Camelot Dawn

Sadan went to hold peace talks with the other party, urging Arthur while delaying time.

On Arthur's side, in the face of a sudden turn for the worse, he finally made a final decision.

"...I didn't expect such a result." After listening to Arthur's narration, Lancelot said indistinctly, "Didn't you swear before that you would uphold the creed of knights protecting the weak?"

Arthur's expression was a little embarrassed for a moment. "That's right, but the situation has changed now. Rome and Visigoth are almost broken, and Hilarion is alone and helpless-there is no better opportunity to take advantage of this. So we..."

"So we decided to abandon the creed of the Knights?" Lancelot gave Arthur a disappointed look, shook his head and left.

But no matter how dissatisfied he is with Arthur's decision, he must obey the order and tell Yidike the decision.After the Second Gallic War began, Androme threw the oil bottle to Lancelot on the grounds that he had no time to take care of her.Given that Lancelot was the only one who could communicate with Edike, this arrangement was justifiable.Now, however, Lancelot realizes its drawbacks, so that he has to take on the unflattering role of conveying cruel decisions to victims—and, even more unpleasantly, himself Agree with this decision.

Since Ravana came, Lancelot's view of Arthur has become a little subtle.Of course, he wouldn't lose his trust in Arthur just by Ravana's few words, but those words were like thorns no matter what, pierced in his heart from time to time, and it was very uncomfortable to prick from time to time.It happened at this time that such a thing happened again, which amplified the little unhappiness in Lancelot's heart.

Thinking of all this, Lancelot knocked on the door of Yidike's room.It's morning, and it's peacetime, so you don't have to worry about getting up and fleeing at night. Yidike probably slept well, but she just woke up at this time, her hair is still messy, and her eyes are still a little confused. "What's the matter, Lord Lancelot?" The girl yawned slightly and asked.

Lancelot was embarrassed to look at her, his eyes moved around twice, and he said in an uncertain tone: "Miss Yidike, Your Majesty ordered me to convey a plan to you..."

Expected rejection.Yidike still cherishes life very much. When she heard that she was asked to act as an assassin to assassinate Attila who slaughtered her hometown, and to execute it by pretending to be a bride to marry him, she stared angrily and horrified. His eyes widened, and he closed the door angrily.Lancelot was not surprised, and even slightly relieved.He felt that this was right, the life of an ordinary person should not be sacrificed in such a rash way, even with an extremely noble name.Now he has a reason to block the implementation of this plan - because Yi Dike himself disagrees!

However, he thought too simply.

After he happily explained to Arthur the various objective reasons why the plan could not be implemented, Arthur walked around the room several times with a troubled expression on his face, then walked up to him and pressed the button solemnly. over his shoulder.

"Please Lancelot, please convince her," Arthur said, looking into his eyes seriously, "Time waits for no one, and the peace talks won't last long. The sooner she receives training during this period, the more successful the assassination The more likely it is. Please!"

Lancelot was taken aback at first, and then a feeling of displeasure flooded his heart like a tide. "I told you, she didn't agree at all."

"I know," Arthur sighed heavily again, "so you have a long way to go. You must convince her to agree."

The unhappiness in my heart finally reached a peak.Lancelot waved away Arthur's hand on his shoulder: "Your Majesty, I don't think you understand what I mean—I mean, since Edike disagrees, this plan should not be implemented."

"...Stop? No," Arthur shook his head resolutely. "This opportunity is once in a lifetime. If you miss it, you may never meet it again!"

"Then miss it!" Lancelot raised his voice slightly.

He said: "Idike is from Metz, I think you must understand what this means-it means that her parents, brothers, friends and lovers were all killed in the massacre, and their heads were piled up." It turned out that the pyramid was placed in front of the city gate—and Yidike escaped from that place. It took about half a month to walk from Metz to our garrison position, and we had to pass through the battlefield in between. Needless to say the hardships. What I want to express is that after going through these things, her attention to life is unmatched by ordinary people; I am afraid that even those of us who brush shoulders with death on the battlefield every day cannot. Taking her life from her hands is a more cruel thing than taking our lives. Because she was the one who escaped from death, and she was also an innocent refugee who should have been protected."

Arthur fell silent after hearing this.What Lancelot said was right, he fully agreed with it, and he also felt that the meaning of a knight's existence was to protect hundreds of people like Yidike besides being loyal to his suzerain.Letting Yidike serve as an assassin is actually a disgrace to them as knights. People who are supposed to be protectors sacrifice the protected ones in exchange for their own interests.

