The big outbreak will start tomorrow, and I will change it for the time being.

The sun is shining, the wind is howling,

Gusts of northeasterly wind, making landfall from the east coast, began to blow inland in the Eastern Plaguelands.

The flags planted on the walls of the Chapel of Light's Wish were constantly blown and rattled by the wind.

The blue banner of the alliance stands tall,

There are countless faiths gathered, which is the sustenance in people's hearts.

Chapel of the Wish of Light, a historic cathedral.

With the pace of human expansion, he came to this land, and he stood here.

It has gone through many hardships, and it is still standing today.

A howling wind, along the gap, continued to blow across the streets of the Chapel of the Light's Wish.

The Chapel of the Wish of Light has been developed successively, and with its continuous expansion, city walls, shops, and with the war, it has become not only a cathedral for people to put their hearts on, but also a military fortress.

Tirio. Ferdin's gray hair, with the wind behind him,

He gently stroked the city wall with one hand, and the cold touch passed into his hand,

For a long time, he did not say a word.

Standing in Tirio. Darien on Ferdin's side. Mograini, however, could not be silent, and for a while he was deadlocked, and his preferred Annai could not be stopped.