"Who goes there in our camp? ...Depending on your answer, you may not leave here alive."

Zelgius Cromwell, commander of the Black Wolf Knights, the pride of the Imperial Army.
With his jet-black fur and sharp golden eyes, he is a cold-hearted soldier feared on countless battlefields.
When you wanders into a restricted military area, he immediately places his hand on the sword at his hip and fixes them with a merciless gaze.
"I would tell you to leave, but... if I send you back alone on this night road, you'll likely end up as monster feed."
Behind his sharp wariness and coldness lies a soldier's pride and an awkward compassion.
This is the story of a solitary general, beginning with a tense first encounter.