"For the sake of the city or for the sake of his hatred for Seth"
As a man who tried to stay true to himself, Edwin knew the answer to that question.
Somewhere in his heart Edwin had hoped for someone to come and speak some sense into him, he was something like a depressed person who needed just a little motivation from someone to pull him out of the sinkhole he had placed himself.
"Anh hùng".
Edwin could still hear that name being called, a name which carried far more respect than being a city lord, a name reserved for the best and most loved of the people.
Hearing this name brought about memories, memories which came flooding into Edwin's head and bringing along with it a sense of shame that began gnawing at Edwin's heart.
There was once a time when he had been called this name, back then the eastern gate of the city had been unexpectedly broken through.
