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Chapter 361
Chapter 361: Proclamation (2)
THE SQUARE
The square in the center of the city is crowded today, more than usual.
There is the chattering of the crowds, the idle chatter of senseless dialogue filling the area but in time the square is fill with people who resembles soldiers, and noble lords, some who come on horseback some on caravans filling the empty square and in an hour it become crowded.
There is a small house in that square and a man enter the house, a man of great renown who is known to the people of Acro as the duke spymaster.
The man enters the room and hears that his lord is humming something; his face was of pure calmness, like nothing could disturb his peace right now.
Oliver quickly rouses his lord.
'My lord, all has been prepared. We only await you to make your entrance' Arial look at Oliver and nodded as he was waiting for this moment and has made all of his preparation to address his audience.
'Have all the lords, knights and the nobles taken their place? Have my words relayed to the other part of the region? Have the city know my orders'?
'Yes, my lord' Oliver answer.
'I hope the scribe could jot down what I said and then we will let the crier to announce it through all of Arrandy and beyond. Certainly such measures will help in bolstering the recruitment process'
'Yes, my lord. I will order some scribe to jot down the content of your speech and I will surely send criers and couriers to relay your intention to all of the Human continent. You do not have to worry about it'
Arial nodded in understanding.
Arial get up from his seat and climb down the spiraling stairs from the short tower in the middle of the city to reach the high podium that is constructed in the middle of Acro, the proud city of Arrandy region.
As Arial walk to the podium the soldiers, the noble lords, all give him way, part their ways fearing hindering the duke steps.
Slowly but surely Arial reach the podium and he climb up the podium with no difficulty.
Then he reached the highest point of the podium and he looked down upon his subjects, hundreds and thousands of them from every walks of life.
Merchants, traders, peddlers, warriors, scholars, builders, masons, carpenter all of them congregate around the podium anticipating the duke speech.
Two days ago, it was announced that the young duke would deliver a speech to the entirety of Arrandy and he decide to grace Acro with the honor of first listening to his speech, the city where the dragons live.
Then all eyes are focused on him as he stands majestically on top of the podium surveying the people beneath him.
Then he coughed a little and the crowds began perking up their ears as the duke seems ready to begin his speech.josei
'ARRANDIANS! CAELUM IS OUR RACE! BRAVEST OF PEOPLE!' Arial roared and his word fills the city squares, the dark alley, the merchant quarters, the administrative quarters, like a thunder that split apart worlds.
Arial decided to rouse racial pride because that is the easiest sentiment to be roused among a group of people who share the same blood.
To Arial he too feels a little pride about his race but not to the point of degrading other races.
And the word Caelum race invites pride as they are the descendants of the Sky People. But Arial need to rouse a feeling that their proud race is being trampled on by Anglais and Raxons.
They need an enemy, a target to direct their hatred and Arial knew how to direct nefarious intention to suit his need.
The simmering hate and enmity between Caelum and Anglais-Raxons are famed since the time of the Thirteen Tribes, as rivalry and hatred that surpasses Caelum rivalry with the other races of the Human continent.
Since the Caelum race is not the original inhabitants of the Human continent before the time of Levitia they were treated badly and marginalized by mostly Anglais people and Raxons the original inhabitants of Davarus.
It was not until Levitia rise that the Caelum could raise their head up high and occupied the most advantageous position in the Continent, as bloodline of Kings and Emperors are all from Caelum race lords.
It is because of this long span rivalry and hate not yet forgotten by their descendants, a war that have been fought by their ancestor but renewed almost instantly by their next kin, that there is this point of contention between who is better between the two.
Is the Caelum, a race who is famed for conquering everything that stands in their way is superior or is it the Anglais who have maintained order even during the time of the Dark Lords reign?
Which is better? Which is wiser? Which is stronger? It is these sentiments that Arial try to evoke, a feeling of racial pride, to evoke the sense that their pride is being threatened.
Arial himself felt no hatred for the Anglais people but he needs an army that would die for his cause and what is more potent than a cause they would believe in, bonded by a cause greater than just the benefit of gold and land?
'Our courage is famed across the seas; our might resound to the entire world. I have no doubt of your courage, and none of your victory which never by any chance or obstacle escaped your efforts.'
Arial begin and the soldiers cheer with great enthusiasm.
'If indeed you had, once only, failed to conquer, there might be a need now to inflame your courage by exhortation; but your native spirit does not require to be roused. All of you know why I stand here today! To seek redress from the false King that sit on the Vanguan throne, a seat meant for me for I am heir to the throne, a throne promised for me by their late King, Edward the Saint!'
'HARR' they yelled and cheer.
The square erupted into a deafening sound of support, a yelling of pride. Arial made a gesture and the cheer slowly stops and then Arial continues.
'Let me ask. Are the people of Caelum fear the Anglais people for I see little that join my venture? Are you afraid!'
NO! Someone shouted. Arial laughed and then he continued