This story takes place in a fantasy world where demons, humans, and faunus (humans with animal qualities) fight for survival. A world where the rifle is shunned in favour for the sword and sheild.
The Visean kingdom has recently defeated the Demon...
"Your majesty." A femenine voice said, awaking Wilhelm from his rest. The lady who called was Helmine Braun, one of the maids in Mary's staff. She looked after the garden.
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"Helmine, is it?" Wilhelm asked, waking from his sleepy daze.
"Indeed your majesty. Watching the swans again?" Helmine asked. It wasn't the first time Wilhelm had done this.
"Indeed, it is so peaceful. And you do a good job of making this place so calming and beautiful." Wilhelm complemented. Helmine smiled and then curtsyed. She was glad the leader of the country had complemented the garden she worked so hard to maintain. Then another maid approached them and curtsyed. She was called Odila Essel.
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"My Kaiser, Lady, director of Ausland, wishes to speak with you along with the defence minister." Odila reported. "Lady says it's urgent." Odila reported in her stern voice.
"I see. Send them here. You both are dismissed, thank you." Wilhelm said and closed his eyes and listened to the breeze. The light tapping of Lady's small footsteps, merged with the sharp thud of General von Aire's jackboots, approached. Suddenly, they ceased, and Wilhelm opened his eyes. Both saluted the Kaiser.
"Another new uniform, Aires?" Wilhelm joked, observing Aires' taste in uniform.
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"The previous General uniform was too busy. It was bery hard to move in. That sash, especially, the German Army is not there for decoration." Aires said, his last comment peircing Wilhelm's thoughts like an artillery shell.
