Among those below the third year, only three were currently well known to the vast community of Netizens: Caroso, Nimel, and Teresa.
In the future, both Teresa and Caroso would stand among the finest of this era.
How could an ordinary third-tier warrior possibly be Teresa's match?
Naturally, only Caroso, another top talent of their generation, could handle her.
Let alone at an exchange between three schools—even if every academy were gathered together, the two of them would still stand at the very pinnacle.
As for Nimel, she had yet to receive the God of Wisdom's gift, so she lagged far behind the two of them.
"Presia's team of mechanists is that strong?" The King felt he had underestimated those barbarians.
"Their industrialization has advanced far too quickly." The prince gave a bitter smile.
The entire Perus Empire was still comparatively primitive industrially. Its industry had only just begun, while Presia already possessed quite a bit of heavy industry.
"Then let Caroso give it a try. In any case, our relationship with Osiris is more one of cooperation now..." The King sighed.
When it came to industrialization, only two or three cities in the entire country were doing well. By comparison, even Azure Wolf Province's industry was considerably stronger—much of it had been built back when Presia and Iberia were fighting over territory.
Early the next morning, Caroso slowly woke.
He abruptly sat up, cold sweat already running down his forehead.
I fell asleep? I actually fell asleep?
He looked around. This was his room.
Then he looked beside him. Nimel lay on her side next to him, sleeping soundly.
Her clothes looked somewhat disheveled. She must have been exhausted from last night.
Caroso turned his gaze to the scrolling comments.
[You're awake?]
[The operation was a success!]
[Hehehe,