It wasn’t just something said in passing. Talk like that had genuinely circulated among Britain’s leadership before.
「What kind of country is this? The land where Merlin was born and Harry Potter grew up! If magic has a homeland, it is here, and if mages have a city, it is here! So let us enthrone the King of Mages as our Overking and rebirth Britain as the nation of mages! Make Great Britain Great Again!」
「……What are you doing? Drag them out!」
“A-Anyway! If it’s America you’re concerned about, you should be looking over there, not at us.”
Following Anjali’s gesture, Shega looked beyond the dome roof.
There was a beam of light that had been cutting across the skies of Seoul since yesterday afternoon.
“Rumor has it that the Aegis Guild Master is involved with that pillar shaped like a cross.”
Shega narrowed her eyes further.
‘Well. That shape is the symbol of that religion.’
“Looks like even the Commonwealth still hasn’t figured out what’s going on?”
“Excuse me, Ms. Shega Azadi? Where do you think we are? This is Korea. The place ruled by the master of magic.”
Anjali shook her head with an incredulous expression.
“We don’t have Arthur’s Excalibur, Jin’s Lamp, or even Solomon’s Lemegeton. We have absolutely nothing we can use to counter it, so how could we possibly see through what’s happening in the King’s own backyard?”
No matter how much they postured and claimed superiority over one another, in the end…