*Step Step*
*clang*
From among the shocked protesting army a man in golden-colored full body armor advanced, took off his helmet revealing his scarred face, then knelt on one foot, with one hand embracing the helmet and a hand touching the ground, then spoke in a loud voice, "Your Excellency, your words are a heavenly law for us, But not this time. We asked us to forgive YOU. A few years ago I was a useless person loitering in the alley bars of Faizi City in the Flame Continent to waste time until death remembered me. I had no purpose in life and nothing to be proud of except that I am a high-leveled saint. Today I am A Sage-level soldier fighting on another planet while wielding equipment my ancestors never dreamed they would touch, while my son back home is studying at an academy with the goal to become a famous Divine Blacksmith. You have brought us honor, strength, hope, unity, and a path, for what shall we forgive you exactly?"
