Aldrian, with his hand still lifting the sword high, swept his gaze toward the many troops below. His red hair was swept by the wind as he looked at his parents, who were looking at him with smiles. The Xin family and Baek Jimin with her sect near his mother's camp were also looking at him with smiles.
He smiled and nodded back, though inwardly he sighed. He was glad he could boost the morale of both the populace and the troops. He had even used his sound laws, which carried effects capable of hypnotizing and stimulating the listener the moment his speech reached their ears. It was necessary, to pull the people out of their despair as quickly as possible.
What they needed was hope. Even though the situation was dire, they needed something to hold on to, and he was ready to become that, just as his followers had placed all of their hope in him.
