n the walls continued until the middle of the night. The silver-white flying swords had all been dulled by half, and the Flying Lance Army was throwing support to the rear. In one day, they had expend...When I first encountered "Black Tide," it was spring.

That day and night, the bright mirror hung high.

The arrival of the "first wave" was unsummoned. They emerged from the mist and vanished back into it, as if nothing had happened at all.

Perhaps only my vanished subordinates know how the battle between mist and water unfolded.isited by humans, is called the Fringe Worlds.The edge world is a blurry concept.But one thing can be certain, prominent families would not go to such a countryside.Not all families are illustrious, n...