>>5287660>“You said that tonight would bring about the first battle of the war. What does the Empire have planned?”“As we speak, a vanguard of the Empire is readying themselves to attack Garreg Mach. Truthfully, they’ll likely be here any moment. Their goal is to lay waste to the monastery and strike a decisive first blow against the Knights of Seiros while they least expect it. Much of the army is camped nearby, hidden from the view of the Knights, while another sizeable portion of it has been in the area for months now. They’ve been disguised as ordinary villagers and pilgrims, and the Church has been none the wiser. We’ve been told to expect a sizeable force.” She pauses, before continuing. “Of which…I’m told your lord brother will be attending.”
>“Rex?! Coming here?!” Of course. That’s no surprise. Far be it from him to miss a battle, let alone one set to change the course of Fodlan forever.“That’s what we’ve been told. Part of our ordered mission tonight is actually to make way for the Empire’s soldiers to enter the monastery. But I suppose the details on that can wait for now.”
>“Another question. Solon…and Kronya for that matter. Any two ways I look at it, they appear to be involved with the Empire in some shape or form. Do you know anything about that?” You clench your fists. Corrine is a dear friend, but if she or Edelgard for that matter were involved with the deaths of Captain Jeralt and your friends, you want to know.“I…don’t know the full details. Particularly in Solon’s case. But you appear to be right. With Kronya, we didn’t know what she…really was. Both myself and my unit were under the impression that she was the real Monica von Ochs. Supposedly, her family was of minor noble status. After she went missing, her father squandered the family fortune looking for her. When she reappeared, we were told by Hubert that she was no different from myself, or Byron, Derrek and Ronald. The child of a noble family who was either indebted or blackmailed by House Vestra, and who would be providing support to our operation. Only…even with Hubert’s word, we knew something was off about her from the beginning.” Corrine sits at your desk, folding her hands out. “You’ve had the ‘pleasure’ of meeting my compatriots. You’re well aware they’re about as brutish and violent as myself, though lacking the same charm, of course. Still, even those freaks knew that something was off about ‘Monica’. If you remember correctly, I did warn you to stay away from her.”
