"The prerequisite is that you must offer your loyalty anew."
"This time, it should not be based on blind devotion to the vampires, but rather you must swear to the whole of Transylvania, that you will dedicate your own strength to the land that has once again accepted you."
"So, this answer will directly determine our fate, won't it?"
Colonel Flanders sighed, having seemingly anticipated this outcome.
Under Maxim's gaze, the colonel's upright posture bent at that moment, seemingly representing his bewilderment.
The few young officers by his side, also weathered by hardship, exchanged helpless glances.
They could not outright say they were willing to offer their loyalty, after all, they knew nothing of this new political order, and even if they pledged their loyalty, Maxim would not believe them.
But if they did not offer their loyalty, what else could the people who had escaped death in the Great Wilderness and returned to their homeland say?