Even the leaders of each of the factions had not received this, so why was this here?�

The nobles� expressions started to shake.

It was at the moment that they were all silently focused on the silver plaque.

�Who do you think will win when a sword goes up against a shield?�

Unexpected words were coming out of Cale�s mouth. However, his demeanor and gazed had changed. The respect was gone and all that was left was a cold gaze that was looking down on them.

Cale answered for the silent group.

�It will always be the shield.�

It had to be that way.

�The shield will always win from here on.�

Young master Silver Shield.

Cale was planning on using this embarrassing nickname of his to his advantage. Showmanship was important during war.

It was a battle of spirit to survive.

He needed to create that positive morale.

He needed to instill a strong sense of spirit in the hearts of the Roan Kingdom�s citizens.

Cale had decided to start that plan from the northeast region. He was planning on creating heroes for the Roan Kingdom that way.

�Of course, not including me.�

After the war, the Roan Kingdom that would be full of new heroes would forget about young master Silver Shield.

That was why it had to be this way.

�Absolutely. It needs to absolutely be this way.�

The shield had to win no matter what.

It was at that moment.

Boom!

Cale felt his heart suddenly beating wildly.

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