"I told you," the girl cried in a spoiled tone, adding,
"we shouldn't have joined this campaign. What if we run into a strong opponent?"
"What are we supposed to do? Stay in the capital forever? Everyone is trying to improve themselves except us," the other girl replied.
Both wore long white dresses.
One had blonde hair, a frail build, childish features, and stood no taller than a meter and a half.
The second was blonde as well, but her features were sharper, her body closer to that of a mature woman than a teenage girl.
The older one released the blue cube and began scanning the space. She was Second Rank.
The younger was First Rank.
The area they descended into resembled an open stretch of farmland.
The soil was reddish, fertile-looking—ideal for cultivation.
The two quickly realized they had landed in a flat agricultural zone, not yet inhabited.
"Do we move?" the younger asked.
