Early November.
When news spread that Prince Caesar of the Sacred Co-Prosperity Kingdom was about to marry Princess Caitlinna of the Autran Kingdom,
it instantly sparked cheers and excitement among the millions of citizens in Highland City. Countless people began celebrating the grand wedding of their own accord after hearing the news.
Streamers fluttered through the air, flowers covered the ground, and all of Highland City seemed to have taken on a new appearance. The entire city shone with splendor and brimmed with laughter and joy.
The last time Highland City had held such a grand ceremony was when it had been confirmed as the new royal capital. Hundreds of thousands had poured out of the city and traveled a hundred miles to welcome Roland's arrival.
However, the first guest Roland received was not Freddy, but Seraphim, hailed as humanity's foremost Grand Mage.
One night, while Roland was cultivating within Olivia Mage Tower and comprehending the laws, Seraphim appeared before him without a sound.
Inside a Cultivation Room rich with elemental energy, simply furnished and surrounded by thick walls,
Roland frowned as he looked at the old man floating in midair before him, dressed in a plain Mage Robe. His expression turned grave. Even with his current strength, he had not sensed in the slightest how Seraphim had entered this place.
More terrifying still, this was the most vital area of Olivia Mage Tower. Even if Seraphim, as a God Kingdom level expert, could evade every alarm in the Mage Tower, his physical appearance within the core area should have been enough to draw the Tower Spirit's attention.
Yet no alarms had sounded throughout the Mage Tower. It was frighteningly quiet. The feeling of having matters outside his control instantly put Roland in an abysmal mood.
After all, if Seraphim