The Eternal General : Highschool DxD x Male Reader

Part 20 : Valea Alba pt.1

(Y/N) : your name
(L/N) : last name
" " : dialogues

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A long time ago..... in a galaxy far far away..... but actually on earth..... and in Europe..... and not really that long ago.....

((Y/N)'s POV)

Get down!!!! Artillery!!!!!!

Gunners on the wall!!!!!

Get on top!!!! Kill them all!!!!!

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July, 1476

Somewhere near Razboieni, Moldavia

((Y/N)'s POV)

I opened my eyes to see darkness. My head hurts as I got up. It has been a while since the last time I slept on a proper bed. Lately, it's either military camps or just plain nature for me. That has been my life so far. At first, I only wanted to do this until I can build a new life, and yet why am I still here ? A mercenary fighting for money......

I guess I got greedy. Presented with wealth, I craved for more. It has been six years if I remembered correctly. The day I started down this path. No regrets..... I have no time for that....

Recently, the Ottomans hired me again. This time I was sent here to Moldavia to help them in their war against a local ruler, Stephan. I have no disdain against the Moldavians nor do I support the Ottomans and their conquests, but I do want the money. And the Ottomans are always happy to pay those who are useful to them. That is why I'm here.

??? : "(Y/N)! Wake up my friend!" That voice, it is none other than an old friend of mine, Bardh. He's also a mercenary like me.

Me : "Bardh, what is it this time ? Can't you see I'm tired?!" I said as he patted my back.

Bardh : "come on! We have been called! They're discussing the plan for tomorrow. I guess they wanted your opinion too." Tomorrow.... another battle..... looks like the turks are trying to end this once and for all.

Me : "alright then, let's go. We wouldn't want the sultan to wait." I said I stood up before walking away.

Bardh : "so, tomorrow is the day huh ?"

Me : "yeah, at least we will be done here. You're going home ?" I asked as he just smiled.

Bardh : "of course. Why don't you come with me. I'll let you meet my wife."

Me : "well, I hear Albania is quite a beauty. But no, not yet at least. I need more before I retire from this."

Bardh : "just make sure you get out before you got in too deep in this kind of life. The sooner you stop the better." He's not wrong. I have been meaning to find another way to get by. Maybe start a business somewhere away from this place. But not yet. I need more money first. This is my chance.

Me : "sure thing." And so, we walked through the military camp and went to the main tent. Inside, were military generals and of course... the Sultan, Mehmed II.