The soft and gentle singing sounded in my ears, so comforting.
I shook my still groggy head, slowly opened my eyes, and looked around.
The familiar room, the faint scent of wild chrysanthemums, the orange light, and the soft quilt, this should be my sister's room.
Turning his head, he saw that familiar and gentle figure sitting beside the bed, singing softly with his eyes closed.
Because I fell ill and my fever persisted, even the church pastor had no choice but to leave my aunt's house in the city and return to this remote town.
Because listening to the hymns of the church can relieve mental pain and improve the condition, my sister went to learn them, and then sang them softly to lull me to sleep.
Really, I am not a child anymore, why do I still need this kind of ceremony?
At first I thought so and was very stubborn and impatient, but whenever I felt uncomfortable due to a fever, my sister would still sing this simple melody beside me.
Or maybe the nun was right, and my illness got a little better.
The friends and partners who used to play with me are no longer seen. Most of them were told by their parents not to come over to avoid getting infected, because even nobles would not have good results when faced with some diseases.
Although I know this is true, I still feel lonely and sad.
His father is a local baron, but he is not a formidable nobleman. He can only be regarded as a man with a small amount of wealth. Even if he goes to the city, those powerful extraordinary people will not look down upon him.
Now he is working for the local viscount. Even if I get sick, I can't come back, so only my sister will take care of me.
Even if there is suspicion of boasting, my sister is indeed the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. This made me very proud and I also have a special attachment to my sister.
"You wake up, Isaiah." After singing a song, my sister opened her eyes and found me sitting up.
"woke up."
Compared with the lethargy of the past few days, I seem to feel a lot better today and my head is clearer.
"It's night now." I looked out the window at the darkening night.
"Yes, it's very late now." As my sister said this, she leaned forward and touched my forehead with her hand, trying to find out if I was feeling better.
With her delicate fingers pressed against her forehead, I could clearly see her white wrists, and the faint scent of wild chrysanthemums came from the tip of my nose.
My sister rarely goes to perfume shops in the city to buy things. She actually tried to refine this fragrance herself. Although it is very light, it fits her temperament very well. Even after many years, when she is gone, I will never forget it.
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"It seems better."
"Yeah." I hummed in response, then turned my head so that my forehead was away from the palm of my hand.
He always treats me as a child.
"Haha, Isaiah is still like this." My sister was very happy to see how energetic I was.
"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you, but it shouldn't be too difficult because I don't know much and the maids are all asleep."
Compared to other nobles, my sister is definitely a person who considers others and is very considerate of her servants. I am not as good at this as her.
"Just cook something." I said casually.
"Well, let me think about it." She straightened her skirt, stood up from the chair beside the bed, then picked up a lantern and lit it, opened the door, and walked to the corridor.
"Isaiah, wait a moment, sister will be back later." After saying that, she waved her hand and closed the door.
The room became quiet again, and soon I fell into boredom and began to turn my eyes to the things around me.
This is my sister's room, which is on the west side of the castle, and mine is on the east side, so not many people come here usually. Until this time, I didn't have time to look at it carefully.
The furniture in the room is made of cherry wood, which is the work of the craftsman in the town. Their family is also an old face in our territory. It is said that grandpa's grandpa and our ancestors are still good friends. Although now listen, the nobles and
It’s hard to believe that civilians are friends.
I am the third child of Baron Burris, named Isaiah. I have a brother and a sister. The eldest brother is nearly 7 years older than me. We have nothing in common. My father spent a lot of money to send him to the imperial capital.
I went to study, hoping that he would meet some important people, see the world, and then come back to inherit the family business and title.
My sister is two years older than me. She is not married yet, but she looks like she will soon. I heard that my father is looking for a family for her. The family is a viscount in the middle of the Western Region. They are very rich. I heard that the family
There is also a powerful transcendent of Sequence 7.
With such a family background, even though our family is also a noble, it is still high. However, because of my sister, I feel that such a family is really lucky to marry my sister.
