After 3 years of truce, humanity had finally declared another era of war. The declaration was announced by the most powerful kingdom of all humanity. The Holy land of Amarantha.
Right away, the news immediately spread throughout the world reaching every nation and race. While at the same time, mobilizing their forces for the incoming age of conflict.
Right at the entrance of the great kingdom of Milana. People were gathering and waiting for the glorious warriors who would inaugurate the incoming great war. The people were gathered all the way to the entrance of the castle of the kingdom of Milana.
Inside the castle, at the throne room of the kingdom. King Alonzo was sitting on his throne with a smile on his face while looking at Commander Einar currently kneeling in front of him.
“It is time, Commander Einar. Show the world that you are a worthy hero. Lead humanity upon its grand victory.”
Commander Einar raised his head and nodded. “I will not fail you again, your Majesty.”
King Alonzo stood up and walked towards him. “You never had.” He stood in front of him. “Now, go my child, and come back carrying the honor that they took from us. The people of the kingdom of Milana are on your side, the true hero of humanity.”
Commander Einar stood up and put his fist on his chest. “I will.”
Commander Einar walked out from the throne room.
That very morning, 6000 brave warriors marched through the road of the kingdom of Milana. The people cheered for them and prayed for their success.
Commander Einar waved his hand to the crowd while riding an open carriage. The smile of the people was on him as he passed through them. There were also some singing their kingdom’s songs of victory while throwing flowers like gentian on him.
“We are looking forward to your glorious come back, Hero Einar!” One of the people in the crowd shouted.
Commander Einar smiled. “I will.” He looked up to the sky. “Now, let’s show our people the assurance of our victory, shall we?”
[Yes, Commander.]The voice echoed in his head, and suddenly, the sunny morning sky turned dark. As 20 black metallic behemoths flew to the sky. Each one was so massive that 20 of them managed to cover the sun.
The people of the kingdom of Milana gathered at the side of the road couldn’t hide their amazement as their eyes and mouths turned wide open while releasing a synchronized gasp.
“This is the start. Nothing can stop us now!” Commander Einar raised his hand.
And what he received was the roaring screams and clapping of the people around him.
Commander Einar nodded with a smile due to the response of the people. “Let’s win this war.”
[Yes, Commander.] [As you command, Commander.] [Surely it is, Commander.]With synchronization, the voices in his head said. Even though the owner of the voices was far from his location.
The combination of 2 of the most powerful units of the kingdom of Milana rallied out of the kingdom, expecting a certain victory in mind. The Hive mind legion and the monstrous Zeppelin bombardment force.
On their way where the beginning of the war would take place.
The town of Agrona.
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The Holy land of Amarantha, the strongest and the most influential kingdom of humanity and the home of the proclaimed current hero.
The very symbol of devotion towards the Gods and Goddesses of the world of Ulterra. The founder of the holy church and the very center of humanity.
In the midst of the massive territory of the nation, was a cut in half mountain where the holy castle of Amarantha was built. A towering white castle that was known as the tallest of all castles of humanity. With the 3 peaks that could no longer be seen due to the clouds covering them.
Inside the throne room of the king of the holy land of Amarantha, a massive white room filled with white pillars in every corner and red tiles as a floor. The windows throughout the room were opened and the wind from outside was coming through, gently blowing the white curtains hanging in every window. The white ceiling was filled with gold paint marks along with multiple gold chandeliers.
Sitting on the white throne at the end of the room was the current king, King Albern Amarantha. His gentle blue eyes shifted to the knight kneeling in front of him. As he moved his head, his silky blonde hair swayed revealing his gentle but at the same time authoritative air.
Wearing a white suit and slacks that greatly indicate his righteousness.
“Where is the hero, Commander Liam?” He said with such a formal and soothing voice while leaning his face on his hand.
The person who was kneeling in front of him raised his head. Wearing white armor that has the same color as his wavy hair. His blue eyes dwelled on the glorious image sitting on the throne in front of him. “The hero is currently in the church, Your Majesty.”
“I see. Tell him to prepare. Soon, he will be dispatched.”
“Your Majesty, are we going to send the hero to aid the kingdom of Milana against the town of Agrona?”
“No. The idea of attacking that town to establish an outpost was King Alonzo’s intention. Although I don’t agree with it, I don’t have any reason to stop them. If they managed to win, then, it would be good for us. However, if they lose and their self-proclaimed hero perishes in the process…”
“The kingdom of Milana will lose all of its credibility and will inevitably fall from its rank, worst, to the very bottom.” Commander Liam continued.
“The fault is not ours. Moreover, we have a more important goal that we have to attain. We don’t have time worrying about the conceivable fall of a non-significant kingdom plotting to charge right into the lair of that little fairy just to prove that their favored child is better than the current hero. Who if I would say the least, is clearly not.”
Commander Liam stood up and bowed his head. “I understand, your Majesty. I will now order the preparation of our army.”
As Commander Liam walked out of the throne room. King Albern shifted his gaze outside the window.
“So, you have decided to gamble everything just for a small chance of getting back what you have lost. Now, King Alonzo, Let’s see what result you get for your arrogance.”
