Whispers of the Gods

Chapter 4 Mundy I

"Come again!" Master Beldan held the wooden sword in his right hand, and moved inward with the palm of his left hand, signaling for Monty Apollyon to continue attacking.

Monty picked up the one-handed sword that had been hit on the ground again, holding the wooden shield in his left hand, panting.

After preparing for a while, he raised his shield and charged towards Beldan.

Beldan switched to holding the sword with both hands, and stabbed Monty's head from top to bottom with his wrists reversed, forcing him to raise his shield to protect his head, and then raised his foot to kick the shield, causing Monty to make a "boom" sat on the ground.

"Let's practice here today." Monty threw away the shield, lying on the ground panting.

Not only was Beldan taller than him by half a head, but their body types were not on the same level. Training with him was simply suffering.

"Your Highness, Prince Mengdi," Beldan put the wooden sword on his waist, squatted down and said to Mengdi, "It's been more than half a year since your last serious training, if you don't work harder now, it will be too late gone."

Beldan's gray hair was somewhat thinning, his sideburns and beard were grizzled, and there were several wrinkles between his brows and cheeks.

His serious looks make everything he says seem less than a joke.

"It's too late... I don't want to be as powerful as a knight, I'm not at all material for this."

It was Monty's childhood dream to win honor with his long sword on the battlefield like a knight.But it was just a childhood dream, the training was too hard for him.

He just wanted to lie on the ground like this all the time, without doing anything, without thinking about anything.

"You don't lack talent," Berdan said, "what you lack is determination."

"I have determination, but not violence," Mundy replied.

Mundy prefers books to swords.He enjoys reading books on history, religion and the military, and studying Vivaria and Mussore.He was always fascinated by the debates and lectures of scholars.

"In the history of the Hastza Empire, the great rulers have always been both civil and military," Master Beldan stretched out his hand to Mundi, "'Great Emperor' Igomel I, 'King' Imbel,' The great 'Agric III, they are good examples."

Monty grabbed Beldan's hand, stood up and said, "In my opinion, Hunnard the Wise, Igomel IV the Justice, and my father are no more successful than the three you mentioned. How much worse. By the way, the 'King of Man' Imbell was never emperor."

"I mean no offense to Your Majesty Vigrich," said Beldan, "but only the great achievements of war and conquest will be remembered."

"Because that's the most obvious thing," said Mundy, "when people turn on a map, they can easily point out which territories were won or lost under which emperor, and where which famous battle took place. Campaigns, those are the things that come to mind easily."

"That's true," Beldan admitted.

Mundy continued: "The conquest of the continent of Iluyanka by Igmer I, and the taming of the plains and wetlands of Tuhoyeti by Imbel and Agric III are all stories we have heard from childhood.

People tend to attribute great achievements to the conquerors and warriors of these territories, because it fits the image of a hero in their hearts, but they ignore the importance of consolidating the empire, operating and maintaining territories is not as simple as acquiring territories by war . "

"Why? The conquerors solved the foreign enemies for his descendants, and left them a lot of wealth and territory." Belldan asked.

"A lot of times, the enemy isn't out there," explains Mundy, "and every time an old enemy falls, a new one rises."

"His Royal Highness Prince Alan." Hearing Beldan's greeting, Monty realized that his younger brother Alan had walked beside them.

"Master Beldan, brother." Allen greeted.Perhaps because of his slightly short stature, the 17-year-old Allen's face is full of childishness.

Alan was not born to the same mother as Chuck and Monty, so unlike Chuck and Monty's black hair, Alan inherited his mother's blonde hair and blue eyes, which makes him not look like Ha Sturza people.

"Alan," Monty smiled, "Do you want to join us? Master Beldan and I are discussing the achievements of past emperors in history."

"I don't feel like I can contribute anything to this conversation," Allen said with a wry smile, "but I can listen."

"Haha, don't worry, Your Highness Alan, I can't do it either." Beldan laughed.

"When Imbel and his son Agric III defeated the Saverio people from defense to attack, and then conquered the Eastern Region in one fell swoop, the Hastza Empire was working hard for one goal from top to bottom That was to defeat the invaders and take their lands. They did it, and they will go down in history,” continued Mundy.

"But people will not remember that our dominion in the East was never secure because of the speed of the conquest.

In the next few decades, the situation did not improve. The local nobles in the wetlands did not favor the emperor Igomel IV, but instead flocked to his younger brother, Odd, who was also born to Agric III. Lick.

In the empire that had lost its unified goal, the powerful and powerful began to go their own way again, laying the groundwork for the "apostate rebellion" that later split the empire. "

"I thought the 'Apostasy Rebellion' was a rebellion by the followers of the Sun," Allen said.

"The Supreme Being? That's part of it," Mundy said. "Historical events often have multiple causes, and people have always been able to justify what they did."

History is a mirror, and those who do not learn from the past are doomed to repeat it.

This is a sentence that his father Vigrich often said to Monty when he was a child, and it is also his favorite sentence. Most of his love for books and history comes from his father.

"It seems that His Highness Monty is the master when it comes to books." Beldan sighed.

"After all, this is my weapon." Monty laughed.

Furthermore, with Zhuo Ke as the eldest brother, he does not need to bear the responsibility of succeeding his father as the next ruler. As the second son, he only needs to do what he likes to do.

"His Royal Highness Prince Alan, do you want to come and practice?" Beldan asked Alan.

"Okay, come on." Allen agreed briskly.

(End of this chapter)