Chapter 1027

"Alan."

Ebel said to Allen in a cold voice without any emotional color:

"Do you have feelings for this country and its people after staying in the British Empire for a long time?"

As soon as Abel's voice fell, Allen hurriedly said:

"No! No! "

Abel ignored Allen's argument and asked Allen in a higher tone:

"What about the hesitation on your face just now?"

"I, I..." Alan hesitated.

"Alan, do you remember what you told us six years ago?"

The bad color on Ebel's face grew stronger and stronger.

"Six years ago, you were defeated by Su Cheng and surrendered to the British Empire."

"After surrendering to the britannian Empire, you immediately sent a letter to the country and said to your majesty: your surrender is just a false surrender in order to break into the britannian Empire and be a spy."

"After hearing what you said, your majesty ordered to put down the butcher knife that was supposed to cut your wife and your son."

"In the past six years, you have not made any contribution to your country, have not sent back important information, nor have you secretly poisoned or framed any important figure in the British Empire."

"We only see that you continue to be reused and promoted in the British Empire."

"If it were other impatient monarchs, I'm afraid they would have regarded you as a traitor who has completely forgotten the motherland and slaughtered all the families you left in the motherland."

"Fortunately, your majesty is magnanimous and tolerates you again and again."

"Why? Because your majesty has always believed that you still care about your motherland and that you will one day be able to play a great value at a critical juncture. "

"Now, Alan, answer me - are you britannian or Frankish?"

"I'm Frank!" As soon as Abel finished his words, Allen, whose face was already covered with cold sweat, quickly shouted, "I have never had the idea of betraying the Frank empire!"

"If you don't, just do what I just said! Lead your order of uriers against the British Empire! "

Speaking of which, eberton.

Then, the bad color on his face disappeared quickly like the melting of ice and snow.

In the twinkling of an eye, the strange smile reappeared on Ebel's face.

"Alan, it doesn't matter if you really have feelings for the British Empire and the people of this country and don't want to rebel against the British Empire."

"After all, if you don't want to return to the embrace of the Frankish Empire, we really can't do anything to you."

"The only thing we can do is to collect debts from your wife and children who remain in the Frankish empire."

Ebert accentuated the word "debt collection".

After hearing the word "debt collection", Allen naturally clenched his hands more tightly.

"Do it yourself, Alan. Think about it -- are you general Alan Jones, who was among the top generals for the first time in the history of the Frankish empire as a civilian, or Alan Jones, the four Royal Knights of the British Empire? "

With that, Abel turned and left.

Just as he was about to leave Allen's field of vision, he added again:

"I only give you five days to think about it. If I still don't see you leading the Uriel knights to raise the Rebel Flag in five days, I'll go home and report to your majesty - Alan doesn't think of himself as a Frankish anymore."

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When Allen recovered, he had found himself in the camp where he lived.

How he left the woods, how he returned to the barracks, how he returned to his camp - he couldn't remember any of these things.

Allen has been in a rather trance since Ebel left.

The camp was dark because there was no oil lamp.

Fortunately, even in such a dark environment, Allen can manage the things around him.

Alan, who had not even taken off his armor, moved his heavy feet, moved himself to his bed, and sat down by the bed.

After sitting down by the bed, Alan bowed down, put his elbows on his thighs, and buried his head low.

Allen, who was originally quite strong, was like a rickety old man. He didn't seem to have a bone on his waist, showing a soft state.

The moonlight is bright tonight.

The bright moonlight, hard to penetrate the gap of the military tent curtain, sprinkled into the tent.

The moonlight was like a mountain on Alan, who was sitting by the bed and bent.

"The only thing we can do is to collect debts from your wife and children who remain in the Frankish empire."—— What Abel had just said to Alan echoed in his ears.

At this time, Allen recalled the voice and appearance of his wife and children who had been away for six years.

Allen has been in the British Empire for six years, so naturally he has not seen his wife and children for six years.

Alan has a wife and children in his hometown.

Wife NEFA Lanner, son Adam Jones.

When I separated from them, my son Adam was only 13 years old and my wife NEFA was only 35 years old.

Now, six years later, his son is now 19 years old and his wife is 41 years old.

Not seen for six years, the memories of their appearance have become blurred.

While thinking about his wife and children, Allen's mind came up with other people's faces.

Gozeven, who boldly used him as a knight.

Albert, who fought side by side in the "summer wind" offensive, did not dislike him because of his status as a general, and was particularly enthusiastic about him.

Especially lucky, always fighting together, and now managing and commanding enli of the urier Knights together.

And... Ilsa, who has been reusing him

The of these people flashed through Allen's mind.

After remembering the faces of these people, Allen recalled his time with them.

Although I am not used to Albert's enthusiasm, I unexpectedly don't hate Albert

Together to calm down the bandits in the west, together to lead part of the forces of the urier knights and iron warriors to participate in the "Aurora" offensive, and together to manage the urier Knights... Since joining the britannian Empire, he has always partnered with enli. Although he is about 20 years younger than enli, he and enli accidentally get along well with each other, and it is quite comfortable to cooperate with him

Always take care of him, always reuse him, kind and kind, unlike Ilsa, a monarch

"Damn..."

Allen buried his head a little lower. His hands covered his cheeks.

"I wish I hadn't come to the British Empire..."

The moon seemed to hear Allen's voice. It was full of pain and crying. Under the cover of thick clouds, the moon quietly disappeared.

The moonlight that had originally shone into the account became darker and darker.

In the twinkling of an eye, darkness returned to the tent.

And Allen's body was hidden in the darkness.