They are the main force to counter the Church.
The current Mages are quite vigorous. If the Federation has a chance to survive, perhaps after developing for a hundred years... no, if everything goes smoothly, maybe only fifty years are needed for them to be able to participate in the power struggle with Holy Briania.
But for now, it's still far from enough...
At least, it won't be achievable until the Floating City Plan can be smoothly initiated.
What a cold and harsh reality... Clearly, it feels like the Mages have climbed one tier after another over the years, but when they finally get a chance to see the summit, they are faced with such a cruel outcome.
"Perhaps you are right, we really should prepare a bit more."
Luxius sighed softly, fixed his gaze on Olivia, and said:
"Are you alright? Making a move again at the border must have taken quite a toll on your body, hasn't it? If this continues, even Lord Bartlet will not be able to help stabilize your Spiritual Body World."
