"Welcome, everyone!"
Right now, it was morning, and a group of 20 warriors was gathered near the northwestern border of the Farm Line.
The warriors all wore different outfits.
Some of them wore furs.
Some of them wore armor.
Some of them wore normal clothing.
However, one thing was the same.
All of them were at the Early General Stage.
Except for one.
The person that had just spoken wore an expensive-looking set of green armor and a spear, and while everyone else was at the Early General Stage, he was at the Late General Stage.
The gathered group of warriors only politely smiled at the officer's greeting.
"I'm from the Duke's personal army, and it's my responsibility to get you to the northern border," he announced.
"All of you have signed up for one reason or another."
