Chapter 111: Mana Addiction
South of Alkhemia, the scenery grew more beautiful with every step.
The barren wilderness gradually gave way to seas of vibrant flowers. The roads were meticulously maintained, balancing artistic elegance with practical efficiency.
Press on further, and the view became even more intoxicating: lush, rolling mountains of green, forests interwoven seamlessly with hidden architecture, a perfect harmony of natural splendor and architectural beauty.
This was the Court of the Silver Moon, kingdom of elves.
In the past, visitors had come in endless streams, drawn by nothing more than the promise of seeing its wonders with their own eyes.
But that had been long ago.
Ever since the price of magical materials began to skyrocket, outsiders had largely been barred from entry, and those who forced their way in never left elven lands again.
The only ones walking along the flower-lined roads these days were elves, and fully armed ones at that.
The Twilight Wardens had all been deployed in elite squads. They advanced deep into Alkhemia's former territory, easily breaking through the defenses of local lords and forcing them to sign the magical contracts placed directly before them.