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The head of the Sun Warriors held a remarkable position in society as well. They received treatment no less than that of a general or legion commander, and even the great nobles of the empire had to yield to them.
'Alfnan, the commander of the Sun Warriors.'
Urich mulled over that name. He shook a hand that was thick and large.
Clank.
Alfnan's breastplate was adorned with a bronze sun decoration. As the head of the Sun Warriors, he was undoubtedly a devout believer in Solarism.
"Are you also accusing me?" Urich asked as he chewed on the lamb grilled over the campfire.
'The man he’s talking to is the commander of the Sun Warriors... Is it okay for him to be this insolent?'
Georg's mouth was drying up by the second. Being next to Urich made it feel like years were being shaved off his lifespan. Urich acted as if he had ten lives. He seldom changed his demeanor in front of anyone, whether they were powerful or held his life in their hands.
"Haha, I have no intention of seeking the truth through a duel trial with you, or anything along that line. In fact, no one who heard your name would challenge you to a duel! Are you not the Urich who smashed an opponent's armor with his bare hands in a duel?"
"I can’t trust people who are too good at flattery."
Urich and...
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