The third day comes and by then, Erwin 's ridden deep into the front lines to spearhead the attack. He skilfully keeps his worry off his face as he prepares things. He orders everyone in formation, he corresponds with the Nambalese forces who are currently on standby.

Inside Nambala, a bloody war has already erupted as the land forces have started their quest to kick out their colonisers.

Everything 's gone as planned on that front. Slowly but surely, the Varsikovian forces are driven out of the colonies to the sea.

Yet still, there 's no word from either Hange or Levi and Ymir. Rekanon has been dead silent after the ship came back from the trip to take them there.

Erwin 's sitting inside a tent. He 's looking over a map with tense shoulders.

The plan is to flank them. Nambalese navy attacks from the sea, Erwin and his troops of Novarynians roll over the border from East Novaryn. Erwin has no clue what kind of resistance there will be.