Let me introduce you, this is my girlfriend, the Israeli boxing champion

While Alvin and Shion were debating about the types of instant noodles, Da Vinci sat next to him, holding his chin and watching with a smile.

This tiny movement naturally did not escape Shion's sight. When she saw Da Vinci watching them arguing with a smile, she felt unhappy and decisively ended the topic with Alvin.

"To be honest, Alvin, your decision on which side to help is extremely emotional. If you are in a tiny singularity created by the Holy Grail, I have no objection."

"That's the problem. The second singularity you are in is Constantinople in 1453. According to human history, on May 1453, 5, the glory of the Roman Empire disappeared in a sea of ​​flowers."

"Alvin, no matter what decision you make, Constantinople is doomed."

Rational, wise, good at thinking, and always able to make the most correct judgment, this is the next president of Atlas Academy, Shion Eltnam Sokalis.

What Sion said was true, and Alvin knew it very well. Olga Marie would not object to his choice, but she would not support him either. In this case, the significance of Shion being able to contact him secretly in the computer room was self-evident.

In return, he received this extremely fatal reply:

"Alvin... Ritsuka took Mashu and the others to attack those two fortresses."

Alvin looked blankly at the calendar on the wall.

From April 4th to April 6th, no more, no less, exactly thirteen days.

PS1: ywwuyi! You are really mean now!

PS2: Xiaoxiang and LGD played well in this game.

Except for xinQsama, the other nine people and I who was watching the live broadcast were all disgusted by the bomber.

PS3: Why do I feel like the people around me have no desire for this infinite pool...

Chapter 141: As a Sultan, do you understand the difficulties faced by ordinary people?

April 1453, 4, should have been an ordinary day, but at this moment it was like a death warrant reminding Fatih all the time what he must, no, must accomplish.

"Sultan, Virgil the Great is outside the door and has something to report."

What is Teacher Khalil doing here so late?

Although the Sultan was ready to rest, he still chose to summon him.

"It's so late, is there anything else, teacher?"

"Please ask Yericheni beside you to leave first. This matter is very important."

Hearing this, Fatih simply waved his hand, and the Yericheni immediately understood, saluted the Sultan, and then retreated.

But the Sultan still said nothing, but took out a few pieces of letter paper from the pile of papers in front of him. He handed them to Khalil, as if he had guessed that the other party would come back.

"It seems to be true. We are now surrounded in Edirne."

"After Hunyadi's envoy arrived, I probably knew this would be the outcome, but at the time I could only pretend I didn't know." The Sultan did not embarrass his mentor, and probably because he knew his mentor's temperament, he was too frank in his words. "So I was surrounded, and it was all my own fault."

Khalil was slightly stunned.

"So what I'm doing now is just to make amends for my behavior."

As the Sultan continued speaking, he turned and walked into his inner room. When he came out again, he had an envelope in his hand, which he opened in front of Khalil.

"This is intelligence that was delivered at the cost of the life of an undercover agent lurking in Constantinople. After this, all our intelligence networks in Rome were completely destroyed."

"If everything is true, our situation is even worse than that of Constantinople."

Hearing the Sultan's words, Khalil took the bloodstained intelligence letter with great caution. After reading only two or three lines, his expression became extremely embarrassed.

"Fell into a trap."

"So, these days, I asked the Pasha of Edirne to order a large amount of logging, and asked Hamza Bey to train sailors. I also sent another 2,000 people to Rumeliburg to support the battle there. This is the retreat I prepared - if we still have time."

"Then what about the other side? It's Attila, the one you, Sultan, have high hopes for? Oh, God, even though the facts are in front of me, I still can't accept it."

"But no matter what, she is now our only hope for a comeback." Fatih became excited. He waved his fist and struck out five lightning whips, then regained his senses.

"But we only have three days to get Attila to agree. The problem is that she is directly following the orders of Leif Lenore Flaunos. With Leif missing, I don't have many guarantees."

Since there was no one around, Khalil made some things clear: "Ripe fruits will naturally fall from the tree. If you force the unripe apples, they will be too bitter to swallow. Fatih, you are wrong this time. I am embarrassed."

