Chapter 250 - 6.10 Power Of Prayer
"What is that in General’s arms?"
"Huh... a doll? General is carrying a doll?"
"Yikes, it’s like looking at a real person. How can that doll be so realistic and creepy?"
"Aren’t you focusing on the wrong thing? The most important question we have to address is, why is the General bringing a doll here?!"
The hushed whispers ceased when Jillian climbed to the podium where he would usually give important announcements or make an encouraging speech right before they departed for the battlefield. But this time, he did neither. The soldiers gathered and watched confusedly as a servant trailed behind Jillian carrying a... a mini throne which he placed reverently on the podium stand. Then General Jillian waved the servant off impatiently before he very very gently lowered the doll to the throne and straightened his white robe.
Eyes flew open in shock and mouths agape as everyone heard Jillian speak to the doll. "Regius, this is the training ground exclusive to the Duchy’s soldiers. This is also where I train two hours a day before I depart for work." Then Jillian suddenly turned to the soldiers and swept his gaze around solemnly. "We have trained the best troops in the country. Not only their skill, but their attitude is also commendable. Right, everyone?"
He straightened up and gestured to the doll. "This is Regius, an esteemed guest of mine."
The underlying meaning behind his words and his heavy gaze was clear: be polite or else! The soldiers gulped nervously, not daring to entertain further down the idea of ’or else’. Left with no choice, they could only perform a formal salute even though their heart was clamouring with confusion.
Exactly who was this person in front of them and what had he done to the General?!