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?

Barbarian Warrior's weapon was knocked away, and he knelt on the ground, weakened. Sigrdrifa forcefully delivered an axe blow that nearly shattered his ribs, leaving him unable to rise from the ground.


Dropping the broken weapon he held, Aske's gaze swept the ground and casually picked up a Two-handed Greatsword. The spectator stands erupted completely, with many spectators almost simultaneously standing up and shouting the nickname "Viking" excitedly, their voices nearly piercing the heavens.


At the other end of the Duel Arena, a blood-soaked Saiotis dropped his weapon and knelt to surrender, his eyes filled with frustration and fear of failure.


The Barbarian team leader, nicknamed "Ice Plain Wolf" Yeate, a Northlander with a bristly beard, turned around with a mocking smile, his face smeared with red ochre battle paint and flames seemingly burning in his eyes.


Chapter 38: Promotion to level 2