172 Beautiful

It was nighttime as the Ilalian Lands came to view… and it was just beautiful.

All the others could see were silhouettes, but Liam zoomed in and saw the vast array of colors that lands consisted of.

Towering mountains stretching into gray clouds filled his vision. They were blocky in shape and weren't sloped like normal, like square pillars connected to the skies gradually thinning out from the base.

Lowering his gaze, Liam inspected the borders and docking ports that accepted the incoming ships, stretching as far as his eye could see.

Scattered orbs of bright white light illuminated the space. Like pole lights, they were connected to the end of a tall, curved plant.

On high towers, stern-faced, burly men wearing layered robes firmly directed the sailors on where to go.

'They're strong. There are even Rank 3 Magi among them. Hiding my appearance won't be as easy anymore.'