Chapter 1354: Chapter 71: Teacher, Wash Up and Wait for Me!
“Stop yelling! How indecent! Halt!”
The Three Sons of Destiny stormed in hurriedly and skidded to a halt by the bed upon hearing the reprimand.
They stuck out their tongues, obediently extending their small hands to present the required letter.
Luo En pretended to snort lightly, broke the seal, and swiftly scanned the contents of the letter, furrowing his brows involuntarily.
The letter was penned by Caesar and Alexander, originating from the Cilicia region under Roman rule.
This area is located on the Asia Peninsula, north of Cyprus Island, west to Pamphilia, and north to the Taurus Mountains, and is situated in a crucial trade hub leading to the Mediterranean.
Yet, seemingly due to the unique geographical environment and the circulation of immense wealth, heroes from all over were drawn here, forming groups to start ventures.
And two famous historical events put them in the spotlight.
The first: The betrayal of Spartacus and his rebel army;
The second: The kidnapping of Caesar, demanding a high ransom.
Indeed, this is where Caesar was once kidnapped and is the lair of numerous pirates.
Though later on, Caesar organized a fleet to clean up the heroes of various factions here.
But, as we all know, pirates are incredibly resilient, a special creature that emerges from the sea every now and then.
Thus, after being quiet for a while, pirates in the Cilicia region sprang forth again, repeatedly disrupting the transportation routes of Rome and Greece during the Divine War.
However, as the dust of the Divine War settled, the good days for these heroes were naturally numbered.
Under the command of Divine Emperor Nero, Caesar and Alexander assembled a fleet, heading to the Cilicia region to eliminate the bandits.
Originally considering this task to be as easy as a spring outing, where regular troops deal with vagabond pirates.
However, upon entering the Cilicia region, instead of encountering pirates, they first ran into an army adorned in Persian attire.
Their numbers were vast, numbering in the hundreds of thousands.
Moreover, the fleet not only included Persia’s regular slave and auxiliary forces but also the well-equipped Persian Immortal Army from the Persian homeland.
This is the renowned elite force of the Achaemenid Dynasty.
Typically, only the Persian royal family with Divine Blood has the privilege to deploy them during an expedition.
Such large-scale marching clearly wasn’t a spur-of-the-moment decision.
Hence, Alexander and Caesar suspected:
The pirates in the Cilicia region likely allied with the Persian Divine Era to avoid post-war reprisals and became their guides.
Since the expedition was merely to eliminate bandits, Alexander and Caesar were leading only a few tens of thousands of troops.
Furthermore, the fleet didn’t include particularly powerful Divine Blood Heroes and deities.
Cautiously, the two wished to avoid direct confrontation temporarily, leading their armies into nearby fortresses to hold out and await reinforcements.
But they clearly underestimated the scouting ability of this Persian army.
As of the moment the letter arrived, Caesar and Alexander’s movements were already exposed, being steadfastly pursued by the Persians.
At present, it’s likely that both sides have already engaged.
After reading the letter, Luo En couldn’t help but rub his forehead.
A few days ago, he had used false rumors of an Egyptian fleet invasion to scare the complacent Athenians, forcing them to cease internal strife and unite against external threats.
Yet, the Persian army swiftly infiltrated the Roman Empire’s borders through land routes.
Retribution came swiftly…
At this moment, the Three Little Ones who delivered the letter couldn’t help but inquire:
“Teacher, do we need the Temple to gather the priests immediately and prepare for divine assistance?”
“There’s no rush; the deities haven’t shown themselves yet. This is merely an initial human probe, the Persian Divine Era won’t strike this soon.”
Luo En responded casually, his demeanor confident.
After the battle between the Babylonian and Canaan Divine Eras, both sides were mutually damaged.
Whether it’s power restructuring of the Canaan Divine Era, the reshaping of the Babylonian Divine Era, or the internal power struggle within the Persian Alliance, they all require time.
Likewise, the European Divine Era, which absorbed the gods of Babylon and the Garden of Eden, also needs time to adjust.
Thus, now is far from the time for a full-scale war between both sides.
The Persian army that stormed into the Cilicia region is likely a small pawn sent for probing, no need to launch a full-scale mobilization for this.
“But…” The Three Little Ones looked troubled, hesitating to speak.
Usually, they pride themselves on being “senior students”, claiming an obligation to protect their “classmates”.
Though Alexander and Caesar were transfer students who joined midway, they showed great respect to them, always bringing toys or gifts to maintain camaraderie.
Thus, the Three Sons of Destiny were somewhat concerned about the safety of the two younger students.
Noticing the anxiety in the Three Little Ones, Luo En waved the neatly written letter, comforting them:
“Rest assured; if Caesar and Alexander have the leisure to write me a letter, it means they won’t die anytime soon.”
Then he paused, a hint of a smile in his eyes:
“Moreover, these two are far from being the useless eat-and-sleeps of Rome. Even if there is a disparity in troop strength, the Persians may not easily defeat them, and they might even suffer a significant setback.”
Hearing this, the Three Sons of Destiny were completely relieved.
Their teacher always had a knack for perceiving things accurately, and his predictions were seldom wrong.
Since the teacher assured that Alexander and Caesar would be fine, they surely could withstand it.
“Still, leaving them unattended entirely isn’t right either. Notify Nero and Cassandra to wait in the reception hall; I’ll join them shortly.”