For the Sorcerer Tower, the Mage Association, forever gazing into the starry sky, is considered less trustworthy than the future deity of this very world.
Moreover, he doesn't require faith to accept disciples.
For most magicians, joining a nation is a desired fortune.
In the past, nations sought independent magicians, not ones affiliated with any organization.
That kind of legendary warlock leading a large group of followers would be vehemently rejected by other nations.
Magicians are just impulsive, not foolish.
Of course, they had no choice but to keep company with the Mage Association, for even their own can come to blows.
"Sir, you don't seem worried about so many magicians moving nearby?"
"They will probably live in the Border City," Hill said indifferently, "His Majesty the King has always wanted to deploy the army to the south. Now there is no need to worry about magical beasts attacking the city all the time."
