"Hmph, they're nothing more than a bunch of lowliest beginner mages!"
Just then, a cold snort came from the crowd on the stairs.
There was no need to ask—the only one who could have made that snort was First Prince Eric.
It was not that First Prince Eric truly looked down on over a hundred mages.
But after his initial shock, all his astonishment instantly turned into jealousy.
Even as the dignified first prince of the Bach Empire, he did not have such grandeur, yet Nalant did.
Thus, as if possessed by ghosts and gods, he instinctively mocked them.
But the moment the words left his mouth, he regretted them somewhat.
After all, even beginner mages, when numbering more than a hundred, were a formidable force on the Sacred Continent.
Sure enough, the surrounding nobles all turned to look at him with strange expressions.
Under everyone's gaze, First Prince Eric immediately flushed red, wishing he could crawl into a crack in the wall.
Fortunately, Theodore, the president, urged them at that moment. "Everyone, the battle is fierce right now. We need to reach the city walls as quickly as possible to defend them, so stop delaying!"
With Theodore's words, everyone withdrew their gazes and headed toward the city walls.
Meanwhile, Nalant in the distance had no time to care about the astonished looks from the crowd. He was leading his subordinates in harvesting Energy Points with all their might.
There were at least a hundred thousand mid- and low-tier Dark Creatures within the city. To him, this was simply a feast.
Watching Quick, Raymond, and the others efficiently slaughter Dark Creatures, Stella had only just recovered from her shock over the Mage Legion when she was plunged into amazement at their combat strength.
Over these past few days, she had