Vanity.
One of the three great ducal families of the Empire—iron-blooded sentinels who ruled over the snowy plains.
They had also long been loyal retainers guarding the North.
Perhaps it wasn’t so strange for them to take pride in that.
After all, they had achieved immense merit during the [Great War] six years ago.
The former head of the Vanity family had been that exceptional.
"All of you, stand behind me."
"Today, on this battlefield, I will not lose a single soul."
