With his self-righteous words that seemed to show the oath of salvation to the less privileged, Michel managed to rile up his army as they cheered him on, supporting him for doing the right thing.
Suddenly, a mocking laugh that echoed across the battlefield with a fervor rained down their parade, cooling the heated area.
They shifted their attention to Nathan, pissed off that a person they looked up to was actually mocking them.
He was most likely corrupted by the stuck up nature of those geniuses and now, he ended up acting like them.
It was pathetic from their point of view.
In any case, Nathan didn't mind their stares, laughing to his heart's content before regaining his composure.
Flicking a tear from his eye away, Nathan addressed Michel. "So you are here to liberate the oppressed?"
"But of course." Michel replied.
