Chapter 44 The Twin Legions (Part 1)

Somehow, the moon was exceptionally bright that night, so bright that there was no need to light a campfire for lighting the camp where our mercenaries were stationed. When Andrew and I returned to the camp, we saw that they had already set up their tents.

"We're going to move to a new location tomorrow, so why did we set up the tent tonight?"

I looked at them and asked in confusion.

"Because they slept together in the end." Andrew said earnestly, "Although we didn't spend much time together, we fought together after all, so we have some feelings for each other."

"You mean, they're not from the Gemini Legion?"

"Only you and I were assigned to the main Gemini Legion, and they were all assigned to the Gemini Auxiliary Legion." Andrew said with a smile: "If I hadn't given the flag to the officer who issued the military cards, I'm afraid we would have been assigned like this."

I didn't say anything else, but I felt that Andrew's words made some sense. We paid more than them, at least Andrew gave up the flag of a legion. And those people didn't give anything, so naturally, Andrew and I were transferred to the main legion by that corrupt officer for the first time.

Andrew and I hastily picked up some sticks and cloth, and quickly built a simple tent and were about to lie down in it.

"Wait, Luke."

Andrew called me again.

"What's the matter again, Andrew!"

I looked at him impatiently, and saw him handing me a sword. The hilt of the sword was carved very finely, and it was quite similar to the sword that the traitor Levi had in his hand this morning.

Andrew held the sword in front of me and said, "Here, Luca, this one belongs to you!"

"Me?" I pointed at myself in surprise, and then looked at the sword. Is it the standard equipment of the Gemini Legion soldiers? But I saw that Andrew's other weapon on his waist was still the humble Spada iron sword that he had snatched at the Akwe-Sextia venue.

"Where did you get this?"

"Levito gave it to me. This is a top-grade cavalry sword." Andrew said, "In fact, he even returned all the commission he got from robbing you this morning, but I used your money to pay for a doctor."

"What is that?"

Just as I was thinking about how to deal with him, I saw him take out a large piece of bread and my water bottle filled with water. I came to my senses. It turned out that I was busy all day yesterday, my mind was full of national affairs, and I forgot to eat, which is an indispensable thing of the day. It was all because of my stomach. Why was it so obedient today and didn't make any noise or fuss? It seemed that it supported me for the first time.

Without saying anything, I pushed the sword away. I had to think carefully about what this Roman traitor had in mind. But the bread was harmless. I took the bread and the kettle and ate it with relish. This word could not describe me more appropriately now.

I lay in the tent all night without sleeping. I ate too much bread and was so full that I tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. The snoring around me was already thunderous. Although it was noisy but very quiet, I still felt that I could calm down alone.

I took off the chain mail that I had worn for a long time with great effort. In the dead of night, I thought of Xiaoya again, the woman whom I was trying desperately to forget. Recalling every bit of past with her, her every frown and smile, I pounded my chest hard, forcing myself to forget her and every bit of the past.

"Liu Ende, Liu Ende!"

I blamed myself, beating my chest and stamping my feet, wondering why I didn't cherish her then, why I regretted it now, if I had worked harder and not lost my job, would I have been able to see her again, would I not have to break up with her, would I not have been so disheartened and robbed, would I not have died like this, would I not have been reborn in such a hopeless world, all because I lost my job, and my fate changed like this.

It was not until early the next morning that I got up, rubbing my dark circles. At this time, some soldiers whose names I could not remember had already stood up and walked out of the tent, carrying their packages. Without any words of farewell, they just tried to keep their voices as low as possible, walked out of the camp, and disappeared from my sight.

"It looks like it's time to leave."

I muttered to myself and stepped out of my tent.

"Hey, Luke, what are you doing?"

Andrew was lying on the other side, murmured and rubbed his eyes. It seemed that my actions woke him up.

"Let's go, Andrew, it's time for us to report!"

I picked up the package that I hadn't opened, and put on the mail armor with Andrew's help. My mail armor was already rusty, and it was time to clean it in the new barracks. I thought that if it weren't for the shirt, my health would probably be harmed by this rusty mail armor.

They packed up quickly and left without saying goodbye to their unfamiliar comrades. Perhaps this was the custom of the Romans. Although they had experienced life and death together, they were not friends.

No bread was delivered today. It seems that the logistics unit has already known that our unit no longer exists. So they saved trouble by also skipping our regular meals.

"Let's go quickly, Andrew. At least we can have a decent meal when we reach the camp of the Gemini Legion."

I left without hesitation, quickly picking up the unnecessary bits and pieces on hand, and stretched my muscles. The blood-stained shirt made my skin very uncomfortable, and then I turned back to look in my backpack, only to find with a wry smile that I didn't have even a decent shirt in my hand.

Unable to wait any longer, I put on my backpack and followed Andrew out of this ruin which was not even a campsite.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Luca and Mr. Andrew?"

The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!

I had only walked a few steps when I was stopped by a woman. The woman was dressed completely differently from the homeless people wandering the streets. Although the light blue dress was a little old and had turned pale from repeated washing, it was the best dress the girl had. The thin girl was carrying a wooden basket. She washed her face very clean, and her fair skin looked really good, but it still couldn't cover up her bloodless and pale lips.

"Anai?"

I'm not quite sure because the girl was covered in dust yesterday and I can't remember her appearance, but her facial features are somewhat similar.

"Yes, I'm Anais."

The girl was a little embarrassed, but she was not like the Asian girls who kept their heads down for a long time without saying a word. She looked at me, and perhaps because she couldn't organize her words well, she spoke hesitantly.

"Well, okay, I came here mainly to thank you for what you did yesterday. Well, really, thank you very much, I am very grateful to you, and of course Mr. Andrew, thank you for your visit."

As she said that, she took out a piece of browned bread from the basket and handed it to me. I instinctively wanted to refuse. Damn, this habit I developed since childhood has taken effect now. I calmed down and tried to restrain my impulse to refuse. As a result, I took the bread from Anai's hand. At this time, I saw the silver ring on her ring finger.

"Thank you."

I swallowed my saliva, took it and took a big bite. It was really good.

Anais then handed Andrew another loaf of bread and said to us, "Thank you so much for standing up for us. Unfortunately, our family doesn't have anything else to repay you, so we had to use the remaining flour to make these two loaves of bread for you. I hope you don't mind." Poor woman, she had just lost her child and now she was trying to repay her gratitude.

I ate the piece of bread in my hand in a few bites, wondering how I could repay this poor woman. I took out the old Spada iron sword from my backpack (I had thrown away the broken one because it was worthless anyway) and gave it to Anai.

"Take it. Rather than being bullied, it's better to draw your sword and fight back!"

Ana looked at the sword in my hand, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out to take it. She held the hilt with her right hand, bit her lip, and pulled out the Spada iron sword bit by bit with great effort. Unfortunately, the rough blade could not reflect her hateful eyes. She sheathed the sword again and nodded to me, indicating that she agreed to accept my gift in return.

It was getting late and I had no reason to linger here. Anais insisted that we take the basket of bread anyway, so I took the basket, said a quick goodbye to Andrew and continued on our way.

(End of this chapter)