A few days later, in the Arkaim Basin.
On a cliff, Azir put on his hood, pointed at a city in the distance that looked like a small mountain, and said, "That is the holy city of Arkaim. It's about ten kilometers from here. Powerful magic has been cast over this land, so all flying devices are unusable. You'll have to walk there."
Murphy gazed from afar at the giant city rising from the plain and could not help feeling a little moved. After so long in this world, he had finally seen a city that felt magical.
"There's clearly still so much land around it. Why did everyone hollow out a mountain range to build a city?" one of the wizards beside Murphy asked.
To make the act complete, Murphy had two Aurors from the British Ministry of Magic with him as well, assigned by Rasim to accompany Murphy on "secret official business."
After all, proposing marriage to the Soviet Union's empress basically counted as an international affair. According to Azir, the other suitors also had one or two civil servants from their own countries' Ministries of Magic with them.
Therefore, they more or less counted as a small diplomatic mission.
"This city gathers almost all the wizards of the Soviet Union. To defend its safety, countless great wizards set up many protective enchantments on it when it was first built. The strongest of them is the Wall of Saint Peter around the outside of the city."
"That is a spherical barrier, solid as stone and indestructible. To make the most of it, everyone chose to live within the wall, and the city naturally became what it is today."
"All right, let's part ways here. I still need to return to the city first and make some preparations."
After