Stepping back into the Palace that they longed to see again, Uther couldn't help feeling emotional.
This was his home; the place he built memories of his family with.
He grew up here, lived here, and raised his children here too.
Yes. The Holy land was great.
But this place was even greater to him.
Everyone felt nostalgic, and even the ordinary folks seemed glad to have stepped into the palace again.
For this, this was more like a milestone, meaning their homes were just around the corner.
Many just wanted to head back to their streets and their homes as soon as they could.
But of course, as Lucia had informed them earlier on, they would need to register and write their names and the names of their families down before heading off.
They were fortunate enough to have escaped with their families all this time, so there wouldn't be any compensation for the dead… Unless one of their relatives were the brave warriors who decided to stay back and fight, stalling time for them to all flee.
That said, someone would also go to their homes to check on the damage done due to weather or war/enemy inheritance.
Their farms, wagons, cattle and all that would be included too.
Within the Capital City, 65~70% had successfully fled, so the loss of human life wasn't that much compared to other regions.
Sigh… Like all middle ages eras, the population of all empires was constantly challenged by so many factors, releasing their numbers repeatedly.
If it weren't war, it would be disease, animal attacks, weather, scheming enemies, family and so on.
So no one felt like it was the end of the world.
To them, life would go on.
Like so, many left the palace after recording their names.
And as they moved, they couldn't help being marvelled by their Saviours.
Yes. The attire these people wore and even the vehicles outside made many turn their necks in excitement, wanting to get all the juicy gossip about their Saviours.
But they knew that today wouldn't be the day when they learnt all this.
No… They had to wait for the royals to hold grand announcements that basically talked about the past and what they needed to do to get past this hurdle.
Yes. They fell. But now, they had to get back up.
Like so, they left the palace grounds in a daze.
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Landon, Mitchen and a few others stepped into the audience room respectfully.
The rest all gave a solid bow, greeting royalty as they should.
They would only kneel to their one Monarch, but now to other Monarchs that earned their respect or were allies of Baymard.
And the deepness of the bow showed just how much respect they had not just for the Monarch but for Zalipnia as a whole.
If Morgs were here, they wouldn't even tilt their heads and nod when standing before the Zalipnian Royals.
To them, Zalipnian was weaker than any empire within Morg, so how could the strong bow or even nod to the weak?
They would raise their heads high instead.
And all this showed the habits and thoughts in their minds of how they looked at the empire or region they were currently at.
As expected of the people chosen by the heavens.
Others would never bow if they were strong.
But just look at that deep bend from these people?
Good. Good. Good.
The Elders and Beverly were also pleased too.
As for Landon, he gave a deep nod as well.
He was a Monarch, so bowing was off the table.
But nodding deeply was a must.
Of course, this was only true if he wasn't close to the people in question.
Lucia, Javis and Andrew stood at the side, trying not to laugh when they saw Landon's interactions with their parents.
When greeting other Baymardian royals, they had never seen him this serious.
So it was too funny for them who took him as a friend.
Landon's jaw couldn't help switching when he saw their actions.
If not for the hard training he had at imaginary boot camp, he would've most likely joined them in laughter for no good reason.
Dammit! What sort of sabotaging friends did he have?
Queen Beverly and Uther smiled when they noticed the actions of their children.
It looks like they were pretty close with the saviour.
Again, what amazed them was that the saviour spoke Roma so well too.
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Very quickly, Uther and Beverly stood up and calmly walked towards Landon with warm smiles on their faces.
Then suddenly, they did something that no royal had done in ages.
They bowed.
"Saviour. Thank you.
Thank you for coming to our aid and saving our people.
As a Monarch, you have my unyielding thanks.
But as a father, you have my deepest gratitude because without you and your men, I would've lost not just my people but my family as well.
Once again, thank you!"
Their hands trembled as they truly couldn't put what they were feeling into words.
All they could say was 'Thank You.'
"I just did what I felt was right.
So please, raise your heads up high, for your day of jubilation would've come to pass sooner or later."
"Thank You."
Uther and Beverly raised their heads with warm smiles on their faces, and Beverly in particular, grabbed Landon's hands, leading him closer, as they walked towards Lucia and the rest.
He saved her children, so how could she not be fond of him?
Neither arrogant nor proud.
This saviour of theirs was truly rich in character.
Thus, they took several seats and focused on the main event at hand.
Execution and Zalipnian reformation.
And just like that, Landon earnestly assisted in areas that he could, as well as started his mission of slowly drawing them in bit by bit.
Yup!
His primary objective has always been the Treaty signing.
Most of the battles across the various regions of Zalipnia should've been taken care of by now.
So soon, it would be all over.
Thinking like it, Landon couldn't help sighing from relief.
But while he was focused on his task at hand, very far away, another person was also facing their own battle too.