But he remembered that when he felt a deep sense of guilt and shame a few days ago, Kai told him that the king should not bear the guilt of sacrificing someone who should not be sacrificed, Arthur, you are the king , you are no longer a knight.He also remembered that when he was a teenager, Merlin had repeatedly told him, don't be afraid to sacrifice innocent people, Arthur, countless people will sacrifice for you in the king's life.

Finally he said slowly: "Lancelot, what you said is absolutely correct, but the king has a king's duty, which is as sacred and noble as the knight's creed."

He can't sacrifice innocent people as Merlin said, but he also knows that the king must strive for the best interests of his country, which includes territory and wealth, people and beliefs, and the future.This interest does not belong to any one person, not even to the king himself, but to the country; and the power, greatness and glory of the country are shared by all its subjects.

Kai said, isn't it your long-cherished wish to build a powerful country covering the whole of Gaul and Britain?Now it's in front of you, reach for it.

"It is my duty to make my country prosperous, prosperous and strong. For it, I should do everything I can." Arthur finally made up his mind and generally said this.

So Lancelot could only look for Yidike again with a heavy heart.

This time Yidike was sitting on the bedside looking out the window in a daze, and when she saw Lancelot coming in, she stood up a little embarrassedly. "I'm sorry, Lord Lancelot," she resumed her usual humility, "I didn't mean it this morning. I just didn't want to die."

There was a burst of sadness in Lancelot's heart, he shook his head and comforted him: "It's okay, no one will mind."

Yidike nodded lightly, sat back on the bed, bit her lips and looked up at Lancelot: "Then you are here now...is it still for that matter?"

Lancelot was speechless for a moment.What should he say?The girl in front of her just said that she didn't want to die.

"...you're not going to say yes, are you?" He began with a softer start, but no embellishment of any kind could change the brutal nature of the conversation.He spurned his hypocrisy in his heart.

Sure enough, Yi Dike shook her head firmly: "No, I won't."

Lancelot sighed inwardly. "I also don't think you should agree," he said, staring at the ground. "No one can force you to give up your right to live."

However, Yidike smiled miserably. "Having said that, I don't really know what I'm doing alive now. My family members are all dead, and none of my friends and distant relatives are alive. The place I used to live in has been destroyed, even if The war is over, and I have nowhere to live. I can't even find work in the lord's barracks - it seems that I have become a superfluous person. But, even so..." She lowered her head, eyelashes Wet, "...I still want to live. Even if I don't know why I am alive, even if there is no one or something that makes me miss, I still don't want to die like this..."

Lancelot stroked her back a few times, and said in a low voice, "Probably because there is still hope."

Although she said that she had lost everything, if that was the case, if she really didn't miss anything, how could she be afraid of death?I am afraid of death, in the final analysis, because I feel that I have not lived enough, and I feel that there are things in the world that I have not experienced, and these things contain better possibilities than now.

Yi Dike's voice trembled: "Is that so? But I obviously don't expect anything anymore..."

Lancelot smiled. "Maybe it's because I'm still looking forward to being saved. If that's the case, then I still have to live, because as long as I live, I can see the day when the war ends, and maybe I can wait for a happy day." But this The words were probably only used to comfort this teenage girl who hadn't seen much in the world, and even Lancelot, who said them with a smile, didn't believe it.He has lived for such a long time, has seen many wars, countless people are struggling like Yidike, but how many people are really saved?Most of them just lived a mediocre and bleak life and died without any regrets.

But Yidike had never seen those, all she saw was the gentle smile of the blond knight in front of her, and all she heard was the warm words from a harp-like voice.She felt that a place in her heart that had been dry for a long time was suddenly moistened by a warm current. The warmth made her heart extremely sore, and tears flowed out involuntarily.

"Really, really..." She raised her hand to wipe away the tears flowing down her cheeks, her voice trembling with her body.

Lancelot stood up and told her gently but firmly, "Really."

Now, at least Yidike's will to live is firm, and Lancelot feels that this aspect can be safe; the rest is to persuade Arthur to give up the implementation of this plan.Of course, he can also see the great benefits that this assassination will bring if it is successful, but his three views cannot accept the use of such means to win the final victory of the war.It doesn't matter if it's dogmatic, sanctimonious, or old-fashioned—Lancelot thought to himself mockingly—but it's this kind of belief that supports him to this day.

