Breisburg, which I was visiting for the first time in a while, was as lively as ever, and plenty of people were still out and about despite the winter. In Rosenheim, by contrast, people barely left their homes because of the cold.
Even though this winter was colder than last year's, Breisburg felt like a whole different world. Citizens who heard that the Gale Knight had entered the city came flocking in droves. I waved back at them.
"It's the Gale Knight!"
"Wooooow!"
Hmm, I feel like I've become a celebrity.
And yet I'd heard that in Basel, crying children fell silent at the mere mention of my name.
The Gale Knights marched proudly with their chests puffed out. Viktor rode on my right, and Barosi on my left. Barosi's standing had risen to second only to Viktor's, and he was clearly very proud of it.
