My name is Kingsley Seth and I, along with all 7 billion+ people on Earth got transferred into a planet said to be 50,000x bigger than the Earth. Having no choice but to listen to a system whose only defining feature was it's absolute fair judgement. This is a story of how we try to overcome the dangers of this new world. Not just physically but also mentally... well, this is a story of how they survive. I live in a massive castle and it is served by beautiful maids and incredibly powerful guards. I hope they survive
He didn't need to worry that they wouldn't do as he wanted—they were literally one with the wind. Even in the most airtight room, air still exists. It may be stagnant, but it will exist. They were the best for such a surveillance situation.
Kingsley wondered why he hadn't thought of this when he wanted to spy on the Euroans or the Dead Lands.
Sylphs could enter and exit anywhere almost undetected because they were just the wind. No one would think otherwise.
With them sent out, Kingsley believed that news would reach his ears in a day or two. After all, even with such powerful means, it still takes time to gather information.
In the meantime, he chose to work on turning his kingdom into a standardized empire. The system had already given him the title of Emperor, and his small kingdom was now an Empire, so he had to live up to that hype.