Although Galvis was known for his flamboyance, his words this time were surprisingly accurate.
The moment the carriage stopped and the curtain was drawn aside...
"It's the Silver Radiance Knight!"
"Look! It's the unerring Elf Archer!"
"The great hero Roland is here!"
Cheers rose and fell, washing over them like a tide.
The Guards, who should have been performing a routine inspection, snapped to attention and performed a solemn Knight's salute. A few of the younger Guards were so excited that the Long Spears in their hands trembled slightly.
Merchants on both sides of the street stopped their business, and children stood on their tiptoes, desperately trying to get a look.
Someone threw the first wild rose, and in the blink of an eye, flowers of all colors rained down, blanketing the stone path before the carriage.
Facing the adoring crowd and their reverent gazes, Roland shot a helpless glance at the smug Galvis beside him and sighed inwardly.
