At the same time.
Far away, in Weizel World.
Inside the Witch Tower.
Akhenning and the others received the battle report from Nihebul, a frontier territory, and were stunned.
"What?
Archmage Roy, Your Excellency, captured the enemy's Mage Tower?"
They had initially thought that no matter how capable Roy was, he would still need several years to gradually establish his position, gather the local forces, and then launch an attack before he could take Nihebul.
That was the usual approach to Plane wars.
The mages had operated there for many years and enjoyed the advantage of fighting on home turf. Their foundations were extremely deep.
To turn the situation around, they had to use the power in their hands to slowly influence those natives.
Just like in a game of strategy, they had to keep making good moves before they could completely lay the foundation for victory amid the shifting balance of power.
But they had never expected him to pick up the entire board and slam it straight into his opponent's forehead right from the start.
"Truly worthy of someone who advanced to Archmage in just a few hundred years. He does everything one step faster than everyone else!"
Akhenning sincerely marveled at this.
"Otherwise, how could he have become an Archmage?
If we could take over a world so quickly, or even seize a Mage Tower, we would have made our fortunes long ago."
The other council members, who were also Red Robe Wizards, sighed as well when they heard this.
"Let's discuss how to deal with this matter.
His Excellency the Archmage has requested strategic support from the alliance to prevent the Legendary Mage from being deployed."
After marveling for a while, Akhenning said this to the other council members attending the meeting.
"The Mage Tower has