With a towering stature, broad shoulders, and a thickset frame, he was a man of few words.
The former commander of Lutèce's garrison had the presence of a steadfast rock. Just having him seated before you was like a mountain standing tall, as General Dercy kept his spine straight, his gaze fixated on Roland.
As the sacrificial lamb for the "Bloody Sunday" incident, Dercy was stripped of his position and ordered to reflect behind closed doors. Had it not been for the Prime Minister's intervention, the upright and stern soldier who had made quite a few powerful enemies through his impartial dealings might have even lost his military rank and nobility, directly sent home to live off his family's charity.
Now, the general, deprived of his power, looked expressionlessly at Roland, who was far too young to be a Governor of a special district.
The situation was indeed very delicate.
