed to !! our Santos family is left with a son like you! Don't you understand? Even I, a stupid village woman, understand that this group of people sent you to battle, and sent you to death, one by one, and now they have killed your brother. Kill your father. Why are you so stupid! You will continue to die for them!! especially since the person who wrote this letter is the murderer of your father and brother!"

"Woman, watch your words!!"

"Attention?!Isn't it! I've always heard the meaning of the letter written by your so-called His Highness Nikifras, that the battle was so dangerous, and if he hadn't sat in the back safely, if he had been with my husband and son to the fullest, how could he have written these letters!"

"Woman, that's enough. You are not allowed to insult our Highness like this!!"

Inside the room, dozens of guns were pointed at a woman who was talking nonsense.

The boy who had just shouted that he was going to join the army froze. looked at the group of soldiers in the room.

"Put away your weapons, the weapons of the Imperial soldiers are aimed at their own people. ”

"I want to see the murderer! I want to see the murderer!! why did you send our husbands and sons to the battlefield while you were too timid to stay behind!" cried the woman in a state of hysteria.

"Mrs. Santos, I'm sorry I can't accommodate your request. ”

"Look, I'll know the way..."

In the surprise of the crowd, the young man who was surrounded by the crowd bent down his knees.

"Your Majesty's !!?"

"Nothing, if my brother were here, he would do the same. As for your questions and slanders, Mrs. Santos, I must answer them. No, we didn't hide behind our soldiers' backs, and the reason he couldn't come was that my brother was sick in bed. In France, my brother was supposed to live and die with the Fifth Spartan Legion, but the French knocked him off his horse and wounded him on his way, so that he could no longer command the army, and the raid on the heart of France could not be carried out. A few months later, in Berlin, Germany, the French, our enemy, whom your husband and son longed to defeat, tried to assassinate him again, but that time it did not succeed. Not so long ago, he had been thinking of delivering a letter to you. It's just that he was assassinated again, this time, he was not so lucky, and whether he survived depends on whether God is merciful enough. ”

"Madam, Mrs. Santos, I am sorry for your grief, and I understand your anger. At the same time, I want you to know that my brother's death in the Fifth Spartan Legion is regretful and saddened by the death of your husband and son, and by all of you! Like your anger, I will be angry when I hear any slander. And you, young man, are sorry that the Empire has determined not to carry out any conscription here because of the heavy casualties in your town. ”

The kneeling man stood up: "But, are you interested in coming to me as a guard?"

The stunned man on the other side was still stunned: "Young man, don't come over and kneel down to thank Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty?"

"Yes, he is the new Emperor of the Roman Empire!" (to be continued......