Port Nyanzaru suddenly became bustling.
Since the Floating Island appeared, Port Nyanzaru's transient population had increased by roughly thirty percent. Visitors included not only members of the Northern Witches Council, but also people from the much more distant Wizard Kingdom and the Ice Witches' Coven from Arendelle, who had arrived by teleportation that very morning. In addition, agents from many factions had appeared in Port Nyanzaru. Even the Rosad Red Dragon Duchess, who had once fought Soren, had secretly sent people into the city to gather intelligence. However, the Adjudication Office's rogues rounded up all those spies as soon as they entered Port Nyanzaru.
A Floating City.
Over the long years, countless spellcasters had never abandoned their research into Floating Cities.
The appearance of a Floating Island in Port Nyanzaru had directly prompted many wizards to plan visits to the city. In just a single day, quite a few members of the Northern Witches Council had privately approached Goria, expressing their willingness to serve under her. Ordinary people could hardly imagine how desperately spellcasters coveted such advanced alchemy. The sheer ease with which Soren had lured the young Puppeteer back with him showed just how astonishingly alluring a Floating City was to them.
Because far too many people had arrived at once, Soren had no choice but to divide the task of receiving them. He entertained the Ice Witches' Coven brought by Arendelle's Princess, while Goria received the Eye of the North, who had teleported over directly. The Fallen Witch, meanwhile, negotiated with representatives of the Wizard Union. The Floating Island's existence could no longer be concealed, and some of their alchemical knowledge could certainly be traded. The key was whether the visitors were willing to pay the appropriate price.
Of course.
What Soren was willing to offer was limited