Some memories passed through my mind, and then I turned my eyes away from the furniture and searched the room again for something special.
Compared with my room where things are randomly placed, my sister's bedroom is obviously much neater. Everything is well arranged. An old oil painting hangs on the wall, and there is a blue porcelain vase on the table.
There are unknown white flowers inserted, which are still in full bloom today.
Finally, my eyes were fixed on a book placed on the corner of the table, which aroused my curiosity.
I know that my sister knows how to read. She is better than me in this area. The teacher has said it before, but she is not the kind of person who is keen on reading, and she will not look for love or knights. The most common ones are
Do other little things.
For example, I plant some flowers and plants in the courtyard, refine the fragrance of flowers myself, try to make some clothes, go for a walk by the river to watch the sunset, etc. My recent hobby is learning songs from the nuns in the church, and then soothing me to sleep at night.
I got out of bed, came to the table, and picked up the book. The cover said 'Cradle under the Moonlight' in beautiful fonts. When I opened the pages, there was no profound truth in it.
Some of the fantasy stories that make people look forward to and yearn for are just quiet and simple poetry collections.
I quickly finished reading such a book that I was not interested in. Before my sister came back, I put it away again and sat on the bed for a while.
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The scene in the dream stopped here, and the roaring sound of artillery fire woke me up from the memories of my youth.
"Lord Isaiah, Lord Isaiah!" The messenger hurriedly came to the room where I was resting temporarily, but was stopped by the adjutant at the door.
"What happened?" I quickly sat up, picked up the big-brimmed hat on the side, and quickly walked to the command room.
"The enemy launched another attack. This time they mobilized a lot of artillery and blasted the line open. Now a lot of cavalry rushed in. Although the trenches behind them temporarily resisted, they couldn't hold out for long."
"Oh, it seems that the enemy is very aware of our arrangement."
Although I felt annoyed, I still said calmly. Years of military career have long made me develop such a stern expression, which is difficult for people to see through.
The place where I am now is the forefront of the confrontation between the Eastern and Western empires, the Typhon Fortress on the Gaudan Plain.
In recent years, this old fortress has been transformed into a solid fortress for us and has become an unshakable fulcrum on the Gaudan Plain. It has greatly hindered the offensive of the eastern coalition forces. As the frontline commander, I,
He also defeated the enemy's attacks several times, and now he has become the highest-ranking general in this area.
Looking back on the drastic changes in the past few years, I sometimes feel incredible. I never expected that I, the underappreciated second son of a baron family, could now occupy such a high position.
When I was very young, I understood that there was a huge difference between the so-called nobles. The difference was even greater than the difference between pigs on the ground and dragons in the sky.
Not to mention the four top-level dukes, they are all kings who dominate each side of the empire. Even the second-tier earls are powerful forces entrenched in various places, and they are existences that all parties need to win over and consider.
Some of the lowest-ranking barons can become household names in the imperial capital, while others may live in an extremely remote mountain village in the Western Region, with less than a hundred households in the fiefdom.
Therefore, even though I entered Emenas to study when I was a teenager, I did not get carried away and thought that I was beyond the constraints of the past. Compared with various encounters in life, sometimes the impact of personal efforts is so small.
I never thought that I worked harder than my classmates, or even that my talents were not as good as those of my childhood playmates and friends, but just because I had a very good sister, I easily obtained that precious letter of recommendation for admission.
Earl Wolfthorn is a famous family in the west, a direct vassal of the Salius family. He has his own elite army and a vast land. Such a great nobleman, when I was studying in the city when I was a child, I could only hear about it from other people's mouths.
, I didn’t dare to think too much, but then I got involved overnight.
Because my sister was liked by the heir of Earl Wolfthorn and later married into him, and I also benefited from the joint connection.
Not only is he a letter of recommendation for admission, he can directly go to the army to gain experience after graduation. Today, after the empire has undergone drastic changes, he has taken over the command of the frontline army and has become a powerful general with more than 200,000 soldiers under his command.
