Hill truly felt that Shar had scanned the area even faster than he had.
But after confirming the terrain, Hill had no mood left to care about Shar's attitude.
Lathander truly deserved to be Young Master's good friend.
As a once-powerful Mage Tower, the Defense Tower naturally occupied an excellent location.
It could be called an alluvial plain at the mouth of a great river.
In particular, beside the area where the main tower stood was a mountain range tall enough to block the hurricanes blowing in from the coast.
And since hardly any plants grew on those mountains, it was obvious that the side facing the sea could not possibly retain much soil.
There were only sheer cliffs.
Moreover, battered endlessly by sea winds and washed constantly by waves, those cliffs were truly as smooth as mirrors.
And for the range to have endured so many years of wind and rain, it could not have been made of ordinary rock... it was practically tempered steel, forged by nature's storm hammers.
The Defense Tower had not chosen this place without reason. At the very least, there was more than enough construction material here... hundreds of connected peaks were basically composed of metal ore.
Even if most of it was the most basic variety and not uncommon in this world, anything became valuable when it existed in excessive quantities.
And behind that range of tempered-steel mountains, amid more than a dozen iron ore mountains, stood something strange yet understandable: a Magnet Mountain.
Naturally, the magnetite varied in size, and in some places, enough rock clung to its surface that the attraction between this mountain and the ironstone peaks outside was not always so strong.
But precisely because that pull varied in distance and strength, strange whirlwind formations had appeared among those