Alan's eyes narrowed while watching the approaching group from the south. A ragtag bunch of various races and nations, an alliance built because of only one reason.
"Ryuji... this is what you created for our kingdom, our cause." His voice filled with a sense of passion and affection for what his brother had achieved.
"Prepare to greet our allies, we have no time to waste!"
The atmosphere around the citadel transformed after Asmodeus sent most of his troops to the northwest, although Alan didn't know what his brother discovered there.
It was a burden off his shoulders that the knights no longer clashed with his brother's knights out of jealousy and racism.
"Yes, Your Grace!"
"Hurry, prepare to receive the guests!"
A group of knights nervously jogged off the wall and headed towards the gates, worried about upsetting their leader once again.
"..."
