And now, Flossie Wright stands openly before this group that has intruded onto Eastlandia's soil, in her identity as a soldier.
Even she couldn't understand before, why she was so obsessed with Eastlandia.
Clearly, she was forced to leave; clearly, this country hadn't done her any favors.
But—
She remembered her father once being a soldier.
She also remembered her father once telling her the preciousness of this territory.
After enduring so many trials, she still resiliently exists here, continuing to provide them a place to belong. Although the country is turbulent, it also endeavors to maintain "peace" to the greatest extent possible.
For this country, there is no need for war, nor for defilement.
Now, Flossie stands here in her identity as a soldier.
Standing before those who wish to bring disaster to some of Eastlandia's people.
She couldn't remain calm.
"Are you a soldier?"
Gavin arched a brow, his expression suddenly deepening.
"Guessed right."
