No one doubted Haboba's authority as a mage.
Over a flight of more than a thousand miles, the mage Haboba had saved the group from annihilation countless times.
At his command, everyone broke camp and reached their destination before dusk. Faced with the magnificent palace, they all gaped.
Just then, a Spiny Sea Dragon returned through the sky, carrying two wild beasts.
Everyone was stunned. The noble, ferocious divine beast soaring high above them awed them at first sight.
Haboba, however, reacted quickly enough.
The moment he saw the Spiny Sea Dragon glance down, he dropped to his knees and cried, "Praise our lord Romon!"
Within three or four seconds, everyone caught on and shouted, "Praise our lord Romon!"
The Spiny Sea Dragon's mouth fell open. This insignificant human acquired so many servants after just one trip outside? How strange!
With that thought, he spread his wings and flew into the palace.
To the people below, the enormous dragon paused briefly, then vanished from the sky.
A moment later, everyone rose and cheered.
With such a god and such a guardian, how could they fail?
"Everyone, let us build our home here in this Divinely Bestowed Land!" Haboba declared, brimming with confidence.
"Yes, sir!" Everyone cheered. At that moment, Haboba's prestige reached its peak.
"Momino, bring me that scroll of mine," Haboba said.
A young girl answered loudly, "Yes, Father!"
She carefully took a box from the wagon and handed it to her father.
Haboba raised the box high and shouted, "Everyone, do you see this? This is the city-building treasure the archmage specially bestowed upon us before our escape. It can summon an earth elemental elder, who is bound by an agreement to build an outline enclosing no more than one square kilometer for us. Now, calculate the area