For this reason, the differences between him and Arthur became more and more serious.The current situation is that Sadan urges Hilarion, Hilarion urges Arthur, Arthur urges Lancelot, and Lancelot will not let go after killing him.Since he has seen so many bleak lives and deaths in the war years, and since he is a knight whose creed is to protect the weak, then even if he cannot save everyone, at least this victim who is right in front of him, he will save her.She can't give him anything in return, and she can't bring him any glory, but he still decides and must do it - just to be worthy of the title of Knight of the Round Table.

What made him very chilling was that Arthur, the leader of the Knights of the Round Table, couldn't understand his persistence in defending this title.

Later, even Yidike could see his troubles.She asked him once, with sadness in her eyes: "Lord Lancelot, did His Majesty the King blame you for not following his orders to serve as an assassin?"

Lancelot still smiled back, and replied calmly: "No, His Majesty the King is not such a person." He just couldn't understand why I insisted on saving you.Therefore--

"Idike, you must live."

But finally it couldn't be delayed any longer.The relationship between Arthur and Lancelot was very tense because of this incident, and he no longer had any hope of fulfilling his request through Lancelot.Therefore, after the two ended their conversation with another dispute, he directly sent someone to Lancelot's barracks to take away Yidike, right in front of Lancelot's eyes.When Kai came to the door of Yidike's room to explain her intentions, to Lancelot's surprise, Yidike did not resist as before. She obediently stood up and obeyed the request of the knight leader.

"Idike—" Lancelot couldn't believe it.

The girl gave him a gentle hug. "Thank you, Lord Lancelot," she whispered with a smile, "I think my wish has come true." Since Lancelot told her, "As long as you live, you can see the end of the war." , Maybe we can wait for happy days" From then on, she felt that it didn't matter whether she could see the happy days after the war ended.She felt that even if she really still had hope in her heart, it must have been achieved in this blond knight.

A smile and a few words of reassurance easily bought the heart of the girl whose family was broken.What ordinary people in the war years want is so little and humble.

"Lord Lancelot, please reconcile with His Majesty the King as soon as possible. These days, you are also suffering."

she said finally.

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After that things are very simple.General Sadan said to Attila: "You attacked Gaul for the dowry of the Roman princess, and now the princess committed suicide because of guilt, and the dowry has not been obtained. Why don't we give you His Majesty Hilarion's cousin", Visigoth Princess Crancimera-Ursilia, her dowry is also priceless, let us settle this matter." So the assassin Idike dressed up as a Visigoth princess with a dagger hidden under her skirt, and sat on the bumpy car. carriage.

On the night of the wedding, Yidike tried her best to get Attila drunk according to the plan, and helped him back to the room early.According to the local custom, the guests will feast all night without disturbing the newlyweds, and Yidike took advantage of this custom to complete her assassination in the new house.After that, instead of waiting for her own people who sneaked in to rescue her as planned, she set fire to the new house and announced the success of the assassination to Hilarion and Arthur on the other side of the border.

Attila's sudden death caused great confusion.His son took over the huge empire in a panic, but unfortunately he did not have the control of his father. A year later, the former slave countries rebelled one after another, and the empire quickly disintegrated under the fierce offensive of Hilarion and Arthur.After this battle without the Romans, the power that once silenced the whole of Europe no longer exists.

At the end of Camelot 231, Attila's inheritance was divided between the two parties. Hilarion returned to Iberia by boat, and Arthur also planned to return to Gaul.They had all gained richly in this battle, and Arthur was very satisfied with this, and the basis for his next plan was in place; but Hilarion didn't seem very happy.Everyone can guess the reason. A few days ago, the Roman emperor issued a statement announcing the severance of the friendly alliance with Visigoths.

"I said a long time ago that sooner or later there will be a tear between us and Rome. Sure enough, they will turn their heads and deny everyone once Attila dies!" General Sadan said a little excitedly on the deck.

Hilarion smiled oddly. "Yeah, I killed his good friend, how could he not want revenge?"

Sadan looked at him suspiciously: "What are you talking about?"

"It's nothing." Hilarion restrained his other expressions, leaving only his usual arrogance, "Let them come here, I have been waiting for this day for a long time!"

The morning glow dyed the sea red, and the sunrise on the sea was majestic, and the Visigothic warship was moored in the harbor, silent and spectacular.Hilarion gazed at the coast of Italy, calm and relentless, with a hint of intoxicated pleasure as it were.The wind lifted his poppy-red hair, reminiscent of a bloodstained hunting banner on a battlefield.

The author has something to say: I occasionally... can come to a daily update (.

