Army Headquarters.
Senior Female Officers' Quarters.
Around ten thirty on May 10.
The cool night breeze unique to the Autumn Region drifted in through the open window.
The room was furnished very simply, in keeping with its owner's usual style.
Only a Peashooter wreathed in flames sat on the corner of the desk.
It added a touch of heat and vitality to the residence of the Army's newly promoted admiral.
The Full-Army Combat Power Assessment, which had concluded not long ago, had swept through the military like a storm, and its aftereffects had yet to fully subside.
Yet Mereoleona was exceptionally calm at this moment.
She had just finished bathing.
Her crimson hair draped over her shoulders like flowing lava.
Wearing a comfortable bathrobe, she sat at the desk and stared intently ahead.
The light screen projected by a Visual Den Den Mushi was split in two.
It clearly displayed the faces of two young men.
They were the two younger brothers she cared about most and was proudest of.
Fuegoleon and Leobert of the Vermillion family.
"The notice has arrived."
"At eight tomorrow morning, RL1111 Area will see its first Paramount War."
Mereoleona's voice was steady and powerful, without the slightest trace of pre-battle nerves.
Instead, it carried a faint, barely detectable excitement.
On the left side of the screen was Fuegoleon.
Her second younger brother, renowned for his rigor and sense of responsibility.
His brow was slightly furrowed as he rubbed the red cross mark in the center of his forehead.
This mark symbolized "one who has overcome oneself and possesses the resolve to become a king."
It had been passed down through the Vermillion family for generations as they pursued their vows.
He wore neither a Navy nor Army uniform, but a dark-blue military uniform paired with