A few days later, at the beginning of October.
Central Starfield, Nard Arm.
"Crystal World," Glastan.
Roy stood atop the mountain, looking down at the distant scenery.
A continuous mountain range stretched out before him.
Cities stood atop the various mountain peaks.
Those were the fortresses of the Glastan people.
"The nobles of this world like to live on mountains because they were born from rock and earth crystals. They're silicon-based lifeforms resembling glass and gemstones, and their lifeforms are close to those of Earth Elementals. They don't need water resources, so they don't need to live along rivers.
"Furthermore, this world's three major life races—crystal, metal, and rock and earth—are called Glastan, Isern, and Osser respectively in Weizel Language. Together, they form a three-tiered, pyramid-shaped society resembling priests, warriors, and commoners."
The Maiden's Skull floated beside him, organizing the information she had learned before their departure.
This time, despite his outward boldness, Roy was extremely cautious about venturing deep into enemy territory.
After arriving in this world through Otherworld Teleportation assisted by a magic array, he had not launched an attack immediately as he had on Potan Star. Instead, he had hidden himself first, intending to investigate the situation before making further plans.
His forces, the Fran Star retainers commanded by Edralil, were working hard to gather intelligence.
Pleti, Singers, Mogos, Huilge, and Kamiula—the five Alajians—were also hiding in different places.
The intelligence provided by the spies might not be entirely accurate. Even if it was, it might already be outdated.
Therefore, at this point, they still needed to conduct a rough survey of the area themselves.
As he gazed into the distance, an unusual fluctuation suddenly came from the sky.
Divine Scout Zofir, hanging high above, had sent a warning. Another mage's Patrol Machine had come to investigate.