Has it really been six years?
Even after enduring two wars in a row, Greenhill, the capital of Kalaim, was as lively as ever.
That was because Christine had deliberately refrained from attacking it.
For six years, his army had conquered the nations surrounding Kalaim with terrifying speed.
And now he had become the emperor of the vast Bahamart Empire.
Kalaim, having lost its territory north of Bluegale, had resisted to the very end — but not long ago, it had finally sent its letter of surrender.
Still, the war could have been ended half a year sooner, if his powerful army had simply trampled this city underfoot.
"Greenhill, huh..."
According to Zimmer, he'd lived here with a woman named Adele for a little over three months.
Was that why? For some reason, he'd wanted to protect this city.
Even though he couldn't even remember the woman's face anymore.
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