If construction is completed, it can be imagined that this would definitely be a city armed to the teeth.
The ability to mobilize so much manpower and resources is truly astonishing.
Lear appeared in front of the city with his army without concealing any trace.
This immediately aroused the vigilance of the city guards, and in a moment, a clear eagle cry rang out.
Instantly, several squadrons of royal griffins flew out from within the city.
These high-tier units were arrayed neatly and with a majestic presence, clearly elite forces at a glance.
The leader, wearing a silver helmet, clad in a blood-red cloak, tall and imposing, with the knight's gaze scrutinized them.
"Halt..."
The voice had just fallen when he clearly saw the vine-formed visage of Lear.
His expression was startled, and then with a bit of hesitation, said:
"You are... Lord Lear?!"
Lear's face showed a hint of a smile.
"If I remember correctly... you're called Rekell? The guard of Firina's estate."
