Aramaki followed Wright into Pangaea Castle.
The grandeur and magnificence of Pangaea Castle opened the eyes of this country bumpkin, Aramaki.
After passing through the long corridors and military headquarters, he saw generals and officers dressed in both naval and army uniforms along the way.
The army officers in particular all wore green uniforms. Their uniforms were immaculate, and their every action made them look like nobles.
The army officers glanced at Aramaki.
Aramaki was bare-chested, with a sword tucked around his waist and tattoos carved into his abdomen.
"Hmph." The army officers and generals all expressed their disdain.
The army and navy were different.
The army came from the World Government's member nations, most of which were ruled by nobles.
Their forces were also mostly the nobles' servants, which could be understood as private armies.
They were the most loyal and defended the World Government's interests.
As for justice? The army didn't bother with such pretenses.
In the army's eyes, whoever the World Government pointed its sword at was their enemy.
Therefore, the army essentially looked down on the navy.
That was because most of the navy were a bunch of "lowly" inferior creatures.
Wright remained expressionless. He had long since grown used to it.
That did not mean he wasn't angry. He had merely suppressed it all in his heart.
In his eyes, the army was nothing but a pack of useless parasites occupying their posts.
All they knew was how to suppress civilians.
The army had committed far too many atrocities, killing innocent people to claim credit.
If Lord Victor could become Commander-in-Chief, he would definitely clean up these bastards!
Wright thought this as he placed all his hopes in Victor, believing that Victor could do it.
At last, Wright stopped outside the Commander-in-Chief's office.
Wright opened