The entity formed from the stream of white light.  Ian Page, the tower lord of the Greenriver Empireâs Ivory Tower, felt objectionable. The speech that was made by Hector Coldwood, the crowned prince of Coldwood, was the issue.
âPlunder, rape and kill.â
He thought of his family when he heard those words. The faces of those that he was acquainted with by chance or fate also flashed by. Although the number was small, wasnât every one of them the target of the speech?
âSuch a trash talk.â
Ian said, clicking his tongue.
He had acted like that in his past life.
It was the same this time around as well.
It definitely wasnât pleasing to him.
That crowned prince of the Coldwood Empire.
That bastard, Hector Coldwood.
âYouâŠ..?â
Hector recognized Ian. They have met twice at the negotiation table while developing the three nationsâ non-aggression pact on the Great East Prairie.
âHow did youâŠ..?â
They could not react in any other way, but be shocked. Hector Coldwood, the crowned prince, was in shock for certain, but also the troops, knights and even the sorcerers that have gathered there to form the military base.
âThereâs no doubtâŠ..â
Ian Page, the bastard sorcerer, had surely disappeared. A half year ago, citing end of training, he went missing for 3 months, after which there was not even a trace of him for the subsequent 3 months, for a total of 6 months period.
âPerhaps, he had died of an accident during the training.â
Perhaps, the accident had taken place a long time ago, and simply took it as taking holidays in order to hide that fact. There were many, different guesses, but it was certain in the end that Ian Page has been erased from the world.
âHe did not disappear?â
Hector Coldwood ground his teeth.
He was troubled. Feeling of dismay overtook him.
It was an opportunity none like any other.
Indeed, it was clearly thought to be the best opportunity.
With more caution, speed and accuracy
Thatâs how this war has been prepared.
âThis ladder of opportunity has gone bad.â
The ladder has been weaved with decayed ropes.
Has such a bad opportunity been what was grabbed?
Hectorâs eyes shook wildly.
ââŠ..â
However, even that shaking was short lived.
Soon, Hector recovered from the shock.
It appeared as if there was still an opportunity.
An opportunity of a great ladder of possibility.
âIt wasnât known as to how he appeared, but the bastard was all alone after all.â
It must have been a trickery created by magic.
In other words, there was no reason to fear.
âWill kill. Even at a great price.â
He knows that the bastard was, in fact, a 6th class sorcerer.
However, this is in the midst of the midst of the enemyâs camp.
There are 5th class sorcerers, including the lord of Ma Tower.
And the troops that can wield mana.
âEven a 6th class sorcerer wouldnât be able to overcome them allâŠ..â
âHe would think that, perhaps.â
There came a voice that impeded Hectorâs thoughts.
In a low voice, Ian Page chanted.
âItâs not an incorrect assumption.â
Ian readily agreed.
The tower lord of the Ma Tower, the troops and the knights.
It would be a difficult challenge to survive from them all.
Even for Ian Page.
However, does Hector Coldwood know it?
âThat.â
Ian Page, the tower lord of the Ivory Tower of the adversary empire, who was standing in front of him, has already surpassed the 6th class level. As far as the classes go, the differences between the levels become extremely clearer as the levels rise, and the fact that based on Ianâs experience and application abilities, those differences between the levels grow even further.
âOnly that the intel was slow.â
Ian murmured lightly.
He began a spell.
Now, the mana has turned close to navy blue.
The sticky mana was being released into all directions.
âArc Paralyze.â
It was definitely not an ordinary paralyze.
It was the âmob control magicâ that was applied with the quintessential skills of which only Ian could.
The influential power of that spell has permeated throughout the area.
The vast area of the military camp has been encompassed by it in no time.