Letters cut off by the mountains’ ridges,

Winter turning into spring.

With trepidation I approach my homeland,

Fearing to ask locals passing by.

Heading straight north, the nearer I approached that familiar land, the more I experienced the "trepidation of approaching my homeland." However, due to the worsening circumstances, it was impossible for me to back down even if I wanted to.

Since it was fated to be unavoidable, I might as well face it head-on.

Under my request, the Borealis stopped at every single town, and I would disembark from the ship to inspect the situation there.

Due to the frequent stops, the journey to East Mist Communal Country that should have only taken a week dragged on for two months.

This was my usual way of doing things, and I imparted this foundation of governance to Annie and Reyne as well. It was impossible to solve problems by sitting on a high throne and commanding one's subordinates. To truly solve a problem, one had to first investigate what the