The City lord's castle pasted a notice to let the residents of Chaos City know what was happening.
There had been many powerhouses volunteering to join the garrison and applying to join the front lines over the past few days. There were also many craftsmen and tailors who joined in the logistical support and even the normal citizens were helping the soldiers make cotton clothes.
However, the suppressive atmosphere of an impending war still loomed over Chaos City.
No one knew if the allied forces could win this war and what would await them.
"Why don't I join the fighting team and go to the frontlines to hack apart some skeleton men? It's better than staying at the back and waiting for a result," Harrison told Gjerj seriously.
Gjerj looked at Harrison for a while, thinking of how to dispel that dangerous thought from his best friend's head.
"But they don't have armor in your size," a soft voice said.
