Before long, we arrived at the fortress.

    The outer perimeter, which had once been a hastily constructed wooden palisade, was now surrounded by solid brick walls. It seemed they had placed considerable importance on this stronghold and had been reinforcing it accordingly.

    It made sense—this fortress held significant strategic value for both the Brans and Aishus armies.

    Atop the high towers, crimson banners fluttered in the wind, boldly declaring this as Aishus Army territory.

    "Welcome, Lady Airen."

    Several sentries standing guard recognized Airen and offered their greetings. Their armor bore the insignia of the Aishus Army.

    After scanning the room, her gaze settled on me.

    "You’re here too, Swen. I was expecting you."

    I simply lowered my head in silent acknowledgment.

    She didn’t seem to be waiting for a response, shifting her attention back to the room as she began explaining the situation in a serious tone.

    "Since reinforcements have arrived, I’ll go over the details once more. The Brans Army is advancing on this fortress with fifty-three thousand soldiers. Their vanguard is led by Chel Brans."

    So they were pulling troops from the south.

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