Silence Is King in All-Time Master

The transfer of the old captain was not a betrayal, but a broken imperial style, together with the former glory and throne, was handed over to me, a mute. I looked around: a legend who came back from a hand injury, a best friend who returned from a broken leg, a think tank who was underestimated... We are the "remnant soldiers" in the eyes of the entire league, and we are the "defeated generals" who will be forgotten by the times. When the whole world questions how a mute can lead, I choose to believe. Believe in their desire for victory, and believe in the stars we once looked up to together! My command does not require words, my belief is our strongest bond! Then, a silent firework rose from the ruins, finally lighting up the entire alliance! [Let us, let the flag of Imperial Style fly at the top of the world once again!