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She had a pretty face and a cold temperament. The magic aura on her body was quite dense. It was obvious that she was a high-level mage.

" I've found the hiding place of the Withering King, Hibbert!"

The female mage's voice was very clear.

" The Church of Wither's headquarters is indeed built deep in the Hellen Mountains. It's hard to imagine how they managed to cross half of the Hellen Mountains and the vast Cloud Highlands to send a large number of cultists to the Watcher Highlands. I'm guessing that there must be advanced mages among them, and they must have built long-distance teleportation platforms in many places on the Cloud Highlands. Otherwise, there would not be such a grand siege that night."

After saying this.

She turned to look at Matthew with a cold expression and raised her chin.

"Who is this man?"

Hibbert explained,

"Martin.

" A registered mage sent by the Silver Council."