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History And War Of Parallel World

Born into imprisonment, Michael Rose hails from a family that once held the imperial throne but faced defeat in the last major war, leading to their confinement. At the tender age of five, Michael and his family attempted to flee, yet only he succeeded in escaping the clutches of imprisonment. Witness the unfolding journey of our hero as he seeks revenge for his family's plight and navigates the challenges that lie ahead, determined to reclaim his family's honor and bring an end to his compelling saga.

Shuvo_Sen · War
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Chapter:10 War

[Scarcely any Days Later]

After the State head of Genoa left, my conflict arrangements were finished. The time had come to assault. I sent a courier to Genoa, and it would take him two days to return. I chose to visit the military camp close to the Rose Ocean. Assuming you passed the Rose Ocean, you would arrive at the Rritin Realm and Republic of Genoa. We had 5500 infantry and 500 boats to convey the infantry. Each boat could convey a limit of 8 people. I started the excursion to arrive at the camp on ponies with Tommy, leaving Sela in the palace.

[Camp Arrival]

*Two troopers protecting the entryway approached*

"It is a distinction to meet you, Sir Michael."

*They brought down their heads*

"You might raise your heads."

*They raised their heads*

"All in all, how are the arrangements? What's more, the task?"

"Arrangements look great. The undertaking is prepared; all it needs is a test."

"What sort of task, Michael?"

"The undertaking is named 'cannon.'"

"What is a gun?"

"A cannon is an enormous, weighty piece of big guns, regularly mounted on wheels."

"How can it respond?"

"Inside the gun is a metal ball with dark powder. The blast impels the ball for a distance."

"Along these lines, it's for long-range assaults, Michael."

"Indeed, and it's my secret weapon against the Rritin Realm."

We explored the camp and made a beeline for the capital.

[After 2 Days]

*The courier returned*

"Sir, John has acknowledged your proposition. They need 7 additional days to plan for battle against Sixa."

"Alright, then I have one final errand for you. It will be troublesome, however in the event that you make it happen, I'll by and by get a sense of ownership with your family and award them an honorable title. The catch is, you can pass on."

"Could you at any point cut to the chase?"

"See, to do it, you can say no."

"Might I at any point hear the mission?"

"You will go as a courier, conveying the message pronouncing battle against the Rritin Realm. There's a high opportunity you won't return alive."

"I'll take it."

"You will!?"

"It's not so much for cash; it's for honor."

"Okay."

"If it's not too much trouble, deal with my family in the event that I don't return?"

"I will not neglect."

With this request, he began his excursion at night. I was dazzled and disheartened by his choice. I failed to remember his name. He is Nuntius Imperii.

**Nuntius Imperii's POV**

Hi! I'm Nuntius Imperii, the courier of Rrate Realm. My most memorable occupation was conveying a message to the Republic of Genoa, which I effectively finished. After their neighborliness, I felt far better. Presently, my lord, Michael Rose, has requested that I convey a message of battle to the Rritin Realm. My supervisor cautioning me that I can bite the dust. Yet, assuming I pass on like that I will feel respected.

[2 Days Later]

[In the Capital of Rritin Empire]

I showed up at the capital of the Rritin Realm and made a beeline for the palace.

[A Couple of moments Later]

[Inside the Castle]

**Lenin Rritin's POV**

*I sat on the throne*

*I'm drinking brew *

*A warrior arrived*

"Sir, a courier from Rrate Domain has shown up."

"What!? Who?! Where!?"

"Sir, would it be advisable for us to give him access?"

"Innnnnnnn let him in!"

*I became drunk*

I didn't want to work any longer after the consuming conflict of 100. It was a superb conflict. I slew in excess of 100 individuals, every one of them men as well as ladies. I think a man is a man when he can openly drink, rest, and misuse ladies. The maltreatment of ladies makes a man the man.

*An individual arrived*

*I proceeded with drink my beer*

"Your Greatness, I'm a courier from Rrate Realm. I have a directive for you."

"Goodness, did the Ruler propose for me to wed her? I concur, however she must be my subsequent spouse."

"Sir, it's anything but a proposition."

"Anyway, what is it?"

"It is a statement of war against you, sir."

"What did you say?"

I flagged a few troopers to draw nearer to him.

*The fighters drew nearer to him.*

"Presently say it once more, kid."

"I said that Rrate Realm will pronounce battle on yo..."

"Kill him."

*two warriors stap in his neck *

The stap deliberately killed him. Nuntius Imperii is dead.

"Who do they assume they are? How could they think at any point win against me? I will kill them. It will be a superb war..."

The end.

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