The snow kept getting heavier.
The veteran tightened his cloak, leading the representative from the canning factory in the south of the city into the manor.
The children had already been sent back to the house, the manor's security team confirmed the identity of the veteran, and checked the representative, before they finally opened the passage.
"At noon today, our people noticed that those who caused the conflict were not our people," the veteran turned to look at the representatives, "just now, the representatives from the armory and the foundry also confirmed that those people were not their people."
"Definitely not our people; those folks were all speaking with accents from the Central Provincial Empire, and we Northerners can't stand with them," said the representative born in the North as a refugee.
