Listening to Rabbihe and Sherlock's conversation, Iver realized something else.
If the Beast Song Tribe ranked among the top three or top five...
Iver fell into thought.
There was no doubt that, although Old Rabbihe was shrewd and experienced, he definitely was not Fifth Level.
And although Bram had stolen the power of a Wildfire Giant comparable to Fifth Level... he himself was only Fourth Level.
The current tribal chief did not dare provoke Bram even after his own father was captured. Clearly, he was not Fifth Level either. A tribe like this could probably rank among the top three on the Southern Continent.
...In other words, did the Fifth Level users across the entire Southern Continent add up to fewer than three? No wonder the Iris People and goblins ran rampant there...
And judging from what Little Rabbihe meant, aside from the Avalonians, both the Iris People and Stibnite People... even the Parthians east of the desert already had their own influence on the Southern Continent.
It made sense, after all. Many ritual, potion, and Curse Poison materials came from the Southern Continent.
Avalon had restricted the development of other Paths in the past, so it had not cared about those resources.
But Stibnite, with its Transcendence, Balance, and Love; the Iris People, with Adaptation and Love; and the Parthian Ancient Kingdom, which likewise possessed the traits of Transcendence and Adaptation, were all desperately short of those materials.
The next time he saw Isabel, he would mention this to her. It was not urgent, but merchants acted very slowly. It would take at least several professional research reports to get them moving...
As Iver pondered, several people emerged from the room.
Bram and Rabbihe had familiar Triangular Light Shackles around their necks and wrists. They were Binding Spells from