Empire? It is the same Empire, about which we were told at school?

Empire? It is the same Empire, about which we were told at school? 
Interesting! I thought that it no longer exists. 
  - As you can see, there - noticed Rayoz. 
  - Could guess - Lata Devers looked up to the ceiling. - For me 
pursued this Mahin, what I have in any neighboring kingdom had not seen -- 
He namorschil forehead. - For what you pay here, boss? That is, General? 
  - During the war. 
  - Empire against the Fund, as well? 
  - Exactly. 
  - Why? 
  - I think you can understand it. 
  General Looking into the eyes, shook his head trader. 
  - I am sure I understand. 
  - Zharko here - Lata Devers muttered. 
  He got up, rasstegnul jacket and sat down again, vytyanuv feet. 
  - It seems that you have waited, that I fall into a faint - he talked - or 
wet pants from fear. And I left you a pridushit if want to, and 
This starikan that all the time is silent, nothing against me will not do. 
  - You do not want to - said Rayoz confidently. 
  - Of course, not want - friendly agreed Devers. - First of all, with 
Your death will not stop the war. Instead, you receive a further ten 
generals. 
  - Absolutely right. 
  - Also, if I kill you, your people will kill me. Maybe not 
immediately, but it does not matter. The important thing is that I do not want to. Being Killed 
disadvantage: it never pays off. 
  - I know that you are wise people. 
  - You know what I want, boss? I want you to explain why 
Empire at war with the Foundation? You said that I should know this, and I do not 
I know a riddle guess I can not tolerate. 
  - Have you heard about Seldone? 
  - No. I said that I do not like mysteries. 
  Rayoz quickly looked at Dyusema Barr, he smiled in response and again 
plunged into reverie. 
  - Devers, no pretense - pomorschilsya Rayoz. - Your Fund is 
legend, tradition, or predicting that around to 
Second Empire formed. I know a lot about psihoistoricheskih 
Hari Seldona and layout of your plans for aggression against the Empire. 
  - Even so? - Surprised Devers. - Who told you this? 
  - What is the significance? - In a voice Rayoza zazvuchala threat. -- 
Here, I ask questions, not you. Speak what you know about Seldone. 
  - You are told that this is a legend ... 
  - Do not pick the words, Devers! 
  - I do not quarrel. This is indeed a legend. Each tells the world 
tales in their own way. I heard about Seldone and the Second Empire. Grandmothers 
tell kids at night. Guys postarshe go after ghost 
Seldona of cemeteries and waste landfills. Nonsense, nonsense, and more! 
  View General darkened. 
  - Do not lgite me kindly. I was on the planet term, met with 
people and I know that this fund. 
  - Why, asked me about it? Over the past ten years I have stayed 
The term for no more than two months. You know better than me with whom you 
will have to fight. Forward! Do not waste your time. 
  - Are you confident that the Foundation has nothing to fear? - Gently asked Barr. 
  The merchant turned to the old man. His face red, and precisely prostupil 
white scar. 
  - A-Yes, molchalnik conspiracy. From what you have, Doc, I am somewhat 
sure? 
  Rayoz made Barru barely noticeable sign of the eyes, and he continued: 
  - If you have a moment let us assume that your world may suffer 
defeated and that, perhaps, later you will reap the long 
the bitter fruits of war, you would not have been so careless. I survived the war and I know 
what it is. 
  Lata Devers poterebil beard, looking at the general, the Patricia, 
and laughed. 
  - The Boss, he always spoke so strangely? Think - trader 
posereznel - that such a defeat? I have seen war and destruction. Planet 
passes from hand to hand - so what? Who cares? Me and like me, 
until then no matter - he contemptuously fyrknul. - Understand, planet 
ruled poldesyatka tolstosumov. I will not cry if they kill. The people? 
Ordinary people? Of course, some will die, the other for a while 
oblozhat additional taxes, but all the rest will go 
its course, just sat on top of other tolstosumy. 
  Barr razdulis nostrils, hands задрожали, but he was silent. From trader 
not taken refuge excitement the old man.