Alexander was quite genuinely surprised by this sudden turn of seriousness among the leaders.
He did not think his idea was not too radical or revolutionary, as he had copied it from the Romans.
So, he tried to play down his brilliance: "Leader Menicus is too kind. But I am just a humble, ordinary mercenary." Alexander flashed a shy smile.
"*Shake*, no." Menicus shook his white-haired head. "You are humble, I will give you that. But you are the furthest thing from ordinary."
Then without giving Alexander a chance to stop him, Menicus continued, "In my thirty-five years as a mercenary, I have seen and met many people. I have even met some Cantagenan senators. But people like you, with your kind of intellect, I can count them on one hand. And those were all old veterans."
Then he kept on going, "And this is all the more impressive when considering your backstory. How could a slave from a tiny mercenary group, with no access to proper education be so erudite?"