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Thanks to Cardinal Seresin's efforts, the seeds of trust seem to have finally taken root - if only for a little while. The ominous sense of an approaching crisis was shared by all races. The hell of the war that consumes the whole land has been unleashed in a place no one could have expected - not the frontier regions, nor the cold northern areas where monsters roam, but deep inside the realm of humanity.
History is the harshest teacher of stubborn and repeated lessons. Humans seem to need enemies like the air they breathe. If you can't find opponents most likely, they will start to stir around them. Ever since I learned of the disaster at Giran Castle, my teacher's words just follow me, teasing with his wicked sense of wisdom: Since human beings are made of the gods' refusal, they are naturally dirty...
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