Even after the Red Rose Count took Latilda away, many nobles remained at the party. They were digesting and analyzing the day’s events from their own perspectives. Given that the only recent topic of conversation had been the bloody wars between the two counts, the matter of the White Wolves offered a fascinating subject to…

Loyal, Latilda, Anna, and Dalmar were staying on the second floor of a barbershop, tucked away in a corner of Normant. Their choice of accommodation was due to a doctor. The barber, Morten, was not known for his hair-cutting skills, but his medical expertise was unparalleled. Having had a military experience, he was adept at…

An old and dirty banner was fluttering in front of the city gates. The city was surrounded by an exterior wall adorned with blue flags that stood about 3 meters high. Kassel, visiting Normant for the first time, expected a spectacle grander than Koholrun, but he was hardly impressed. Disappointment was a closer feeling. The…

On the following day, Kassel, seated in the carriage, received lectures on chivalry and noble etiquette from Sheyden. When they stopped for breaks, he learned how to grip a sword convincingly from Gerald. Gerald, observing Kassel’s passion, uttered in mild awe. “Do you always enjoy learning this much?” “Indeed, I do.” Kassel, drenched in sweat…

The four White Wolves and Kassel were traveling in a wagon. Every time the wagon wheel rolled over the parched land, clouds of white dust arose. The road was as desolate as a desert. The journey was tedious, in part due to the unnerving incident that happened before leaving Koholrun, which caused everyone to restrain…

“Loyal was driving the carriage with Latilda sitting beside him, a seating arrangement that Anna objected to. “You can’t make the lady sit in an uncomfortable spot.” “So if I sit in the cargo bed and hold Dalmar’s hands, will that make you feel better?” Anna knew how to handle Latilda, but Latilda likewise knew…

There were no screams, no crackling noises to sting the ears as fire spread. There was no smoke, no choking odors. Latilda lay sprawled in the heart of a city engulfed in flame. Even the raging inferno appeared as black silhouettes. Despite being in the center of the conflagration, she felt a chill. The wind…

They searched the city until sunset, but the White Wolves could not find Loyal. Eventually, Dunmel declared that Loyal was not in Koholrun. If Dunmel could not find him, then there was no other course for Azwin and Sheyden. “Strange. Could he have committed suicide out of guilt for losing his sword?” Azwin seriously considered…

‘They seemed to have wings on their backs, soaring across the sky, or moved unseen in an instant, appearing anywhere on the battlefield to attack. They were fewer in number, or so I’d heard, but they seemed more. Sometimes, it felt like an incalculable multitude was pressuring us from all sides.’ This was how their…

White smoke from a cigarette filled the room. Despite several candles illuminating the room, it was so dark that it seemed as if only the glowing ember of the pipe was floating in the obscurity. Kassel struggled to handle the heavy atmosphere within the room and coughed awkwardly a few times. But the large man…