"It's not just that you are embarrassed." The Sultan shook his head, turned around, and looked at the hanging map with some worry. "Teacher is the Virgil the Great who was entrusted by my father before his death. I won't mention the nine years of hard work. On the day in the Imperial City, you stood on my side against all odds, and then you ran around to prepare for the war in Constantinople. Compared to you, I am just an unlearned student."

"You are totally wrong, Sultan." Virgil was not choked by the Sultan's promises. Instead, he began to preach seriously: "Shortly after the Battle of Varna, the seriously ill old Sultan called a few of us to his bedside and read out the name of the heir in front of us."

"But not long after that, the old Sultan came to me again and asked me to protect you. I didn't understand what happened at the time, but it happened a few days later."

After confessing everything he had hidden in his heart for many years, Khalil looked ashamed, but more of a relieved, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

"From this point of view, the teacher has not let me down. On the contrary, the teacher has let down the countless people whom he has never met."

Khalil was a little stunned when he heard what the Sultan said.

"Teacher, you see, the food we eat and the money we use are all contributed by those poor people you have never seen. If it weren't for these poor people supporting us, would we be able to launch wars again and again?"

Virgil was completely stunned.

"Tomorrow, I will go to Attila's ancestor in person. If successful, we can launch an attack on Constantinople again, but if we fail, teacher, we will abandon this land under our feet and go back to fight those invading enemies."

“But if we succeed, neither the Balkans nor the Mamluks will be our opponents, and the Ottoman Empire will be on top of the world.”

Khalil did not say anything about the Sultan's words. He just asked seriously:

"Sultan, do you also know the difficulties faced by ordinary people?"

Fatih was slightly stunned, and then he thought of the family who died because of him. His nose felt sore, but he still held it back.

"I have encountered them quite a bit while traveling these years."

Virgil nodded and was about to leave, but he couldn't help but turned back and asked again: "When will everything be over?"

The Sultan was stunned, and this time he did not reply.

"Capture Constantinople?" Khalil couldn't help but ask.

"As long as we pick that red apple, things will definitely get better."

"That's right." Khalil silently put away the letter, bowed to Fatih, and left with his head down.

The Sultan was stunned for a long time, his mouth wide open, but no sound came out.

PS1: The Ottoman Empire had many enemies on its way to rise, such as Byzantium, Serbia, Mamluks, and many countries in decline, but Persia, Austria, and Hungary were truly powerful countries. They were able to seize opportunities when they were rising, rise among the Anatolian tribes with many princes, and eventually become one of the strongest countries in the world. One cannot help but admire the ability of each sultan to seize opportunities.

It's outrageous that 85% of the country's territory was lost in one war, and it's too bad when things are going badly.

PS2: It’s time for the official Azure skin recommendations again. I’ve become accustomed to it.

PS3: The exam is in December, so you can just check out the updates then, and just don’t delete the book.

PS4: Ms. Kinoko is already 47 years old, so is Tsukihime R Ma Ye still being made? (Looking up at the sky)

PS5: Today's Faze is still up as always...

Chapter 142 Decision and betrayal

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"General, the enemy's offensive has intensified again. According to the news from the past few days, their reinforcements have probably arrived."

On the tower of Rumeli Castle, Leonidas observed the actions of the siege troops from a high vantage point, and after hearing the soldiers' reports, he gave orders.

"Tell the other brothers that no matter whether the Ottomans below really launch an attack or not, they must always pay attention and not slack off in the slightest."

He had figured out that this group of people were trying to tire out the soldiers in order to consume the combat effectiveness of his soldiers. However, he had no good strategy for this conspiracy and could only issue an order to strengthen the night patrols. After all, he had captured the two fortresses by relying on night attacks.

Compared with the defenders who were on high alert, the other side became much more relaxed.

Inside the tent, Li Xiang, who was playing Texas Hold'em, looked at the time and nodded to Long Niang who was sitting next to him.

"It's time, Elizabeth, to practice singing."

"Is it finally time for me to practice as Elizabeth Bathory? Don't worry, little deer cub, the performance today will be a success!"

After that, our dragon lady swung her tail and jumped out. Looking at her back, Mashu could only sigh secretly:

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Leonidas."

"Hmm, so Yu is next, right? Yoshi, I'll get ready now!"

Therefore, when the condition that the Emperor of Rose went backstage to prepare in advance was met, the number of participants became three people.

"That woman is too positive, Migu..."