So the coalition part is over, and then each will play their own, still a chapter of the protagonist and a chapter of Hilary Ryan/Governor alternately w

Try to write more inventory on National Day, don't be so anxious every week OTZ

☆, dead knot

As soon as Attila's empire collapsed, the Governor of Gaul swung the butcher's knife at his former coalition allies.At that time, the war in Hungary had just ended, and the barbarian army had just come off the battlefield, eager to rest; but the Roman army had already finished repairing and was ready to go.The Senate held a war meeting with great efficiency, and decided to eliminate the Visigoths first, and then clean up the rest of the barbarians.Derangel took the initiative to take over the task of fighting against the Visigoths, but this time the Senate's trust in him was greatly reduced-even though he had just won the victory against Attila.There is no other reason, but his blood and experience make people worry about it.

Someone asked him: "Mr. Governor, isn't your mother just a Visigoth, and isn't your father a half-Visigoth? Why are you willing to attack your own people?"

Derangel said: "Faced with this question, I gave the same answer as my father - I am a Roman. My wife and children are in Rome. I have already sworn allegiance to the emperor and have always been loyal. Two. It would be too narrow to focus on my lineage without looking at what I did."

Others questioned: "You used to have a close personal relationship with the current Visigoth king. How can people believe you?"

Derangel asked him: "Attila also had a personal relationship with me. Didn't I lead the army to defeat him? Not only should you not doubt this, but you should be grateful that some of us know the enemy so well."

He said a lot of similar things, but he still didn't win everyone's trust, and some people still asked him to convince the Senate through actions.Drangel finally got impatient.

"My lords of the Senate, I must warn you: war waits for no one. Now that you need someone to lead troops to fight, and I happen to have the willingness and ability, the wisest choice for you is to do nothing. Don't say anything, give me the power! If you keep entangled in the details, you can find anyone to fight this battle!" The blond governor finished speaking in one breath, and left the temple without looking back.People began to discuss immediately, and Amferopol stood up abruptly, as if he wanted to stop him, but after some hesitation, he finally gave up, and resignedly took over the work of appeasement and lobbying.

After finally calming down the emotions of everyone in the Senate, Anferopol chased them out without stopping.When he arrived at the destination, the governor's subordinates showed him the look of seeing the savior, which made him want to laugh and sigh at the same time.

Hearing him come in, the governor didn't even lift his head, "I've been in Rome for too long this time, and there are a lot of things that need to be sorted out. But it will be sorted out soon, and I'll go back to Gaul immediately after I'm done." He sneered, "Anyway, the soldiers are in my hands, so you can argue as long as you like."

Anferopol stepped forward: "My lord governor, please don't do this, it makes it difficult for me. In short, the Senate has decided to hand over all the wars in the West to you. Our only request to you is to You must eliminate all the barbarians in Gaul and Iberia." He specifically emphasized "eliminate" and "all".

Derangel looked up at him, still with a cold face, but his tone has softened: "I understand. This is my duty."

Knowing that he was no longer angry, Amferopol could not help but feel relieved.Then he looked at the governor for a while, and said in a strange tone: "I don't know...you will be the vanguard to attack the Sigoths."

"Is there any way? I must obtain this power. The war against the Visigoths must be directed by me, and no one else can." The governor said lightly.

At any rate, with these matters settled, Derangel set off with his army.This time Amferopol still followed him, but this time he was not only his staff officer, but also the eyeliner of the Senate.To everyone's surprise, the first target chosen by Derangel was not Visigoth, but Vandal across the sea, even though the strategy had already been determined.

The ruler of the Vandals, Lemonosos, was an old acquaintance with Drangel.More than ten years ago, it was he who first let his son marry the Visigoth princess Turkma Ursilia, and then killed her for infidelity just one year later and sent her back to Visigoth.At the age of 15, Derangel tried to avenge the princess when he went to Carthage, but only lost his right hand.Now, he has another chance.

On this side, he himself led the army to go straight to Carthage, and on the other side, he appointed his subordinate Samules to keep an eye on Gaul.Once there is any trouble, he can do it cheaply. "But as long as the opponent doesn't send troops first, you can't make a move." He said to Samules.

Of course Samules was unhappy about this.On the eve before the warship weighed anchor, he still tried to convince his superiors: "My lord, can I do nothing while you are attacking Vandals? In that case, even if we defeat Vandals, what good will it do us!"

Derangel said: "After taking Vandal, I will go west along the coast until the edge of the continent, and cross the strait to attack the southern part of Visigoth. At that time, if you attack from the east, you can form a flank for the enemy. Potential."

