"The Golden Dragon bless count Einar!" The soldiers cheered as Luan entered the Rami'el. It was said to be an unconquerable fortress, but they proved everyone wrong. The castle that was unshaken for thousands of years finally fell today, and they witnessed an important moment in history.
Vincent couldn't be prouder as he rides the horse behind his commander. Years of tears, blood, sleepless nights, and awful food have ended tonight. He still remembers like it was yesterday when the commander Luan Einar announced his goal to take over the demons' base. Everyone looked at the madman, trying to persuade him from the seemingly suicide quest.
"I'm so glad, I survived…" Vincent wiped his tears. "Now, only glory and luxury await us?"
Gant who was riding next to him chuckled. He patted the emotional man on the back. "There, there. You are the vice-commander, how can you show everyone your ugly crying face?"
