Ethan didn't hesitate.
He spent two million one hundred thousand gold coins to upgrade the barracks, immediately integrating the Steel Vein military complex into Goldenveil's Magic Vein.
The next moment, gently wrapping his arm around his mother's waist, he took a firm step backward, guiding her along with him.
"Ethan… this is…" Amelia's voice came out almost as a whisper, her eyes glimmering with an unfamiliar brightness as she felt the mana beneath her feet flow toward the barracks' walls.
Soon after, an immense transformation spell began to take shape in the air before her.
She tried to trace the magical lines that only she, standing there, could see, but even her eyes could only follow them for a mere 0.7 seconds before losing them in the tangle.
The complexity of that spell bordered on the incomprehensible.
The mind of a fifth-stage mage already operated at a speed far superior to that of an ordinary person.
