I will never forget that day. I was not yet a risk-breaker, but only an ordinary agent of the Iberian Knights of Peace in the Seventh Frontier Army. Because of another incident, another war broke out with Adranda, an old rival and enemy of his native Iberia. In the old days, our countries were divided by the free city of Magbur, which controlled the only pass in the Ferrian Mountains that lay between us. However, about ten years ago, Adranda finally crushed it under her, turning it into an almost impregnable fortress. And so His Majesty Carlos IV, after another attack by the Adranda Scarlet Hussars, decided to put an end to Magbur, once and for all clearing the pass of toad-eaters. But this turned out to be not as easy to do as they thought in Aldekka...