The ringing bells of the morning echoed in his ears, and the young master of the Charles family of the Kwyn River, Aimo, struggled to rub his eyes and woke up from his sleep, the flat bed under him that was rougher than the door panel made his whole back hurt terribly - but he was lucky to have a bed to sleep in, and he slept in a tent just last month.

The Knight of Aimo, who had shone in the Battle of the Kwyn River as a herald to the Minister of War, General Mehemous, was recommended by Mehemous to come to the Roman War Academy in Caesarea and become the second batch of students to be officially enrolled in the academy - this is naturally a matter of celebration for the Charles family! Although the fundamental purpose of the War College was to unite the power of the northern aristocracy, so far it has only recruited the nobles who are very close. Being a student here means being part of the Roman legions in the future, and with the limited number of places, it becomes very important.

But the reason why Aimo himself came here was not only for the needs of the family, but also to redeem the pain of being abandoned - the young master of the Charles family showed his love for the first time in his life, and was mercilessly thrown to the ground by the Al Boa Lady Knight of Al Boa. Grief-stricken, Aimo only wanted to be able to get out of this terrible shadow. Of course, if he had the chance, he would love to try again.

Although they were told on the first day they entered the "War College" that they were to be trained as a reserve for the great Holy Roman Emperor's Imperial Guard, as well as as a substitute for the Legion Commander, now Aimo was very suspicious of this: they did not enjoy any "nobles" or "knights" at all The treatment they should enjoy, the poor accommodation, the strict military regulations, the torture of them to the same level as the soldiers, the endless training, even the rest of the time to do some hard work such as building roads and building walls—even the dormitories they live in now are built by themselves!

It wasn't until now that Aimo understood. When they were in the Kwyn River, the Roman legionnaires laughed at themselves and called themselves "Roman mules", but they had no modesty at all, and when they walked here, they didn't expect to be treated as normal people or decent nobles, they were mules.

"Hey, Charles, you slacker, why haven't you come out yet?!" a young man with dark brown curly hair rushed into the room, laughing and kicking Aimo, who was still lying on the bed: "Instructor Lemmon is waking up soon, you don't want to be punished for going to the toilet." You squeamish young master. ”

Aimo rolled his eyes, he knew this guy, Olus Feletas, his "roommate" in the dormitory, a peculiar fellow, whose strange thoughts sometimes gave Emo the creeps.

This guy was a Roman nobleman—but he himself did not admit it, which was very peculiar, and it was rare to hear of a man who would be disgusted with his illustrious lineage, and he complained all day that the Senate had been taken over by a group of "rotten wood that smelled of decay", and preached that "Caesar should reconvene the Citizens' Assembly". "I am a soldier of Rome, and I owe only allegiance to Rome", "As a Roman soldier, I can give my life for Caesar." Because honor comes from loyalty", a crazy but incomparably sane fellow, known as "Aulus the Mad", with his dorm mate. It's also treated as a nervous freak.

But this "madman" was proficient in eloquence, and so far Aymor had not seen a single guy correct his madness, and it was even rumored that his father was involved in the compilation of a new code. There is no doubt that he should also be proficient in the law, and such a person certainly cannot be a madman. According to this guy, the reason why he came to the War College instead of going to Caesarea College was because he wanted to "call for the power of the people", and "the army is the source of power", so he took this path - inexplicably creepy.

Flipping off the bed with quick movements, putting on his clothes and fastening his belt, Aimo said as if asking casually, "I have heard rumors that His Majesty Theodore is coming to inspect us this afternoon, is this true?"

"Maybe, maybe not. But our lives will continue day in and day out. Aulus somehow uttered something that sounded philosophical, but was extremely boring. Shaking his head with disdain, he said, "I think those simple and stupid guys must have expected that they would be able to make Theodore's eyes shine and reuse them - so, let's go and assemble quickly, I don't want to be the last one to arrive!"

