People of the Northern Kingdom

Before Allen could speak, another wizard stepped out from the Glory Wizard Alliance camp. With a smile that did not reach his eyes, he said to the Northern Kingdom representative, "Speaking of which, the owner of that wizard tower has some ties to your Northern Kingdom. He was someone who defected from your Northern Kingdom to join us."

The Northern Kingdom man's gaze immediately sharpened, and his expression darkened.

The Northern Kingdom was unsuitable for wizards to live in. Its authorities did everything in their power to suppress independent wizards—everyone on the West Ring Continent knew that. Why was this old bastard, Ice King from the Imperial Mage Corps, bringing it up now? Was he trying to slap him in the face?

He snorted coldly. "The warriors of our Northern Kingdom are brave and valiant in battle. We do not need so many wizards."

"No matter how formidable a warrior is, he cannot compare to a level-seven wizard with a wizard tower." Ice King Patriarch smiled faintly.

He did not mention Dole's age to the other party. That fellow was too monstrous. If they learned just how gifted Dole was, they might try to snatch him back. That would be a tremendous loss.

The other two great powers exchanged glances, suddenly becoming interested in the newcomer.

However, the arrival did not head toward them. Instead, he flew straight for the military camp and landed in its center. Less than two seconds later, the wizard tower rose into the air again, only then flying toward the Glory Empire's wizard contingent.

A level-seven wizard tower was a magnificent sight in flight. More than fifty meters tall, it was like a small mountain, radiating dark, deathly air that made hearts tremble.

But the wizard tower did not come over. Someone from the Imperial