Two hours ago, at the border zone between the Kingdom of Velys and the Valeria Empire, a middle-aged man in military uniform stood on the training ground, facing row upon row of heavily armored infantry wielding sharp blades.
The dim sunlight cast upon them, merging their shadows with the towers behind. Cold wind blew, and the clashing of armor produced a harsh, grating sound.
On the elevated platform of the training ground stood the sturdy man named Grant Morenthes, the frontier duke closest to the national border of the Kingdom of Velys, and for years, the long-standing rival of Duke Charles.
Today, they will use swords and blood to open a brand-new chapter of history.
Feeling the lingering sunlight on his head, slightly easing the chill in the air, Grant remained still, silently waiting for his personal guard to return.
