Bain nodded with excitement.
"Yes!!"
The Hall of Heroes, a legendary place, would soon be established in the territory, and in the future, he could even become one of them, praised by future generations.
His emotions soared instantly, unable to suppress his excitement.
"The construction of the Hall of Heroes cannot be designed like ordinary buildings; it must be solemn, dignified, and filled with light. Stepping inside, one should feel the heroic tragedy and also hope."
"Sir, I will do my utmost!"
Lear looked at Bain's eager expression, nodded, and sent him off to make arrangements without saying more.
After being busy for a while, the sky had already darkened.
A bright moon hung high in the sky, and stars began to appear faintly.
Turning his head, the starry sky vines in the territory glowed with brilliant colors.
Dotted starlight drifted above them.
It gave the illusion of being in a dream.
