Chapter 11 Joining the Army

"So, what are your plans?"

Liu Ende, no, it's Luga (in order to adapt to this place, Liu Ende must accept his new name. Perhaps for this body, this is the name that has accompanied it from birth to death and will be inherited by the new owner) asked Andrew.

Andrew pondered for a long time and said slowly: "I plan to rejoin the army!"

"Rejoin the Army."

Luga looked at him in surprise. Although he didn't think that he could not join the army, the original owner of this body, the boy named Luga, was in the same legion with him. But was it really possible for him to go back like this? Not to mention who could take them in, the first thing was who could they go to, and more importantly, who should they go to?

Andrew seemed to see Luca's doubts. He smiled and said, "I had doubts about your identity. I thought you were a Gothic spy hidden in the legion."

"What do you mean by that?"

Hearing the word "Gothic spy" again, Lujia realized from the beginning that it was not a compliment. Lujia almost killed him for this before, but now that he could sit down calmly, Lujia felt that he had to ask him what was going on!

Andrew sighed and said, "If it weren't for the fact that there are so many barbarians in the legion, there wouldn't be any spies in our ranks!"

"What do you mean, are you saying that you failed because of Goth's spy?"

"Forget it." Andrew shook his head and continued, "You must have been cursed, which led to your strange behavior now. But don't worry, according to the confirmation of Dr. Bella and her wife, I now believe that you are a real Roman, and a comrade-in-arms in the same legion as me. So, as the only soldier left in the Gemina Legion, I will go with you, my friend. When our injuries are healed, I will take the flag of the Gemina Legion and take you to find His Excellency Aetius, the Marshal of the Gallic Provinces Legion. I think he will agree to our following because of the heroic performance of the Gemina Legion!"

Aetius, isn't this the famous Roman general of the last Western Roman Empire? So it was at the end of the Western Roman Empire. Since he was going to join Aetius, it was during the war years, which was between 430 and 455 AD.

“Oh my god!”

Luca, who had some knowledge of history, held his forehead and complained in a low voice: "Why can't I be reborn in a better era, at least when I can avoid war, can't I live in peace?" In order to escape such a life, Luca wanted to die again. In this chaotic era, everyone had their heads on their belts, and God knows when they would die unknowingly. Anyway, he didn't want to stay in this era from the bottom of his heart, but what other ways could he escape? Should he commit suicide now? What if he could never wake up again? He was struggling in his heart, and Luca didn't hear what Andrew said later. It wasn't until Andrew stood up and said goodbye to him that Luca came back to his senses.

Until Andrew walked out of the door, the slightly crowded little house returned to peace again, leaving Luca alone. It must be because of the previous wound that caused him to lose too much blood. The fatigue soon filled his whole body. He closed his eyes and recalled Xiaoya's appearance in his mind again. Of course, there were also my parents. I really don't know how much time will pass before we can meet again after this separation, or we will never see each other again. So it would be nice to see each other in my dreams, no need to talk, just a glance! Thinking about it, a tear unconsciously ran down Orius Luca's waist, but soon he fell into a deep sleep. It was a pity that he didn't dream this time. Of course, the dream of meeting each other was once again shattered.

After Dr. Bella's careful care, Luca's abdominal wound healed quickly at a visible speed. In just one week, he was able to walk without help. What's more worth mentioning is that he gradually became familiar with this name. There is nothing wrong with changing the place and the name. After spending some time with Bella's wife, Luca finally knew her name "Plasvia". Whenever Plasvia mentioned that she wanted to let the girl take care of him, Luca smiled and refused. Although the reason he explained to her was because he was afraid that she would be sad to see his embarrassment, the real reason was that he was afraid that the girl was really "Dulcinea". If Luca needed such a "girl" to take care of him, he might not be able to stand up because his legs were weak with fear!

Unconsciously, half a month had passed in the repetitive dressing changes. Here, Luca had to think about the food he ate every day. Although Dr. Bella's family lived a poor life, the food was acceptable except for the lack of meat. After all, it was the predecessor of a gourmet country (Italy), which allowed him to truly experience the Western food from a thousand years ago, cabbage soup with toast. Because it was a fishing village, he was lucky enough to eat grilled fish. Although there was no seasoning, it didn't taste very good, but it was better than nothing! Oh, I forgot to say that in their eyes, fish was considered a vegetarian dish, not a meat dish, probably because the taste was not as solid as meat.

The wound on the abdomen has almost healed and the pain has gone away, but the itching caused by the growing nerve endings has become the biggest problem at the moment!

Oh, I forgot to mention that Andrew no longer needs to be called a cripple, because the wound on his leg has healed and he no longer limps. I really admire Dr. Bella's medical skills, who can still treat such serious injuries in such a backward era. Andrew's rapid recovery made Luca not so happy, because it also meant that the day of returning to the army was getting closer! He stared at the legion flag every day, even when he slept, for fear that someone would steal it and cut off his way back to the legion.

Early in the morning, Luca was awakened by a slight shaking. When he opened his eyes, he found it was Andrew. Through the not-so-bright morning sun shining through the window, he saw that Andrew was fully armed, holding a helmet in his left hand and a legion flag in his right hand. He said to him in a deep voice: "Luca, it's time to get going!"

Luka got up in a daze. Seeing his outfit, he knew what he meant without asking. He got up from the bed and opened the big box at the head of the bed. Inside was his chain mail and helmet, as well as the shield and iron sword he wore when drifting. Luka took out the chain mail and propped it up, looking carefully, looking for the damaged part of his abdomen, but he couldn't find it no matter how hard he tried.

Keep the change, please.

Andrew came up behind him and whispered to him, "When you were unconscious, Prasvia took this set of chain mail to the village blacksmith to repair and clean it. You can't see any signs of damage now!"

"It's fixed."

Luka was surprised to see the intact, no, brand new chain mail, and murmured. This sudden awakening softened his heart. In this unfamiliar world, there were people who cared for him, so how could he leave? He really didn't expect that in just two weeks, Luka could have such a deep relationship with the Bella couple. He couldn't express this feeling. It was as if they had known each other for a long time, and the friendship buried in their hearts could not be easily cut off.

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Luga was shaken, and even wanted to say goodbye to them before leaving, but this small request was firmly rejected by Andrew. His reason was simple. They were all soldiers of the empire, and there should not be such weaknesses. Because many people lost their families when they joined the army, the army became their home, so they had never had relatives or even lovers until their death.

This reason convinced Luca. He didn't know why he listened to Andrew. Was he trying to escape from something? Luca couldn't tell. With Andrew's help, Luca put on the chain mail. The armor weighed 15 kilograms. It was hard to imagine that an old woman like Prasvia would carry such a heavy iron ring to the blacksmith and bring it back from there.

Where can I find someone who is as close to me as a parent? Luga stood there for a long time, refusing to move an inch.

"Don't keep thinking about it, Orius Luca." Andrew patted his shoulder. "You must know that you don't belong here!"

(End of this chapter)