On the southern point, a massive city stood, comparable to the eastern point, but with an even stronger defense.
Just because of the fact that the one stationed on this post is Cernunnos, the third strongest and wisest among Yulan's current summons.
Inside the command post, a wooden man stared at the report in his hand as he stroked his wooden beard.
His aged face showed some concern as his eyes narrowed, the flowers around him started to riot as he released a sigh.
"Troubled times."
He muttered with his aged voice as he stood up, walking out of the building, and he took a breath of fresh air.
His gaze turned to the busy city, feeling a little helpless, he knew a war was coming. He had just sent Vitinus away some days ago, but now he wished he were here.
He motioned with his finger as the emergency bell of the city rang, signaling that a war was about to begin.