Maybe talents are really withering away. Senior Darcy and others who once had to look up to, those heroes who have attracted attention since their college days, were wiped out in the Western Expedition and the Civil War, leaving only mediocre people like me.
Someone with slightly better luck.
What I once thought was the pinnacle, only after actually sitting in this position, I realized that it was not the case. Even though I am now a general commanding countless legions, it does not mean that I can be safe and do whatever I want.
The soldiers of these legions are mostly subjects recruited by the nobles of the Western Region. Among them, the middle and lower-level officers are almost all children of the nobles of the Western Region. Among the high-level officers, although there is no one with a higher position than me, the background and power behind them are also
Not one to be offended easily.
It's like dancing with shackles, which is a true reflection of the environment.
It is indeed a huge gap from the scenes I expected when I was a teenager.
I grew up watching those knights and admired the characters in them. Many of them have prototypes in history and are real heroes in history, so they are more real and desirable.
I will also become such a person, shining brightly, making my family proud, and able to protect the people close to me, so that they can live a relaxed and comfortable life.
Rather than saying that I envy the glory of heroes saving the world, it is better to say that I envy the great freedom that heroes can obtain.
Because he is a hero, he can do many things that others need to worry about and endure. Not only will he not be criticized, but he will also be understood and forgiven by others.
Why do I have to emphasize this kind of thing? Because I have always had a vague wish and idea.
If I am strong enough, then my sister does not need to marry for the benefit of the family. She can freely choose the life she wants, and I can occasionally eat the dinner she prepared and listen to her singing and telling me songs.
That distant story.
But such things are treasonous and deviant after all, so I never told even my best childhood playmate.
Later, when my sister got married, most of this dream was shattered. After entering Emenas, although I studied seriously and integrated into the aristocratic circle of the Western Region, in the end, I still didn't want to make my sister sad.
Because this is the qualification she asked for for me after marrying into the Earl of Wolfthorn's family. I don't want to waste her efforts and kindness, but this is the warmest place in my heart.
When I was young, I was treated coldly by my aunt's relatives because of my illness. They sent me back to my hometown town because they were afraid that I would infect their children. My classmates who were studying in the same extraordinary sect in the past were no longer there.
Didn't contact me either.
Although I was still young at that time, I also deeply realized that few people in this world really love me.
When I first entered the city to study, my uncle praised me for my good looks and even said that he would marry his daughter to me on the spot. Although I knew this was just talk, I couldn't help but feel happy, and then I joined the "Sword of the Wind" faction.
When I was studying, I was praised one after another by the teacher because of my good talent. At that time, my tail was almost raised.
However, these things are so fragile, and the human heart is difficult to rely on, and it cannot withstand the test. Even though I still treat others as kindly as before, in fact, since then, I have rarely invested in hope and belief.
Already.
Rock was my only true friend when I was a boy. His ideals were even more lofty. I thought he was just a whim like other children, but later I finally confirmed that he really wanted to embark on that path.
It is also the path of a hero, but unlike me, what he pursues is to save the world, so arrogant and aloof.
Even though it is not easy for a person to save himself and the people around him, he thinks more. I want to tell him this reality, but of course, he will not listen to my advice.
Come to think of it, if he was really so easily swayed, then I wouldn't regard him as my best friend when I was a teenager.
The ideal, perfect, equal, beautiful and harmonious world does not exist. Reality is not a castle in the air built on fantasy, but built on bricks and mortar of interests and emotions.
Rather than believing in the promises of outsiders, it is better to believe in the power and strength in your hands.
In the process of reaching the peak step by step, I believe this more and more, and at the same time, I feel more and more how rare true love and family are.
Therefore, in order to protect this little warmth, I am destined not to let go. Even if I step on the many bones, I must reach the top of the hero and gain the power to guard precious things.
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ps: Again, there is still a lot of content in this volume, and the real climax and ending of the Empire Chapter have not yet been reached, so you don’t have to worry. 0 0/~
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