Amir Castle.


    Located on the outskirts of the eastern part of the northern continent, it’s not situated on any prominent crossroads, nor does it have any special resources. While it doesn’t boast any significant development, it has managed to maintain a certain peacefulness by staying somewhat removed from turmoil. Currently, it has a minimal defensive force of about 3,000 men, but otherwise, it hadn’t been preparing for any specific threats—until now, that is.


    The new orders from the ruler, Serpina, were just issued.


    "Are you saying we should use the conscripted troops to strengthen the defense and security of our castle?"


    "Yes, that’s correct."


    "...Huh."


    To station troops in such a remote location—what could this mean?


    It wasn’t that Pavl was questioning his lord’s decision. Serpina von Aingart was, in his opinion, far more capable than any emperor, and most of her decisions had always made sense. Even so, this was hard to accept.


    ‘Is something happening around here?’


    There were no signs of unrest, and the surrounding villages were peaceful...


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