Tamamonomae was playing with the chips in front of her. Originally, she could have won all of Nero's remaining chips in one go, but she just fell short by one move.

"By the way, Miss Scathach is so enthusiastic about filling in the gaps, why didn't she join in from the beginning, Migu."

When the mature woman in purple took over Nero's remaining cards and chips, an expression of confidence of victory appeared on her face.

"You guys come together."

By the way, Ophelia served as the dealer, and as for Aku Hinako, she was always the first one to be eliminated; the two newcomers who had no knowledge at all made such a clear choice in this regard that it was a choice that only Aku Hinako-senpai could make.

"Really? Why are you playing this again? Ritsuka, how many games did you win?"

A blue image appeared on Mash's shield. Olga Marie supported her left face with one hand and tapped the table casually with her right hand. She looked a little annoyed, but actually she wished she could be involved.

"I really want to say yes, but I haven't won yet."

"How is that possible? I even won when I first started playing with him!"

"That was Alan coming up and opening the sea, Mary."

The long-lost Romani added this sentence "coincidentally" while holding the mug of milk tea she had just made. After putting the cup on the table, she leaned over and added another stab:

"And Mary, don't forget that in the second hand, Allen made a complete comeback with only one chip left. This is only in Chaldea. If it happened in those regular competitions, tsk tsk..."

In just a few words, Olga Marie, who was originally quite spirited, was instantly devastated and lost all her fighting power.

"Romani, when did you become so vicious..."

"Hey, is there any?"

"It's all because of being spoiled..."

Olga Mary lamented, but quickly cheered up. She found a map of Constantinople and the Balkans in April 1453. This time she had a mission to assign.

By the way, am I that kind of NPC character?

"This is the map that matches our memory, but now, it's about to change."

In the blink of an eye, the map changed drastically. Looking at the map after the huge change, Olga Marie paused for a moment. She was a little bit unbelievable because it was too unreal.

"Fatih was defeated. In the Battle of the Bosphorus, the Ottoman navy was shattered by the combined attack of the Venetian and Genoese fleets and was completely annihilated. The army on land has been unable to break through the Theodosian Wall. On the contrary, the Urban heavy artillery, which was highly expected, exploded after only destroying a corner tower, and was declared completely scrapped."

"Now, he is facing an encirclement formed by armies attacking from five directions. If there is no miracle, the Ottoman Empire, which spans the three continents of Asia, Europe and Africa, will disappear from our memory."

Olga Marie still feels unreal when she says this. The rise of the Ottoman Empire began under Fatih. Now, there are still more than a hundred years to go before the two turning points of the Battle of Lepanto in 1571 and the Battle of Vienna in 1683, but it is still a question whether the Ottoman Empire can survive to that time point.

"Director, what is your opinion?"

Ritsuka asked calmly. She needed to understand Olga Marie's thoughts and then make a judgment based on the actual situation. After all, she had been the director of Chaldea and had some experience.

"Whether from a magician's perspective or from a personal perspective, I tend to side with the Byzantines. Fatih once ordered that the army be allowed to plunder Constantinople for three days on the day the city was captured. Many precious magic materials from the Age of Gods were lost at that time, which is a very sad fact."

"But as the director of Chaldea, I have only one choice, and that is to stand on Fatih's side unconditionally, attack Constantinople, defeat the Demon Pillar, and repair the singularity. This is what we should do."

"Ritsuka, I don't know what happened to you, and I won't ask you about your past, but I want to ask you a question now."

"Help Fatih reverse all this and turn the distorted history back to the right track, Fujimaru Ritsuka, can you accomplish this impossible task?"

"Before accepting this mission, I also have a question for you, Chief."

At this moment, Fujimaru Ritsuka looked serious, and there was a silence in his eyes like the night wind.

"Why do you know so much about the situation in Constantinople?"

After all, I can't hide it from her... What a smart girl. Olga Marie sighed in her heart, and just when she was about to reveal it all, Romani stopped her.

She looked at Ritsuka in front of the screen, and slowly said the person's name with guilt towards him and determination to restore human justice.

"Because we have a spy in Constantinople, her name... is Leonardo da Vinci."

PS1: "JK Santa Claus...maybe it's not bad"

This satellite has been launched for almost a year.

PS2: It’s great to see those treasure chests flying all over the sky. I want one too.