Ever since the middle of summer, all things have gotten on track, and this vast nation has started to accelerate its development according to the trajectory Gawain set for it.
In the study room carpeted with velvet, a cool breeze gently blows from the vent in the corner of the room. The pre-noon sunlight is quite bright, making the old-fashioned bookshelves and decorative weapon racks appear far more radiant than usual. Gawain sat on his usual chair listening to the report, while Aunt Heidi stood across from the desk.
The desk was newly replaced, its style similar to the previous one.
