Now Pete walked down the street, enjoying the feeling of being surrounded by crowds and followed by their gaze.
This feeling was wonderful.
He was no longer a humble adjutant; he had become the backbone of these thousands of people, their guardian in their eyes.
This sense of accomplishment made him feel that all the cold he had endured and all the nights he had stayed awake were worth it.
The more he enjoyed this honor, the deeper his gratitude grew towards that person.
Pete instinctively looked at the distant red flag fluttering in the air and took a deep breath in his heart.
"Without Lord Louis, I am nothing."
It was Lord Louis who gave him this uniform, these resources, and more importantly, the Red Tide method that could change the world.
He had merely followed the blueprint drawn by Lord Louis to construct such a miraculous town.
All the prestige he possessed was but a reflection of the brilliance of the Red Tide.
"May the Sun always shine upon you, my Lord."
