A meeting was once again held in the Coalheart main territory.
"Everyone, you're back so soon. Wait…" Lucien's eyes narrowed as he studied them. "Have you all not slept yet?" The dark circles beneath their eyes gave the answer before anyone spoke.
"Young Lord, please don't worry about us," Lukas said. His tone was steady despite his exhaustion. "We'll rest after delivering the reports. The territories require urgent action."
"Yes, My Lord," Cecil added. "We left the freed group(brainwashed people) to assist each territory. They helped eased the people's burdens even if only a little."
Lucien glanced at them and noted the eagerness shining through their weariness. He could see their resolve. A burning determination to see the territories flourish.
Perhaps they saw their own past struggles reflected in the eyes of the people. Perhaps the helplessness they witnessed had struck a chord within them, igniting something that would not allow them to rest.
