The brand-new gray bricks stood out starkly against the sand-eroded, earth-toned world around them.
The black eagle banner fluttered at the top of the Lord's Hall.
Leonard knew this was the personal emblem of his new lord.
The drowsy soldier stepped out of the barracks, stretching lazily and asked, "Old Leonard, what happened?"
"Is it time for drills? I heard that the man named Model is quite a strict officer. If we're late, we'll definitely get whipped."
"See for yourself!"
Leonard raised his hand, wanting to point, but worried about being disrespectful, he quickly put it down.
Apart from this newly rejuvenated castle, not inferior to the Great Lord's castle at all, a huge stone military camp had also been built on a vacant lot beside the city wall.
Two flags hung from the tower of the military camp.
One was the familiar black eagle banner, and the other had a red background with a cavalryman wielding a lance and with wings on its back.
"Did you hear any noise last night?"
