Alistair has arrived in the capital. From the lift it is only a few kilometres to the capital. Leyndell reminds him a lot of Limgrave, only less green, more gold. The army here also seems to have lost leadership. Persisting in old orders, where the commanders are already gone and no replacements have emerged, they always carry out the same movements. Was it once like this? No, he was simply lazy.
For years he hid in the army and strictly avoided advancement. It was comfortable and no one paid attention to him. Now he no longer has to worry about promotions. He needs better equipment and a more durable shield. On a side note, Alistair notices that people have kind of stopped and gone crazy. Everything here is strange. It’s also strange that he only really remembers the army. He lacks complete memories from his youth and childhood. Is it the same for the others?
He still follows the request and brings the girl to the capital… It is dangerous here, and strange that the strange becomes less and less strange.
