"General Durandal! She's so handsome!"
"General Durandal is heading out on another campaign. I'm sure she'll return victorious again this time."
"Of course! General Durandal is my idol. She's the strongest general, undefeated in battle."
The passersby watched the blonde general riding down the road, their eyes filled with admiration, excitement, and a trace of affection. She shone so brightly, like the one star illuminating the Empire.
"Mom, it's General Durandal!"
A little girl tugged at her mother's hand and looked at Durandal in the road, delighted. Last time, she'd nearly been hit by a carriage, but Lady Durandal had saved her.
"Mm, I see her."
Holding her daughter's hand, the woman felt deeply grateful to Durandal. Not only had Durandal saved her daughter, she had also helped them in other ways.
Their family came from the slums, and her husband had died in an accident. Their financial situation was poor, but thanks to Durandal's support... and her help in finding a decent job, they had managed to make ends meet.
She was deeply grateful to Durandal.
Just then, Durandal seemed to notice the mother and daughter. She smiled at them and nodded in greeting.
"Mom, Lady Durandal smiled at me!"
The little girl excitedly tugged at her mother's hand when she saw Durandal smile.
"General Durandal sure is popular."
Watching the lively crowd around them, Najenda couldn't help remarking.
"It's not just because of me. Plenty of people like you too, General Najenda. Not just the people here... I've even heard that many of your fellow soldiers are courting you. So, is there anyone you like?"
Perhaps it was because Durandal and Esdeath weren't particularly approachable. There was no need to mention Esdeath, the notorious sadist general. At first, some people had been bold enough to confess