Chapter 35

The end is here.

At least here in the Cistern Citadel.

A new carousine and a separate carriage for Duce Merian await just outside of the Regulus's domain. We already said our formal farewells to both him and the Regine. But their daughters insist on accompanying us all out themselves, alongside their personal Terra squadron.

It feels good to be in my old clothes; they were returned to me clean. They feel a lot heavier than I remember. The Avangard soldiers are fully armed with light infantry. Their armor gleaming a vibrant red, fortified with slender plating. Before we left, Green Earl Moray's messenger sent word from his scout. Confirming that the Einere region of my homelands are all untouched, as is what I expected. Outbreak or not, it cannot have spread as far as Armathis in such a short span.