"Currently, there are 617 otherworldly warriors fighting in Transylvania. Adding in the 300 who will receive their helmets three days from now, and the 200 self-recruitment quotas held by the student group, our warriors will finally surpass the thousand mark by next weekend.
In the coming month, I will issue all the quotas I have on hand, until the number of players is saturated once again. As of now, the resident population under Transylvania's administration has already breached 22,000... that is, 2,200 people."
In the office of the Crimson Regent, Milian, Murphy is tallying up accounts with Milian, while Triss stands by the office window, gazing at today's gloomy sky.
The Duke believes that in a few days, there might be a second snowfall descending upon Transylvania.