Samules felt that what he said was a little reasonable, but he was still unwilling to receive the task for a long time; but he couldn't say anything more, so he had to go back depressed.Derangel allowed him to rest overnight in his makeshift camp before leaving the next morning.Not long after lying down, Samules thought over and over several times, and suddenly found that Derangel's argument was untenable—why did he have to fight Vandal before fighting Visigoth?There is no necessary connection between the two, and there is no irreconcilable contradiction.

Thinking of this, he became energetic, and he got up quickly, intending to continue to fight for reason at the cost of waking up his boss.

In fact, Drangel wasn't sleeping at all.

Although the entire conversation could not be heard through the tent, Samules was sure that, in the dead of night, Anferopol was still trying to persuade Derangel to adopt his earlier advice.

But Derangel was obviously perfunctory: "I understand, you have said it many times... Amferopol, it's late, go to bed quickly."

Amferopol probably said something again, but Samules didn't hear him; he only heard Drangel's answer, accompanied by a sneer: "I think I understand better than you."

Amferopol's voice suddenly rose, and now Samules heard his question very clearly: "Then why do you still want to—you said you were a Roman!"

Derangel's voice also raised slightly: "I am indeed, and I have no intention of doing anything to harm the interests of Rome! I ask that I personally command the war against the Visigoths, which does not mean that I want to disobey the order to destroy the Visigoth, on the contrary, it is only because I can grasp the scale and try my best to preserve its royal family while defeating the Visigoth-yes, I want to do this, and only I can do it! Therefore This war must be carried out according to my arrangement!"

Samules was startled, stepped back in a hurry, jumped out of the shadow of the tent, and then ran back quickly.The Senate was right to question, the Governor of Gaul is still a lowly barbarian in his bones, no matter how he whitewashes his appearance!Samules returned to the tent, calming down his violent heartbeat, his palms were covered with sweat, and his fingertips felt slightly cold.He secretly made up his mind - if he wanted to completely wipe out the enemy, it seemed that he could not rely on the Governor, but had to rely on himself!

It took only about a month for Carthage, the capital of the Vandal Kingdom, to surrender under the attack of the Romans.In the depths of the magnificent palace, Drangel met his old acquaintance Lemonosos again, but the other party was unable to hurt him anymore.

He said softly: "Remonossos, you once invaded Rome, you once broke Attila and went west, and let your men plunder the Mediterranean while we were fighting bloody battles-but these were not your worst mistakes. .Your biggest mistake was killing Turkma in that cruel way 12 years ago. Do you remember her? If it weren't for that incident back then, you would probably die a heroic death today."

Then he beheaded Lemonosos, and the blood stained his eyes.In this way, apart from himself, no one else in the world would know what he said just now.

However, while Carthage was reaping the victory, the governor also received a piece of news that annoyed him-his subordinate, the stubborn Samules, finally insisted on his own opinion and took the lead in attacking Visigoth. launched an attack.And, very unfortunately, the army was defeated and captured.

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In fact, the worst thing was not that Samules was captured, but that he inadvertently let the Visigoths know the name of the Governor of Gaul; unfortunately, the Visigoth general who captured him , It is Sadan Germanek who hates Derangel to the bone.

Derangel has been very careful about this since he became the governor of Gaul.Not to mention keeping all identity information secret to the outside world, even in his own army, only some senior officers and his cronies—such as Samules and Amferopol—know his name.What he was on guard against was that if a soldier was captured and revealed his identity, it would cause unpredictable retaliation by Sadan and his like; he did not expect that there would be such a high-ranking general as Samules captured.

Therefore, after General Sadan found that he had been kept in the dark, he was surprised and angry and put down what he was doing to find Hilarion.On the way there he was still in a state of disbelief—all the images of the Governor of Gaul in recent months had been pulled out of his mind.The pale and thin boy with short blond hair and dull wine-red eyes many years ago, and the Governor of Gaul who is strategizing and winning thousands of miles, are gradually being artificially combined in his mind.

Short hair can be grown long, eye color can be shadowed and obscured, faces can be obscured by masks, voices and demeanor can change. Ten years later, Sadan had long since lost sight of the exiled boy, but Hilarion certainly did.Otherwise, he wouldn’t have called the governor alone after everyone had left when they met for the first time, or he wouldn’t have sent someone to report on the governor’s battle situation before the Battle of Chalon, or he wouldn’t have been on the night when the governor hurried back from Rome, Talking to each other for so long when everyone was anxiously going back to discuss how to keep the plan going—Hilaryan, who had recognized him from the beginning.

