239: Chapter 239 Golan Fortress Abandoned? Sylvia's Alertness!

Western Front, Golan Fortress.

Lead-gray clouds hung low over the fortress.

Inside a laboratory in Lenhe Magic Tower.

Sylvia stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the battle on the distant walls, her brows furrowed slightly.

Recently, the Night Federation's offensive had become increasingly fierce, as if something was driving them to charge regardless of casualties.

This was somewhat abnormal.

Just then, her personal maid, Winona, gently pushed the door open and entered, bowing slightly as she said:

"Miss, someone from the family has arrived. They are currently in the third-floor reception room, and your mentor, Lady Delia, is also there."

Upon hearing this, Sylvia withdrew her gaze from outside the window and nodded: "Understood."

She took off her silver-threaded experimental gloves, adjusted her sleeves, then walked out of the laboratory and headed towards the third floor along the spiral staircase.

The third-floor reception room was sparsely furnished.

An oil painting depicting the starry sky and the ocean hung on the wall, and several green potted plants were placed by the window.

Two people were sitting on the sofa in the room, conversing.

Sylvia entered the room and looked over.

One was her mentor, Lady Delia.

And the other was a young man who looked to be in his early thirties.

This is... Her cousin, Maxim Latour?

Sylvia hadn't expected that the person from the family Winona mentioned would be this cousin.

She remembered that her cousin's branch mainly operated in Weixino City in the Eastern Territory; she hadn't expected him to come to the Western Territory.

At this moment, the two people talking on the sofa noticed that Sylvia had arrived.

Lady Delia saw her favorite student standing at the doorway, a smile appearing on her face as she beckoned her over.

Maxim also stood up.

He watched as this famous cousin in the Latour Family walked in, a flash of undisguised amazement crossing his eyes—

At such an age, a Sixth-Circle Mage!

Only one step away from being a Seventh-Circle Archmage!

And she had even furthered her studies at Lenhe Magic Tower, a holy land for spatial magic.

Nowadays, the outer seas of the Eastern Territory were becoming increasingly unsettled.

From time to time, demons and devils would cross over from spatial rifts in the outer seas into the Prime Material Plane, colluding with those cultists of evil gods to cause trouble.

The Eastern Territory was in urgent need of more spatial casters to handle these thorny issues.

"Long time no see, Cousin Sylvia." Maxim spoke first.

Sylvia walked forward and nodded slightly: "Cousin Maxim, long time no see. I didn't expect you to come to the Western Territory."

After the two exchanged brief greetings, Maxim didn't waste time with small talk and went straight to the point.

He took a parchment scroll from his bosom, unfolded it, and laid it on the table; it was stamped with the gold-embossed seal of the Vilantia United Trade Alliance:

"Cousin Sylvia, I have come this time representing the Vilantia United Trade Alliance to formally invite Lady Delia and you to the Eastern Territory."

"The Trade Alliance has already prepared a suitable magic tower for you in Weixino City."

"Whether it is the laboratory equipment configuration or the grade of the defensive magic arrays, everything has been prepared to the highest standard, sufficient to perfectly unleash your capabilities."

He paused, then added: "I have already reported this matter to Uncle, and he has agreed, sending me here to seek your opinion."

Upon hearing this, Sylvia's eyes flickered slightly.

She did not answer immediately, but turned to look at her mentor, Lady Delia, who was sitting on the sofa.

Her teacher was one of the three current Archmages of Lenhe Magic Tower.

With the battle situation at Golan Fortress so tense right now, why would she agree to go to Weixino City in the Eastern Territory at this time?

Lady Delia nodded gently.

Seeing this, Sylvia carefully chose her words and asked: "Teacher, the situation at Golan Fortress is currently critical. Isn't it a bit inappropriate to leave the front line at this time? Could we go later, once the battle situation stabilizes?"

Lady Delia was taken aback at first, then realized, and gently tapped her forehead: "Oh, Sylvia, you have been busy with the spatial stability project in the laboratory, I forgot to tell you."

"In about half a month, the Empire will officially abandon Golan Fortress."

"The assets and important supplies in the rear have already been mostly evacuated."

"At that time, the imperial defense line will contract to the Yinhui City line, opening up the path for the Night Federation to the Northern Territory."

She paused, then added: "By the way, those friends you have recently made at Lenhe Magic Tower, if they want to come along, you can bring them."

"But do not tell them about Golan Fortress for now; this matter is currently still a secret."

Sylvia was stunned upon hearing this. She had indeed been busy with experiments lately, but what did opening the Northern Territory passage mean? What had happened in the Northern Territory?

Thinking of this, she became alert and pressed: "What happened to the Northern Territory? Why abandon Golan Fortress and open up this so-called Northern Territory passage?"

Lady Delia was slightly taken aback by this.

She had not expected this disciple, who was usually focused on academic research, to be interested in Northern Territory affairs.

But she didn't think too much about it and explained casually: "As for the Northern Territory... it's about the resurgence of the Red Moon. The gods of the Night Federation are very interested in the current faith of the Northern Territory and want to go north to spread their teachings."

"And as for the Empire, since the faith of the believers in the Northern Territory is no longer suitable for the Path of Dawn, there is no point in continuing to guard the Northern Territory, so they don't want to block them anymore and intend to open the passage to let them go north."

Sylvia listened quietly, but her expression grew increasingly ugly.

The Western Territory and the Northern Territory were being abandoned?!

The Western Territory was one thing, but the Northern Territory?!

Thinking of this, she couldn't stay still.

"Sorry, mentor, I need to contact my father to understand some more specific details."

After saying this, without waiting for Lady Delia and Cousin Maxim to respond, she turned and hurried out of the reception room.

Lady Delia watched Sylvia's retreating figure as she hurried away and raised an eyebrow slightly.

But she didn't take it to heart, just thinking that this child was quite caring.

However, the abandonment of Golan Fortress was a destined outcome.

Although Duke Latour held a lofty position, in matters involving the game of divine faith, he also had no say at all.

The Church was the dominant force in this.

She withdrew her gaze, picked up the teacup on the table, took a gentle sip, and continued to converse with Maxim.

The Vilantia United Trade Alliance. This was a truly trans-continental organization.

If it weren't for the Latour Family acting as a bridge, others might not necessarily have come to invite her.

Thinking of this, she became even more satisfied with her favorite student, Sylvia.