"Ah, I almost forgot, this is a great opportunity for our young master Charles to prove himself. Aulus smiled slyly: "The great hero of the Battle of the Kwyn River will definitely make Caesar reuse." ”

"Are you implying that I'm both innocent and stupid?" "Feeling like he was about to choke to death, Aimo put on his helmet and put his boots on, and kicked Aulus in the ass, "Get out of here, you crazy one, if you're late today, you're going to be the fault!"

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"Ten legions? Salald asked Theodore with a puzzled face, "Tell me, I am not wrong in the number I heard, or did I hear it wrong?!"

"Ten legions, to be exact, with a formal formation, as well as peasant soldiers who must be called up at any time by the Empire, and some auxiliary legions that are organized according to the needs of the region. The smiling Theodore turned around as he spoke, and in front of him was not only Salald alone, but more than a dozen representatives of noble lords from all over the empire were all present here, and naturally there was also the seat of Adil of Marions.

"Gentlemen, I know that what I am saying now is difficult for you to accept, but you are all admitting in your hearts - we are now facing a powerful force that is powerful enough to destroy the entire world!

"When a man stands up and raises his arms to fight for the land in which he lives, he establishes an absolutely inseparable bond with the Empire, and this should never be a necessary obligation, it should be honored, and the Empire should be rewarded for it. Theodore said in a deep voice, "Just as a knight fights for loyalty and commitment, it is not just an obligation, but a manifestation of power and glory. ”

"Your Majesty, you mean that from this day onwards the farmers of our land, the farmer will no longer have any contractual relationship with us, just like ...... Haringos and the farmers of Talboa?" A nobleman stood up in astonishment and said, his face pale: "The glorious cross is above, I thought it was ...... Do you want to get their taxes relieved, send people to join the army, or ......"

"Or what, sir?" said Theodore, smiling, but his tone was full of undeniable force, "Please understand one thing, the reason why I immediately revised the code of laws at the beginning of the establishment of the empire is precisely because in my eyes the laws of good are more powerful than many so-called powers. ”

"But...... It's our custom, from the past!" the nobleman shook his head: "The emperor divides the land, and then the nobles follow the mission and recruit soldiers from among the commoners...... This is the prerogative of the nobility! Only in this way can the stability of the empire be guaranteed, and the loyalty of one family after another is the foundation of the country!"

"Oh, I guess this should be the law of the Holy Pander Empire...... Or the rights granted to you, right?" Adil, who was sitting on the side, suddenly spoke, shrugged his shoulders lazily, and looked at him with slanted eyes: "So, where is the empire now......?" Are you going to fight for her again, noble?"

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, all the aristocratic representatives present immediately glared at Adil angrily - this kind of behavior of picking up people's scars or turning over old accounts is undoubtedly very hateful. But then they felt a chill in their hearts, doesn't that mean they won't fight for Rome?!

"If this law can be passed, then the entire Holy Roman Empire will become a huge military camp, and all the peasants will be born soldiers. We will have access to a steady stream of reservists who will be a real complement to a full-fledged corps full of discipline and glory. Theodore spoke slowly, "Of course, I don't want to take advantage of the Peasant Decree to deprive the knights of their right to owe allegiance to you, I will issue a code to recognize this privilege, but I also hope that it will be a 'reasonable' figure." ”

Although Theodore said so, almost none of the people present believed that the knights were loyal to the land, the peasants who could collect rent, and that the act of the peasant decree was undoubtedly to strip these people from their hands—that was to take back the nobles' private military privileges!

Seeing that none of them spoke, Theodore smiled: "Of course, at the same time, I will compensate you to a certain extent, your titles and status can be retained, Rome will expand ten legions, which will inevitably cause a large number of vacancies, so ......"

Theodore suddenly congratulated himself that he was holding a meeting in the viewing hall of this Roman War College, and with a heroic wave of his hand, the two knights of the Imperial Guard standing by the window pulled the curtains suddenly, and the golden sunlight shone in, and in the square outside the window, hundreds of students who had been temporarily assembled were arranged in a phalanx, their spears held high, and the momentum was like a rainbow!

"Long live the Holy Roman Empire——!!!! Long live His Majesty Emperor Theodore Julian——!!!!!"

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