"*Clap*, *Clap*", Melodias politely clapped at Petricuno as the man made his way back to the group.
He walked with slumped shoulders and a drooping head, pretty disheartened at the lack of support, because Petricuno truly believed he was the most qualified.
He did not buy Alexander's little story and thought of the boy as being capable but ultimately just lucky.
"Well, then senior, please take the stage," After Petricuno's turn, Melodias cordially gestured to Menicus, the eldest of the group to make his speech.
"Let the boy go and let's get it over it quickly." Menicus roughly retorted.
This was because everyone could hear occasional shouts like,
"Alexander, we want Alexander."
"We have already made up our minds."
"Son of Gaia."
'Either the soldiers really want me as their commander or Cam really paid them well,' Alexander's mouth twitched at the slightly embarrassing situation.