Royal Capital, Cemetery.
Amid the noisy, bustling Royal Capital, only this graveyard retained some peace and quiet, with no sign of human activity.
During the battle for the Royal Capital, the entire city had been ravaged by the army of devil refiners and suffered massive destruction. Many places had been rebuilt and no longer resembled their former selves. Only this cemetery, perhaps because no one lingered here, had been spared by the devil refiners' army, becoming one of the few surviving areas in the Royal Capital that had miraculously escaped damage.
And in the dead of night, a girl dressed in black appeared here.
She stood before a grave, quietly remaining there, as though she were speaking to the departed dead.
The girl was Tier.
Tier had successfully reclaimed the Dwarves alongside Vivian and the others and returned to the Royal Capital.
But tomorrow, an even more arduous battle would arrive.
Tier would also take to the battlefield in that battle, fighting on the front lines.
After all, the girl had now reached level eighty-nine, only one step away from becoming a level ninety Legendary-tier expert.
If this news spread during peacetime, it would surely cause an enormous sensation throughout the world.
After all, Tier was only seventeen years old now.
Someone who had reached level eighty-nine at seventeen, standing only one step away from level ninety and the Legendary-tier—she could no longer simply be called a genius.
If Roxie had not become the successor of the Goddess of Fate and experienced such a tremendous leap in level, perhaps Tier would have officially surpassed Roxie and become the kingdom's greatest genius.
And that represented just how much effort Tier had put in during this period, and how many desperate battles she had endured to reach her current level.
Of course...