Darian returned to the battlefield.
He had arranged a challenge with Ian.
In peacetime, it would definitely have drawn the attention of many Wizards, but during a war like this, it could only be called a minor matter.
It did not cause much of a stir.
Only some Wizards knew about it.
Four Symbols Academy.
The summit!
Kieran looked at the news and paid it no mind.
Darian might seem more likely to win this battle, but at this stage, the gap between Physiques would become especially apparent.
Even if he had condensed an advanced Physique.
The gap between it and a top-tier Physique...
All that could be said was to see how long the latter could hold out.
Meanwhile, in another corner of Four Symbols Academy.
At the center of an area spanning several hundred acres stood a cluster of buildings, amid towering Wizard Towers.
There were also a great many Wizards coming and going.
And within one of the central Wizard Towers, Harry, the Winston Family's patriarch, was also looking at the news.
"Ian."
At the sight of that name, a shadow crossed his eyes.
Over the years, the struggle between the old lineage faction centered around him and Kieran had never ceased.
They had already fallen clearly behind.
And Ian—first among the core students, possessing the same Four-Element Transcendent Physique as Kieran, along with potential in every aspect.
Though he had only just entered the Second Ring, Harry could sense that this fellow would definitely bring them enormous trouble.
"This time, I can see just how much potential he has."
He pursed his lips.
His gaze turned fierce as well.
Outside the Academy.
Upon a battlefield, Cerys's hair danced wildly in the gale, while ahead of her lay a war fortress she had already reduced to ruins