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Chapter 45 - Viktor Drichey, part 3
The old year had already ended, and now, with the joyful celebrations of the new year, the first signs that announced the arrival of spring were already visible in the territory, present in the trees, in the undergrowth, even in the scent of the air. .
New life would soon come to the Empire, after the dead months of winter.
A subtle mist rose from the meadows that stretched adjacent to the tree line that lined the road, where the warm golden rays of the first sunlight evaporated the night dew from the ground.
The first light green shoots were almost visible, and the fingers of the still-lifeless tree branches curved up into the gray sky and formed a passageway above the road.
In just a matter of days, Viktor would begin a formation that would allow him to become one of the greatest wizards the Empire had ever known.
And then, among the trees, across the mist-shrouded pastures, he saw her, the great city of Genbofen.
Viktor gave an audible ga
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