Day after day, fighting against the monsters that came in like innumerable flocks of ants. Old comrades dying beside them, the newly acquainted friends meeting the same fate.
The soldiers' will did not break even as the mountain of corpses piled up, they remained steadfast.
Because they had a reliable general.
Even soldiers who lost their morale—with a single speech from the general would start to silently sharpen their swords with blazing intent in their eyes.
And this great general was Kieran's old friend.
Kieran had once asked this friend of his—how was he able to raise the morale of his soldiers so much with just one speech.
His friend replied, "There's nothing complex about it."
"Proud citizens of Roberto!"
Kieran's voice reverberated throughout the city through mana. The citizens were befuddled. Even the monsters directed their attention towards him.
– Chi-hee!
Two harpies stretched their claws towards Kieran.
– Slikk!
