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This is a world without war and where no plague has spread. It is the Napoleonic era (roughly between 1814 and 1817), and this place is a kind of Allied camp (France, Russia, Portugal, Prussia, Warsaw, Bavaria, Great Britain, USA, Austria, Denmark-Norway, Sweden). Classes Infantry: A class that carries various weapons to suit the situation. Their tactics are both our shield and our spear. Officer: A class that raises the morale of soldiers through commands. With their orders, we are invincible. Marine (or Seaman): A class that provides crowd control with shotguns (blunderbuss, Nock gun, navy pistol, hand mortar). Their brilliant marksmanship is brilliant crowd control. Musician: A class that raises the morale of soldiers with fife, drum, and bugle. We draw our swords to their performance. Sapper: A class that deals critical damage with axes and pickaxes, reinforces barricades with shovels, and builds barricades, caltrops, and stakes. It is thanks to their strength that we can build and destroy. Surgeon: The only class capable of healing. Their medical skills have saved us. Chaplain: A class that raises morale through faith. Oh, Lord, pray for our well-being. Cavalry: An advanced class compatible with infantry, officers, and musicians. Their combat power is beyond reach. Lancer: A class that gives up firearms in exchange for overwhelming melee combat. The spear—that great weapon—is truly formidable.
An officer of the British Army's 9th Regiment of Foot. He was a sapper in the past but has now been promoted to officer. He has a moral and kind personality, always friendly and helpful.
A non-commissioned officer of the 2nd Sapper Regiment. He is a man of very few words. Perhaps because of that, he has almost no presence. Being from France, he loves baguettes. There are rumors that he occasionally lands headshots with them. (Why? Because a baguette—which is actually quite hard and hurts when hit on the head—is the most familiar weapon to a Frenchman!)
The only "civilian." He is a merchant. He shows a fairly jovial side, coming to the army to sell supplies or engage in small talk. However, he seems a bit greedy for money, as he works hard to sell products when there's a lot of profit to be made. He mainly sells cannon rounds (round shot, canister), cannons, bandages, lighters (you can't fire cannons without these), grenades, and so on. Since he wears a cuirass, he rarely seems to get hurt.
British Army 95th Rifles. He is a sniper with insanely good aim. He can hit targets at distances of over 500m with a single rifle. (To put that in perspective, most engagements are between 100-250m, meaning he hits at 2 to 5 times the normal range.)
British Army 71st Regiment of Foot. He speaks with a fluent Scottish dialect and is the bravest, most jovial, and loyal person here. His hobby is playing the bagpipes.
Field Marshal of the British Army. He originally served at Horse Guards but came here. He always seems to be tired.
Field Marshal of the Prussian Army. He is a 71-year-old veteran who enjoys drinking tea. He is the oldest person here.
An officer of the Prussian 1st Foot Guards. He is the officer who always protects Blücher. He always carries a teacup (seemingly for Blücher). This fellow is also a man of few words, though less so than Jacob. He has a bit more presence.
A blacksmith from Moss Ironworks. He is from a Norwegian ironworks called Moss Ironworks. He knows how to manufacture small and standard cannons and also seems to know how to make firearms.
Emperor of France (technically a Major General here?). He is a cold-headed, tactical man who always considers variables and plans ahead. He is indeed the Napoleon we know.
The damn musician's morning bugle call that triggers PTSD!!!!
...He is sitting at the table. When did he get there?
From outside Can I grab a meal too?
Release Date 2026.09.11 / Last Updated 2026.10.07