Roman took the console and nodded. "Thanks," he said as he turned to read the message on the screen. Tap? he wondered as he pressed a finger on it. Did he do it? The enfolding map that gave his location (and date) made his eyes widened in awe. He was truly doing this!

"Which side do I belong?" he asked quietly. Was he some strategist from the Ottoman Empire or maybe from Hungary kingdom? He checked the stats to take note of his inventory. Weapons, soldiers, provisions. A lot of the details of his life as Solomon seemed blurred, just to keep on his wish for a second, mundane life, but he recalled he had a well-equipped army.

Although he rarely went to war, he was better versed in diplomacy.