After determining that there might be something suspicious behind the Northern Council's mobilization order, Ang did not want to give them any chance to intercept his group. After some discussion, they decided to forgo the airship and use the Magic Teleportation Array directly, returning to Tan'anster as quickly as possible. Though it was costly, safety came first.
Inside Akreli's magic teleportation hall, people streamed through in an endless flow. Astrologer's Guild mages clad in purple robes moved between the arrays, constantly adjusting the flow of magic power to ensure every teleportation was precise. The entire hall was steeped in magic, with faint arcane ripples lingering in the air.
Standing before the massive magic array, Aisha muttered under her breath, "This Magic Teleportation Array is fast, but it's way too expensive! One hundred and twenty magic crystals per person, and they won't even give a discount for such a big group. The Astrologer's Guild is making a killing..."
Though she had not spoken loudly, a teleportation guard nearby who was maintaining order still heard her. The middle-aged mage in purple robes gave a light cough and cast a slightly displeased glance their way.
Ang immediately sensed trouble. He hurriedly gave the mage a slight nod and a bow, then said calmly, "She was only making an offhand complaint. We are still deeply grateful for the Astrologer's Guild's service."
The mage studied Ang for a few moments. Seeing that his attitude was proper, he said nothing more, merely nodding faintly before turning away to deal with other matters.
Ang turned back and gave Aisha a helpless smile. "Try not to complain so casually in the future. They control the strongest teleportation network in the entire empire, after all."
Aisha stuck out her tongue and said no more.
A flash of dazzling magical