From the Fertile Woods to the Valley Corridor, from The White City to Sorinburg, from the Gorgon River to the mountain pass at the eastern entrance, the land once ravaged by war and frozen by the harsh winter is rapidly recovering.
A warm breeze from the southern borders sweeps across the vast fields of the Sorin Region, shaking the green seedlings in the fields, and stirring the flags waving on the walls of Sorinburg, the blue and gold Cecil Clan emblem undulating in the wind.
A young officer in a black and blue coat walks briskly through the semi-open connecting corridor spanning between the walls and the fortress. He passes through a recently repaired passage, through the new main fortress arch, through the inner fortress corridor with its 234-year history, and finally taps lightly on the wooden door of the construction army command office.
Upon receiving a response, the young officer enters.
