Two days passed by.
The day when Luis would head back to his home was also quickly nearing.
Today on the Magic Wall of this city arrived from Duke Dressrosa.
Luis reading the news was a little angry.
[Breaking the rule will definitely be punished. Five years of forced retreat from the battlefield. However, in recognition of the great victory, only a 5% tax will be imposed for the next five years.]
The greed of the War Council was evident.
The various mines and resources discovered on the battlefield would now be claimed by the "greedy group" of nobles, leaving nothing for those who had actually fought and bled for the victory.
Luis clenched his fists in anger. The injustice was palpable.
His father said to him, Even if the sky falls, he will only guard his territory for the next 5 years, and he walked out of the Central City. His tone was calm, but Luis could sense the weight of those words.
