The hero who claimed to overlook the entire world stood on a high ground beside Rosum Manor, his face expressionless as he gazed down upon his troops. He launched desperate assaults against the British lines time and again.,He watched, unmoved, as tens of thousands of soldiers from all corners of France, resplendent in their fine uniforms, fought to the death for him. In his twenty years of military service, he had long since become accustomed to conquest and glory, to danger and death; such scenes no longer stirred him.,“Aegron, are you alright” the lady in her Western finery asked, her face etched with both tears and a surprised smile.。