The next day as soon as sun rose, All the candidates assembled in the estate grounds where there was a stage similar to that of the southern star city's estate a man who has a sharp aura and looked around late thirties stood with hands behind his back.
He had a long sword hung on the waist.
His presence is as sharp as the sword he carried and it commanded absolute respect and acknowledgement. This aura cannot be born with, it was obtained with the efforts, failures and achievements.
He scanned the crowd and after some silence, he spoke.
"I am the Marshall general of the army of the empire of Orion. I am also known by the name Sword Marshall.
All of you are the candidates that are selected from the youngsters who are younger than twenty-five from all over the empire.
You all represent the talent, potential and future of the empire.
But this is just the beginning.