Imdiately, a miraculous scene unfolded; a gentle, cooling breeze swept through his entire body, dispelling the heat and suffocation, leaving only an unprecedented sense of comfort.
The apprentice raised his head in surprise and t the kindly face of the Great Sage, blushing and hurriedly lowering his head again.
"Thank you... Your Highness the Great Sage."
Dousuke smiled kindly, indicating that he need not stand on ceremony.
"You're welco. The climate here is different from the Academic State. If you feel uncomfortable, make sure to tell ."
With that, the elderly man leaped smoothly from the back of the night owl, his calm gaze sweeping over the magnificent spectacle before him.
This was the legendary miracle forged at the expense of the Dwarf Kingdom's national strength—Brass Pass!
The walls were not simply made of bricks and stones; they seed to have grown directly from the spine of the mountains, blending seamlessly with the rugged cliffs.
On the walls, giant rune war flags fluttered in the wind.
Between the battlents, the Black Iron Eagle flag of the Aus Empire, the Golden Lion flag of the Ryan Kingdom, and the Silver Leaf banner of the elf allies... all proclaid the gathering of forces here.
The air was filled with the seriousness of war and the tallic taste of rust.
On the walls, human gunners, dwarven infantryn in heavy armor, and graceful elven rangers patrolled nervously.
Beyond the walls, on the horizon of the boundless desert, shadows of the Chaos Army lood in and out of view, the dull and suppressive sound of the ogre war drums riding the wind, like the ominous heartbeat of the earth.
The arrival of this giant beast from the sky quickly alerted the defenders, especially since it surprisingly hadn't triggered the warning signal of the rune array!
A commotion arose on the walls; the elven rangers drew their longbows, while human gunners pointed the muzzles of their firearms at this unexpected visitor, ready for battle.
A Knight Captain bearing the insignia of the Ryan Kingdom stepped forward quickly, with his hand already on the hilt of his sword, shouting sternly, "Halt! Identify yourself!"
As he spoke, a drop of cold sweat rolled past his brow.
In his mind, only the Divine Chosen of Chaos could land on their walls without triggering any warning chanisms, completely unhard.
Facing countless guns aid at him, Dousuke remained calm.
Beside him, the giant night owl was the sa, dismissively snorting at the weapons of these mortals, as if mocking the toys held by children.
Sitting on the night owl's back, the apprentice hurriedly searched through his bag for credentials, but before he could find anything, a Demon Crystal badge automatically floated out from the bag and landed in Dousuke's hand.
Looking at the vigilant Knight Captain, Dousuke handed over the badge and said gently.
"I have co here by order of His Majesty the Emperor; due to the urgency of the situation, he did not issue a written notification, but I believe... this is sufficient proof of my identity."
The captain hesitated as he took it, and upon seeing the emblem of the Source Magic Tower engraved on the badge, his expression changed dramatically.
He promptly knelt on one knee, speaking with fright.
"Forgive for the offense, I had not expected it to be Your Highness the Great Sage!"
After speaking, he turned and ordered the soldiers behind him to put away their weapons, and those soldiers, similarly shocked, hurriedly stowed their firearms and sheathed their swords.
Unlike the knowledgeable captain, they had neither visited the Academic State nor interacted with its mages. But they had often heard that the mages there were the stingiest beings on the entire continent, and the thirteen sages were the kings of those mages!
It seed they were among the utmost stingy existences.
Although their first impression of His Highness the Great Sage was actually quite good, they felt he didn't seem like a stingy person...
Dousuke wore a gentle smile on his face, not angered by the crowd's offense. He waved his hand lightly, like any ordinary kind old man.
"No matter, it is your duty. Let's skip the formalities and pleasantries; take directly to et your commander."
"Yes, Your Highness—"
As the Knight Captain prepared to lead the way for Dousuke, a loud, bold voice accompanied by heavy tal footsteps ca from one side of the wall.
"No need to trouble him, I'm right here!"
The wall's inhabitants turned to look at the source, only to see a stout Dwarf General striding forward.
His iconic red beard was carefully woven into several braids adorned with rune gold rings, and the heavy rune plate armor he wore glead with the unique cold light of tal under the desert sun.
He was the highest commander of Brass Pass—Salute Copper Helt!
Although dwarves are generally xenophobic, they have a natural respect for knowledge and wisdom, even if the knowledge does not belong to dwarves.
Salute approached and saluted the most renowned intellectual of the Human World with a standard dwarven military gesture.
His voice was bold and rough.
"Welco, Great Sage. What kind of noble wind has blown you here?"
Looking at the dwarf general in front of him, Dousuke smiled gently and spoke in a casual tone.
"It's our His Majesty the Emperor; he said I was needed here, so I ca... but I see the defenses are solid, the military appearance neat, conditions seem pretty good?"
Upon hearing this, Salute's cheerful smile slightly faded, and he sighed heavily.
"I must confess, the situation here is actually not optimistic. The ogre vanguard has launched several attempts to siege the city, which we've repelled, but the losses of the Alliance Army are significant too."
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