Before the Mage Tower.
Roland was stunned by the scene and turned a puzzled gaze toward Olivia beside him.
"Grand Mage Seraphim directly threw him over here."
"..."
Roland felt this deeply. He simply was not as fierce as Borslan, daring to curse at Grand Mage Seraphim like that.
But soon, he felt a headache coming on. Borslan had such a violent temper—if he truly refused to join the Sacred Co-Prosperity Kingdom, could Roland forcibly keep him here?
At that moment, Borslan, who had cursed for more than ten minutes straight, seemed to have grown tired. He looked around, his gaze passing over the many powerful figures nearby one by one.
When he saw Roland, his expression changed. He immediately strode over to Roland in a fury.
"Are you Roland?"
"Impudent!"
"Borslan, even if you are a Grandmaster, you should show His Majesty the respect he deserves," Olivia snorted coldly.
"Half-step Legendary?"
Borslan narrowed his eyes and casually swept a glance at Olivia from the corner of his eye.
"Borslan, as long as you are willing to pledge loyalty to His Majesty and work diligently, you can reach my level as well."
With an abundant supply of potions, a top Saint Domain Mage Tower, and a perfect fire-element Meditation Method, Olivia's strength had advanced by leaps and bounds. She had progressed even faster than Roland and had finally reached the Half-step Legendary realm before the Demon Extermination War, beginning to delve deeply into the laws.
"Half-step Legendary?"
Borslan muttered again, but this time, his tone was full of disdain.
With the income of a Grandmaster Magic Pattern Master like him, reaching Legendary might have been difficult, but Half-step Legendary could not stop him at all. If he had not spent so much time building magic arrays for the Autran Kingdom