Promotion.

"All soldiers, stand at attention. The lord of this kingdom is going to make a speech. You better not make any noise. This lord doesn't think twice before turning those who go against him into skeleton soldiers. So you better behave. You have to bow your head whenever he is speaking; he doesn't want to meet the eyes of insects like you," the commander of the army of this village stood on a slightly raised platform and announced with a profound look on his face.

Ethan was currently dressed in black clothes with an iron breastplate. His white hair fell beautifully on his shoulder as he stared at those who spoke on the platforms with a calm look in his eyes.

Today was his seventh day in the army, and he had already risen through the ranks and become a Captain, having his own forces that he could command as he pleased.

'To think that all I had to do to rise to this rank is praise the so-called Lord. I only said he is the strongest of all necromancers. Maybe that term is too new here. Afte
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