"Hey, have you heard? We're about to go to war with the Black Wizards."
"Oh my god! Why? Can't everyone just live peacefully? Why does there have to be war?"
"What's so good about peace? I've long grown tired of this monotonous life with no room to advance. Now, this war is the perfect chance to make some achievements. They say fighting bravely might even earn you the qualification to enter Netta!"
The news about the thousand-year blood moon had gradually spread over the past few days, and the apprentices of the Tower had heard of the impending war with the Black Wizards. The entire Shadow Land was shrouded in an atmosphere of tension, like a storm brewing.
Some apprentices were anxious and terrified, wracking their brains to find ways to avoid the war. Others were excited and thrilled, eagerly waiting to make achievements in combat and change their fate.
...
Lynch had named his alchemy guard "Iron Armor Little Treasure."
