Quiet Blessing

In the year 241 of the 6th era, Constantinople was in turmoil.
Emperor Constantine personally lead his army, which was completely annihilated. The pagan empire, riding on the wave of a great victory, annexed the entire eastern territory of the empire, and its military might pointed directly at the capital.
The 17-year-old imperial princess Theodora ascended the throne in crisis, facing what was already a terribly damaged realm.
Rome was about to fall.
....................
The wheels of fate spun wildly as a transmigrator appeared on the streets of Constantinople.
"According to the original plot, it was only a matter of time before Constantinople would fall." he pondered.
"Perhaps I should first whisk away the empress."
(The book is categorized under game fantasy worlds, set in a magically altered Middle Ages, and another title is 'I Really Can't Lead This Team')

Revive Rome: Wait! Why not make the empress fall in love with me first?

"Achilles, young master!" Sadric said helplessly, "You did so well with the two-handed greatsword in the first round, why switch to a single-handed straight sword in the second round? Now we must change your duel arena nickname. How about 'Night Blade'?"


"It's strange. Most people are so picky about their nicknames, fearing they won't sound resounding or imposing. But you, you just don't care, as if reputation means nothing to you." Sadric shook his head in bewilderment and sighed as he walked away. Sigrdrifa, who was sharpening her axe nearby, looked up and smiled:


"That's great. Every time I called you 'Viking,' I got goosebumps."


"How about I give you that name?" Aske said.


Chapter 37: Battle with Beowulf