The human heart is made of flesh.
Of course, Elaric hopes to be remembered for ages, ideally having a statue erected in his honor in Twilight City, revered by thousands.
However, now, let alone being revered, he sees that in a few years he will be berated for all eternity, along with his soul being cast into the deepest depths of Hell.
He feels that he must do something.
Not just for the people of Twilight Province, but for himself as well.
When the Bell Sound at noon rings, he successfully meets the renowned White-haired Duke at Andes Manor outside Thunder City.
With just three sentences of pleasantries, he is deeply impressed by this Grand Duke's charm... This person is truly no ordinary individual!
He finally understands why a young talent like Sir Wesley is willing to be subordinate, loyal to the Royal Family of the Campbell Duchy, and genuinely proud of the Duchy's strength.
'I am merely a soldier, Your Excellency.'
