471 The Ideal Magical World

Everyone in Benjamin’s company were shocked.

Weren’t the mages nonexistent here on the grasslands? Why would they suddenly be meeting the mages here on the battlefield?

They headed towards the source of the magical disturbances.

Very quickly they saw what was happening at the source.

Beneath the clear moonlight, they could see two groups of herdsman that made up a total of about a hundred people, facing each other on the field before them. And among the herdsman they could see two mages that looked very young...they could be apprentice mages. Their mouths chanted and conjured a beginner level magic of icicles that looked like flames and threw it at their opponent.

Their magic looked really weak, it looked like they were having a snowball fight. It couldn’t even be described as a "fight".

Benjamin frowned when he saw this.

What are these people doing?

He looked at the mages behind him, and flew to the sky after giving it some thought.