"Lord Farn is simply too powerful!"
At the sight, his followers could not help voicing their praise.
They had seen Farn in action many times and no longer felt the same shock as they had at first.
Yet they remained deeply impressed.
It was precisely this that had convinced them Farn was worth following, that he would one day become a Legendary Mage and write a glorious chapter in history.
"Over these years, my lord, you've truly integrated Sinvira's elemental magic with Seris-style runic spells and developed a school of your own."
Even the Middle-Tier Mage in the party could not help commenting.
But Farn shook his head at these words. "What I've learned amounts to less than one ten-thousandth of my teacher's knowledge. I'm still nowhere near fully grasping the essence of Seris-style runes."
The more he studied this path, the more profound and expansive he found it.
He had not even had time to delve into its many branches, such as Seris martial arts, True Words and Divine Decrees, and prophetic magic.
The others were dubious.
They had heard something of Roland.
But most knew only that he was the mentor who had guided Farn's advancement to High Mage. They had never seen him in action themselves.
"Speaking of which, these look like Onikrodi's Flame Demon guards. Could he be nearby?"
The Rogue in the party carefully examined the slain Flame Demon guards and ventured a guess based on what they already knew.
Farn said, "If he were here, he wouldn't send these guards to their deaths. He would attack us himself."
As he spoke, his expression suddenly changed. A trusted subordinate stationed at the Red Fort had contacted him.
"Lord Farn, the Red Fort is under attack!"
"There are demons everywhere! Onikrodi has appeared too!"
After ending