"I killed his good friend, how could he not want to take revenge?" Sadan still remembered the weird look on Hilarion's words when he said this.

Then—"Why didn't you say that the governor of Gaul was Saluphie's nephew, Hilarion?" Amid the sound of the door being pushed open, Sadan asked with a half-smile, leaning on the door frame with folded arms.

Hilarion looked up from her official duties, her green eyes showing long-lost surprise.

He stood up and walked around the table to Sadan: "Who told you this?"

Sadan stood up straight, and said sarcastically, "It's a captured Roman general—so it may be difficult to use the 'rumor' as a perfunctory excuse."

Hilarion was silent for a while, but she didn't show any displeasure, as if she was still thinking about countermeasures.Sadan continued bluntly: "There is no such thing as a coincidence in the world. This governor happens to have nothing to do with that guy, but he has the same name, similar appearance, and similar age—he is Salufi's nephew, right? ?”

Under his persecution, Hilarion knew that there was no room or necessity for concealment, so he could only nod.But he said, "The reason I haven't told you about this is that you're vengeful and doing something out of your control — and look at you," he said, glancing up and down at Sadan, " My concerns are not unfounded."

Sadan showed a contemptuous look. "Yeah, you are right to be worried. I was thinking about it on the way here, how to do something 'out of control'!"

There was a hint of nervousness in Hilarion's warning voice: "Don't mess around!"

Sadan laughed twice. "Since you can send troops to attack Carthage for your sister, why can't I get rid of the murderer for my brother? Doesn't it mean that the past is not counted after so many years? If this is what you call 'nonsense', Then I will definitely ignore your warning—" He stared at Hilarion and said bitterly, "—I must avenge Celine this time!"

Hilarion watched him walk away, and slowly clenched his fists hanging down.He could not allow Sadan to do this, but he fully understood why Sadan was so obsessed with this matter.

When he was 21 years old, just after the New Year, General Salufi invited him to go to war.Hilarion and his father thought it was just an act of plunder like countless other expeditions, and approved the general's request without any suspicion.The 16-year-old Delangel has just adapted to fighting with his left hand, and this time he followed him as a matter of course.When they reached the city of Hydera near the border, Salufei stopped advancing in the name of rest, and Hilarian and the others didn't take it seriously.

It's just that after a long pause, Theodoric who was in Toulouse gradually felt something was wrong.He ordered to urge Salufi to end his rest and move on, but there was no response to the order.Afterwards, he gave the same order again, but Salufi still ignored it, and refused to contact Wangcheng proactively.Theodoric repeatedly told him not to move, and gradually raised his vigilance.Sure enough, a few months later, Salufei rebelled without warning, and the small half of the kingdom followed him and raised the flag of rebellion.

The shock of this mutiny to the Visigoth court was considerable.Because before that, no one could produce any evidence of Saluphie's rebellion, and no one could even say that he was not loyal to His Majesty Theoderic.He has stayed under the king's nose for so many years, loyally following the king on his expeditions, without any intention of disobedience.His loyalty and outstanding military exploits have also been affirmed by the king, so that he enjoys the honor beyond others-his wife Dorielle is the queen's sister, and his nephew Delangel is a Roman general. The child still received the same treatment as the children of other Visigothic nobles, and even had the same brotherhood as the king's children-and this was all because of Salufi's bravery and loyalty.

But now the salufi rebelled.As a prince, Hilarion led the king's army to suppress, and many of the main commanders who followed him were newly grown generals—his cousin Mecklen, Sadan, Serin Rada, Miro and others were all The rising star of that period—Sadan's younger brother Celine Germanek was also in the army.The Civil War had been raging for a year, and Hilarion believed that if Celine lived to see the rebellion quelled, he would undoubtedly achieve as brilliant a feat as his brother's, if only he were a few years older.

Sadly no.At the end of the war, Celine was killed by Salufi's nephew when Salufi was struggling.

After Salufi was arrested, Hilarian sent people to question him repeatedly, but they couldn't find any reason for him to launch the rebellion.Therefore, he has no way of knowing whether Derangel was kept in the dark when he followed Salufi, or whether he knew that he was about to rebel but still followed.

But do not know or do not know, these details do not affect the sentence of Salufi and his accomplices.Salufi will be executed the following autumn, his relatives will be imprisoned permanently, and other accomplices who are not the commander will be sentenced to exile.The once loyal general had no responsibility for his own death.