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"Is that the Northern Gate ahead?"
Standing aboard the hovering aircraft, the figure dressed in a pristine white silk suit stared at the narrow, vertical 'mountain pass' displayed on the monitor in front of him.
"Yes,"
The man beside him, wearing a plain gray military uniform, responded calmly, "Once we pass through the Northern Gate, Dawn City is within reach. We should arrive at the destination on schedule."
"Underestimating the enemy is never a good habit,"
The figure in the white suit snorted coldly, "Don't say I didn't warn you. Suote is just behind Minte City at the Northern Gate. Watch out for any tricks he might pull."
"Mr. Dailot,"
The man in the gray military uniform glanced sideways at the man in the white suit, "Ains is indeed a fine place, but high walls often obstruct one's vision. Dismissing the combat capabilities of two major mercenary corps without witnessing an actual battlefield might come across as a bit...ignorant."
