The Middle Line was a broad geographical concept. To be precise, the entire area east of the Viduo Mountain Range and west of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, connecting all the way to the Eastern Line, could be considered the Middle Line.
Feodo City.
Ever since the fall of Barol City, Feodo had become the core of humanity's second line of defense on the Middle Line. From the beginning of the year, the Beastmen had launched a major offensive centered on Feodo City almost every month.
In the heart of Feodo City, a tall, handsome man walked into the central tower.
The man was none other than Marshal Grantham, just returned from an inspection of the front lines.
It was Marshal Grantham's custom to survey the state of the war every morning. This was an ironclad routine.
"Marshal!"
"Marshal, good day..."
