บท 365: The Daring Promise

Zaro Aventine glanced around, trying to figure out where the voice came from. However, he didn't have to wait for long as the large number of soldiers standing behind Orius made way for Iria to ride her horse forward.

In no time, Iria was beside her brother with her gaze fixated on Zaro Aventine who was now opposite her.

Her presence wasn't what bothered Zaro Aventine the most but... her appearance.

She was wearing the armor which she used to wear when she was the Commander of the Alewine Army and... the infamous silver mask with the symbol of an Alewine Army was no exception. Right now, she looked just like the way she appeared whenever she was about to leave for war and Zaro Aventine knew that the best.

"It's been a while, Zaro Aventine," Iria said to her former best friend. "However, it's unfortunate that you're wrong again. Today, the Commander of the Alewine Army is me, the Masked Commander."