As Konet's words fell, the sound of heavy gears turning echoed, and the metal gate of the giant castle's courtyard slowly opened. Several teams of dwarf elf soldiers and alchemical golems filed out, once again forming a welcoming formation.
From the noticeably brighter red armor, it wasn't difficult to see that these dwarf elf soldiers were clearly a professional ceremonial guard.
Upon seeing this scene, Leo Ray nodded slightly.
Although humans have long resided in a corner of the world, his presence here as the supreme ruler of the human dominion was undoubtedly a formal diplomatic activity.
Therefore, even though the formation was not particularly grand, it already demonstrated sufficient friendliness and goodwill.
After all, in this world of survival of the fittest in the Outer Region, only the strong can earn the respect of others.
"Speaking of which, are there another hundred Tier 5 alchemy puppets?"
