Soldiers holding rifles.

And behind them, dozens of wizards wearing the same staffs and robes stood in a line.

The magic soldiers of Rendil.

‘For such a small city-state, to have this many...’

Fizent opened his mouth inside his helmet as he observed the scene.

Although he had only possessed this body for a few months and didn't fully understand the size of a nation's military or the number of soldiers, he did know that training magicians to be soldiers was no easy feat.

That's why nobles sent their children to academies to receive specialized training, and even then, only a few showed great talent in magic.