One year had passed and the world has change a lot.
The land once scorched by disease and corruption now trembled beneath the drums of war.
The Hyparia Kingdom stood in Claude's path—even when Claude did negotiation with them, they won't give up, even when they would lose ultimately and pathetically like this.
Many of their small town and villages were on his hand and they keep marching near to the capital, but for now, they were attacked by Duke Ciel soldiers who were about 50.000 men.
"How the hell they get many people after that damned plague?" it was what Claude asked the first time intel come to him.
He forgot that there were some kingdoms who were specifically working in this line of work. Selling their people service as a soldier ready to war for some gold coins from different continent.
