When the first chill of winter settled upon the frozen land, this remote town, far from the heart of the Golden Sparrow Empire, was suddenly graced by a column of silver-armored knights bearing their heraldry high.,As soon as I opened the bamboo gate of the hanging building, I saw a well-proportioned young man in the small room, buried his head in a parchment scroll. He dipped a feather pen into the ink by his side and quickly recorded something.,Angel shrugged, a smirk playing on her lips: "I don't know. I just figure it gives me more control."。