After a while, a young man holding a child handed the child to a woman beside him and stood up.
The woman held him back and whispered with concern: "Be careful!"
The young man avoided the woman's gaze with a sense of guilt and whispered: "You too!" After that, he strode out of the crowd.
Under his leadership, many people also said goodbye to the people next to them and walked out.
Fagris patted the young man's shoulder and asked comfortingly: "Young man, what is your name?"
"Printors."
Fagris glanced at the woman holding the child and comforted him: "Don't worry, after we repel the enemy, you will be able to reunite with your wife soon."
He thought the two were husband and wife, and the young man nodded solemnly.
The 5,000 soldiers of the Third Legion, led by Hieronymus, advanced towards Asprustum. Their pace wasn't so much slower than that of the troops of Laeus, who had advanced north of the Neto River, but rather a deliberate delay to ensure smooth execution.
