[Lv.11 Medea’s Palace]

A lofty palace stood at the heart of Prestige. The gothic spires and stained glass gave off an antique charm and the mana crystals shone even in Prestige’s eternal darkness.

Only magic power sustained this mystical palace that represented the sovereignty of the abandoned princess, Medea.

The palace halls resembled a maze that one could only enter with her permission. The walls featured magic cannons that could shoot down any enemy. She even added 8 legs to the palace so she could escape with it. This showed how much she loved the place.

“Hmm…”

Medea’s faithful servants surrounded her. They followed her every wish and the table in front of her contained delicacies from the upper floors. However, she seemed to be in a bad mood despite all this.

Only one thing bothered her.

No one in Prestige would have the skills to craft such an item.

Medea thought back to the event she held 4 days ago. The robe belonged to the first ranked man named Buyong. The surface flowed like water and its beautiful engravings exuded a faint aura of artistic magic power that could only be seen by those who possessed an aesthetic eye. Medea could see the aura and it felt so natural as if it had been created like that.

Who could have made such a robe?

She grew curious since no one in Prestige had such skills. She would’ve brought them to the palace a long time ago. Someone like that couldn’t be found outside the 3rd floor either....