The Strength of the Sacred Co-Prosperity Kingdom

Outside Highland City.

On the broad, level road, a massive convoy stretched for miles, surrounded by elite soldiers. It drew the attention of many passing travelers.

However, the flags hanging from the convoy did not belong to the Sacred Co-Prosperity Kingdom, but to the Autran Kingdom.

At that moment, inside a rather luxurious and imposing carriage at the center of the convoy, two white-haired old men dressed in splendid clothing sat quietly on cushioned couches, their eyes slightly narrowed.

Yet upon closer inspection, it was clear that their gazes kept drifting toward the outside of the carriage as they secretly examined the surrounding scenery.

It was not until they spotted, from afar, the three Mage Towers soaring into the clouds around Highland City that they could no longer maintain their composure. Their faces revealed helplessness and resentment.

The three top Saint Domain Mage Towers were not important. No matter how powerful they were, they had little to do with the Autran Kingdom. Given the Autran Kingdom's strength, it would be impossible for them to threaten Highland City for at least several centuries.

What mattered was that these three top Saint Domain Mage Towers had been moved here from Double Gate Island.

Although relocating a Mage Tower was simpler than rebuilding one, any changes involving a Saint Domain Magic Array would certainly require the work of a master-level Magic Pattern Master.

And to relocate three top Saint Domain Mage Towers to Highland City without damaging them, Borslan's involvement was beyond doubt. He had once been the Autran Kingdom's Master of Magic Patterns.

Watching their kingdom's former Master of Magic Patterns now serve another nation, how could they, as the Autran Kingdom's upper echelon, possibly feel good about it?

"Both human nations, yet they took advantage of us when we were down.