A two-on-two duel between four Great Mages. As a result, a hole had been punched through the mountain range near the northern limit line. The land here now stretched out into a plain almost all the way to the horizon.
Because of this new terrain, the imperial family drew up a plan to advance north. However, the public reaction was not as great as expected. The last great magical beast invasion had ended without causing any damage, and the age had already begun viewing magical beasts as an alternative raw material for mana stones.
The 1st Corps Commander Grahanam was not pleased with the situation. Standing on the northern land that had been transformed into a plain, he silently surveyed his surroundings. His gaze settled on his subordinates, who were surveying the ground.
One of the seniors spoke to a junior.
“Hey! Aren’t you checking the margin of error over there?! If you leave it like that, we’ll be in serious trouble when we lay the railway.”
“I-I’ll correct it!”
The role of a veteran soldier was to keep the juniors in line. Whether they proved it through their actions after dying or through their words while alive, as long as they could do that, they could be called good seniors. Grahanam nodded slowly as he watched the scene.