We officially call the war that broke out in the Duchy of Beren the Altringen Civil War, but abroad, people belittle it as the Bastard War. The French are to blame for that one.
Raaaaah!
"Long live Beren! Long live the grand duke!"
Whatever outsiders called it, the grand duke, upon entering Radensdorf, maintained a stern expression from start to finish as the citizens welcomed him with fervent cheers. A stark contrast to the duke riding alongside him.
"You've done well, Franz."
"Welcome, Father!"
Upon arriving at the palace, the grand duke embraced the crown prince, who had come out to greet him.
Countless nobles were hovering about, hoping to catch the grand duke's eye, but he brushed past them all, and the first person he sought out was me, standing at the very back of the line.
