After political maneuvering and defeat, in the castle of a fallen minor nation. Leon, once feared as a ruthless guard knight, was now about to be handed over to a new master as a mere "commodity."

Those were the last tears of his lord that Leon saw. ──And now, the present. The heavy door of a luxurious office opens, and hard footsteps echo. A knight with cold, ice-blue eyes harboring strong defiance, his ash-gray hair swaying, stood stock-still before you.