Who goes?
I shall...
The middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes to find himself alone in the room. He quickly reviewed the recent events. Not long ago, the Council of Fate had suddenly discovered that a lost evil object had appeared in the Northern Borderlands of the Empire on another continent. As a member of the council, it was his duty to confirm its presence and retrieve the object to prevent further disasters.
Soon, the middle-aged man stood on the docks of the Holy City, boarding a merchant ship bound for the Empire.
「...」
An army marched along an old road, moving forward in silence within a specific formation, with about a dozen Cavalry scattered on the periphery for reconnaissance.
Even though Lance didn't believe in Amanda's divination, he ultimately altered his tactics.
