Leon shook his head helplessly.
The success of the Wolf Family Young Master wasn't just because his bravery spread fame during the north-south war in Mamor County, but perhaps more because the resentment of the wandering souls was too heavy. Otherwise, being caught by the ritual would be equally difficult.
Moreover, regardless of the magnitude or actual impact, a personal hero's name is ultimately more easily remembered than a collective's.
The world can remember a few distinct names, but it's impossible to remember the names of every person in a collective sacrifice.
It's hard to remember the names of more than five or six people, not to mention that the sacrifice was on the scale of an entire army.
At most, we can remember what they represent...
Suddenly, a hoarse voice, Leon's fingers touched his chin.
...represent the collective?
Collective?
Holy War Army...
Holy War Knights?
A flash of inspiration.
The expansive imagination instantly gave Leon a new idea.
