Second-round match 3 rank-2 Order of Yellow Thunder advances.
And second-round match 4. Our Order of the Capybara's turn.
We raised morale with "Nuu…tria!" then "Beaver!" chanted the spell "Rabapika" and returned to normal space.
Fumu.
When we go outside the arena I can tell the northern sky is considerably stormy.
About as pitch black as Shoten's purple belly.
Are Monvan's macho guys and Margolant's residents not troubled by snow.
Well everyone is winter on land they originally lived accustomed to so there is no problem I suppose. I do not need to worry.
Rather our hut made in Glans is more dangerous. Has it not been crushed by snow weight.
When it becomes warm let us make a proper building with stone.
Now then our opponent is the mercenary band Light of the Three Lances that Marvela who one-sidedly attaches grudges belongs to.
They also correspond to the North Army so the entrance is the same.
