It was a grand and mighty war, a truly epic battle in which all nations and races poured their whole efforts, fighting for freedom and honor. As Sanfde retaliated with his short bow, he inexplicably felt that he had already come to love this feeling.
It wasn't just about being a mercenary.
...
When the long sound of the horn echoed, it swept across the entire battlefield like a distant dragon's roar. No matter how far away, almost everyone stopped.
It was the Silver Elf's war horn——
