On an early autumn evening, a carriage was racing across the plains.
This was the territory of Hilivar, the great empire founded by the elves—those sharp‑eared beings marked by their powerful affinity with nature magic and the phenomenon known as the mana surge. On the northern continent, Hilivar was second to none.
Its land area was at least three times that of the Holy Kingdom of Milcandis. If you added the unclaimed islands to the west and the stretches of land bordering the Netherworld in the south, Hilivar’s territory would be even larger still.
It hadn’t always been that...
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