"Father, Lieutenant Schwartz once said that some things must be done by someone," Lucas looked earnestly at Baron Scheller, "Why can't it be me?"
"But..."
The young man suddenly laughed, patting his father's back like an old friend: "Look, so many people are involved this time. As long as we can drive that fellow Tugut out of office, His Majesty the Emperor will surely pardon us."
Scheller remained silent for a few seconds, taking a deep breath: "Lucas, your brother is dead. I received the death notice two weeks ago."
He looked at his son: "You're all I have left now. Please..."
Lucas was stunned, his eyes instantly turning red.
The two stood speechless for a while, before an officer shouted from afar: "Scheller, what are you doing? We have to go!"
"Alright!"
Lucas responded, wiping his eyes and said to his father:
"David sacrificed himself for this country; I can't let his death be in vain."
He quickly turned away: "You should go back. I promise I'll return safely."
