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Whether it was luck or misfortune, the sky was incredibly clear. Even the wind didn’t blow.

The days had been unusually warm for winter.

The snow that had fallen previously had melted away.

Greenpearl wasn’t a place where snow typically accumulated, though the northern parts of the Pen-Hanil Mountain Range were always covered in white.

In other words, it was an ideal day for fighting. The sky seemed to be pushing them toward battle.

“The enemy is right at our gates!”

It was the report from the messenger.

By then, Enkrid had been casually walking among the regular soldiers.

“Meet them at the palisade! Everyone, out!”

At the commander’s call, Enkrid also started moving.

“Aren’t you supposed to return to your position?”

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