The fleets from the Tulip Family, Black Horse Island, and Iron Hoof Island arrived one after another, transporting knights and civilians in large numbers toward Mind Island.
Paris stood before the dark and profound Magic Gate, shaken by an indescribable awe.
Although she held little interest in history or novels, she knew that Magic Teleportation Arrays belonged to the realm of powerful magical creations from legends—yet now, one was right before her eyes. Normally, when she interacted with the Magic Guild, those magicians struggled to cast even a small fireball.
Even when Grand Magicians cast spells, the effect was minimal, far from comparable to the powerful moves she herself could perform with a flash of flight.
Nor had she found Archmage Archy particularly amazing, as she rarely witnessed him in combat.