Chapter 102: Journey to the Tower of the Archmage

Chapter 102: Journey to the Tower of the Archmage

Witnessing a bit of subtle movement between them, Axi, though he noticed, didn’t take it to heart and said, “Let’s head back to our room and rest for one more day. We’ll set off tomorrow.”

Since he had chosen to forgive Airael earlier, he had no intention of pursuing it further.

“Mm!”

Airael gently nodded in agreement.

Then they each returned to their own rooms.

Inside Airael’s room.

Celia, who followed Airael inside, glanced at her sitting on the sofa and asked, “Miss, Mr. Axi said we’re leaving tomorrow. Where are we headed next?”

Aurora stood beside her, waiting for Airael’s response.

“We’re going to the Tower of the Archmage.”

“The Tower of the Archmage? What are we going there for?”

Celia was puzzled.

“Axi needs to verify something there,” Airael replied.

After saying this, she let out a soft sigh.

She felt that Axi’s trip was truly unnecessary.

Even though it was only her side of the story, couldn’t he just trust her?

Thinking of this made Airael quite irritated.

It felt as if she were being painted as a fibber.

Seeing Airael’s changing expressions, Celia wisely kept her mouth shut, afraid to ask further.

After a while, Airael managed to calm herself down.

Honestly, she couldn’t entirely blame Axi.

This was indeed a significant matter, and it appeared to be quite important to Axi.

Wanting to consult a more authoritative entity for verification wasn’t a big deal.

It’s just unfortunate that she currently held the identity of a human mage named Ailia; to put it nicely, her background was a mystery; to put it bluntly, she was essentially an undocumented person.

Unlike Axi, who, according to information, might very well be using a pseudonym, still had an established identity.

The legendary mercenary lone wolf Axi’s reputation echoed throughout the continent!

This meant that if she could create a grand reputation under the name Ailia, then the things she said would carry significant authority.

So ultimately, it seemed to come back to being her own fault.

Her current identity lacked authority, making it difficult for people to trust her in such critical matters.

Although this was somewhat of a flaw at times, it couldn’t be denied that since it existed, there was some logic to it.

Without further ado, time flew, and the next day arrived.

They set off early from Mils Fortress, heading toward Lanahl, the capital of the Machia Republic.

The Tower of the Archmage was located within the capital Lanahl.

At this moment, the army of the Machia Republic stationed at Mils Fortress had already advanced northward to confront the orcs.

Just as Airael had anticipated, the Nick Kingdom and the Poshia Kingdom were also acting alongside them.

The three human nations launched offensives against the orcs from three directions.

Their attacks were sweeping.

No orc was to be spared.

Upon hearing the news, the Beast King immediately sprang into action, issuing a series of commands.

Those who should retreat, retreated; those who should abandon things, abandoned them; those who should hold the line had to hold firmly, and those who were to provide support needed to hurry…

A chain of actions unfolded within the orc ranks, tense yet orderly.

In no time, the entire orc race was on high alert.

The dark clouds of war loomed over the northern lands.

Before long, the advancing Nick Kingdom and Machia Republic were halted by the fortresses built by the orcs.

As for the Poshia Kingdom, the horseback nation had always preferred to detour around such formidable fortifications.

They weren’t afraid of taking the longer route.

Moreover, this time, the main forces were the Nick Kingdom and Machia Republic; the Poshia Kingdom was merely making a token appearance under pressure to comply.

Orcs seldom pillaged their lands.

Thus, there wasn’t much deep-seated hatred from them towards the orcs.

During these times, it was enough for them to just hold their ground.

Of course, the Nick Kingdom and Machia Republic didn’t place too much expectation on the Poshia Kingdom.

They had a bit of contempt for those horsemen from the plains, considering them somewhat barbaric.

But none of this concerned Airael and Axi at the moment.

Their only goal was to reach the Tower of the Archmage and verify the truth of that matter.

With urgent matters at heart, their pace naturally didn’t slow down.

After pushing through, they finally arrived at Lanahl, the capital of the Machia Republic, five days later.

Outside the city walls, Airael revealed a forced smile as she looked at the city they had finally reached.

They made it!

The journey had truly exhausted them.

Axi, who was impatient to learn the truth, wasted no minute in their travels.

He never felt tired enough to stop for a break, and once rested enough, he would immediately continue forward.

Consequently, they had spent these days camping outdoors, with their meals not particularly sumptuous.

Airael couldn’t complain about it.

After all, it wasn’t just her experiencing hardship; there was Axi, Celia, and Aurora too.

If they could endure it, there was no reason she couldn’t.

Pushed by her competitive spirit, Airael persisted.

Fortunately, they had traveled smoothly.

The security of the Machia Republic wasn’t bad; no unruly individuals or creatures interrupted their journey.

“Let’s rest well today and act tomorrow.”

Seeing Airael nearly at her limit, Axi spoke out.

With that, he led the way into the city.

Airael hurriedly followed along with Celia and Aurora.

Although Lanahl, the capital of the Machia Republic, wasn’t a coastal city like Bruz, it was a junction connecting many routes on land—a crucial transportation hub—truly deserving the saying, “All roads lead to Lanahl.”

Everything was connected to the prior conquest of Alexander.

To facilitate the army’s campaigns and logistical support, well-constructed roads were essential.

So, Alexander frequently laid down new roads.

And these weren’t just for military use; civilians could utilize them too.

Take merchants, for example.

These roads greatly eased their transportation of goods.

Thus, Lanahl was a very bustling city.

Yet, despite the bustling atmosphere, Airael had no mood to appreciate it at this moment.

She was utterly exhausted!

She had never felt this tired.

Their travels had been far too rushed.

Right now, all she wanted was to quickly find a soft, big bed and plop down for a good, long sleep.

She would deal with everything else once she woke up.