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On a hillside of Eagle Ridge.
The golden glow of the sunset spilled over the snow-white landscape.
The light reflected off the snow like a layer of golden armor, adding a touch of warmth to the cold winter day.
Three gallant horses were slowly moving along a winding mountain path.
Behind the horses, well-equipped soldiers and militia followed.
There were not only infantry but also longbowmen, totaling nearly fifty people with the militia included.
"Lord Frank, if we keep this pace to Desolate Hill Village, those robbers might have already fled far away."
Honier inquired from horseback.
Frank is a knight of Eagle Ridge and also a stationed commander in a nearby village of Eagle Town.
Frank is tall and robust, with distinctly angular features, wearing armor covered with tiny scratches, clearly weathered by countless hardships.
Frank himself is also nearing fifty, with time having etched fine lines at the corners of his eyes and forehead.
