Louis followed behind the Supreme Mage Aurelian, stepping into the Mage Forest.
The outermost area already revealed an entirely different aura from the outside world.
Tall yet humble Mage Towers were scattered among the woods, their towers covered in the marks of time's erosion.
There was no bustling, nor could one speak of affluence here.
Louis could see mages in magic robes busying themselves, some transporting materials, some recording runes, while others stood on open platforms repeatedly calibrating arrays.
When they saw Aurelian appear, their conversations immediately ceased.
Whether it was the older High-tier Mages or the Magic Apprentices who had just stepped into the field of alchemy, they all simultaneously stopped their work, cleared the path in the center of the road, placed a hand on their chest, and bowed their heads in genuine respect without any concealment.
Aurelian merely nodded slightly in response, his pace unaffected.
