“...”

Silence descended upon the clearing…

Scratch, scratch!

Rahmadat scratched his shoulder and asked, “What are you talking about?”

“What? You don’t know about the Age of Glory?” Skaya asked.

“Nope. I haven’t even watched the show called The Wild Ages or whatever that frost kid keeps on recommending to me.”

“Wrong. It’s not the Wild Ages, it’s the Age of Barbarians,” the Frost Queen complained.

“This is absurd…” Skaya sighed and started her lecture on the Age of Glory.

“All right. The Age of Glory is a brilliant ultra-ancient civilization. It is the foundation of today’s Ruben Empire.”

“I think I’ve heard of it before,” said Son Chae-Won with a nod. It wasn’t strange that she had heard of it because she was an intellectual as well. “I heard that the magic circuit techniques and arts that the people of Frontier are currently using have been greatly influenced by the records made during the Age of Glory…”

“Yep! Now, we’re talking! You all know about the very first archmage, right? I’m talking about the archmage who built the Magic Tower hundreds of years ago and the one who established Blackfield.”

Everyone nodded.

“He’s not technically the very first archmage,” Skaya said. She shook the book of Chaos Magic in her hand before continuing. “His knowledge of magic actually came from this...