The Flare Nation

Flarong soon brought Merlin and Setoh to the capital of the Flare Nation!

It was called Flare City, and from a distance, it looked like a mass of flame or a sea of fire. There was a faint but formless force shrouding the entire city.

"This is Flare City?"

Merlin asked softly. Flare City was not simple at all. The hidden protective layer had made him feel slightly troubled. Only someone comparable to an Honored Legend would be able to make that.

Wizard Setoh's expression was also grave as he said, "Be careful. This civilization isn't simple!"

Flarong easily flew the three birds in the sky, and swiftly landed outside a palace. The three then jumped down.

"Gentlemen, let's go. This is where His Majesty the King recruits contenders."

As they followed Flarong into the palace, they found around twenty to thirty people had gathered, all with a fire marking on their foreheads. Therefore, Merlin and Setoh were very conspicuous when they arrived.