The central city of the Bellomark Viscount Territory, Rosenmark.
The last time I was here, it was bustling, even with the Territorial War in full swing.
But in just a month, this place has lost its vitality.
“At least the people here are alright.”
“It seems the city is still holding up.”
However, as Delline said, compared to outside, it could be considered alright.
At least judging by the residents who avoided us, they didn't seem to be poisoned by the Red Powder.
“Alright, I'm going to meet with the Squad Leader, so rest at the tavern.”
“Yes, understood.”
To grasp the situation, Delline went to meet with Squad 1 and the Squad Leader...
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