1015 SEEDMONTH
The moment he walked out he could see they are already waiting for him. Arial walk confidently Thousands of his troops is already standing in uniform position waiting for him. The camp was in total silent as they saw Arial walking.
The atmosphere is tense. Even though the wind of spring has decided to visit them early, no one could feel the embracing embrace of spring.
Here in the North, they are fighting.
And tomorrow might be the last battle of the war.
And it will probably decide the true ruler of Alan, decided a new change for the whole of the Human Continent
As he walks out he could see the gaze of his fellow soldiers. There is a lot one could tell from their gaze. Some shows fear, some show reverence, some shows awe.
And as he walks he could hear whispers among them.
'Ssh, stop talking, the young lord is here'
Some whispers