Kaito's gaze locked with Kirin's. His voice, curt and matter-of-fact, acknowledged, "Your name suits you, Kirin."

"Thanks, I suppose," Kirin replied, uncertain how to respond.

Kaito sensed Kirin's unease and paused, contemplating his next words. "How much do you know about our land?"

Kirin hesitated before answering. "Just that it's far to the north. A carriage ride would take months, I reckon."

"No need to fret. We'll teleport to the next village," Kaito reassured. "Now, let's discuss the maps. Do you recall anything about our region's geography?"

Kirin nodded slowly. "I learned the basics, but nothing about magic or combat. Just numbers, history, and a bit about monsters."

Leaning in, Kaito's eyes shimmered with ancient wisdom as he began recounting the geography. Kirin, enthralled, listened intently, yearning for each detail.

"You see, Kirin," Kaito began, his voice carrying the weight of centuries, "thousands of years ago, there were four demon kings of unparalleled might. Their mere existence posed a threat to the safety of humans, Beastmen, Dwarves, and Elves alike."

Kirin nodded, fully engaged in Kaito's words. "So what happened? I might have missed the classes and don't recall the specifics."

A slight smile graced Kaito's lips as he pressed on. "To shield these races from the demon kings' fury, the legendary Dragon King, Xenon, descended upon Earth. He shouldered the immense burden of waging a war that spanned a thousand years against those four rulers of darkness."

Kirin nodded, urging Kaito to divulge more. "And then?"

"The Dragon King," Kaito responded, a touch of pride in his voice. "After a prolonged and savage struggle, Xenon emerged triumphant, banishing the demon kings from our realm. But the victory exacted its toll."

Curiosity gleamed in Kirin's eyes as he sought further revelation. "What came next?"

"As a consequence of that war, the continent itself fractured," Kaito explained. "The right side became Rex, a land where humans settled and flourished, their dominance stretching across the vast expanse."

Absorbing the information, Kirin nodded, his mind processing the facts. "And the other side, Lex?"

Kaito's gaze shifted westward, a hint of enigma lingering in his voice. "In Lex, the demi-humans found solace. To the south and east, the Elves have preserved their age-old wisdom and reign, guiding their lands even to this day. In the north, the Dwarves and Beastmen forged unyielding alliances, safeguarding their territories with unwavering strength. And in the west, the Fishmen dwell, their existence shrouded in rumors and legends."

"Now let me tell you about White-tiger Arch-Dukedom," he said, his eyes shining with anticipation.

White-tiger Dukedom, nestled in the northwestern part of the Empire of the Phoenix Flame, was adorned with a collection of formidable walls that protected its lands and defined its character. Each wall had a tale to tell - stories of strength, guardianship, and the diverse realms that comprised the dukedom.

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White-tiger Arch-Dukedom, situated in the far reaches of the Empire of the Phoenix Flame, boasted a tapestry of protective walls that shaped its very essence. Let us delve into these walls and the realms they safeguarded.

At the outermost edge stood the mighty Wall Nexus, towering up to fifty meters in height. It served as the bulwark for the Nexus realm, perpetually besieged by hordes of relentless monsters from the untamed northern wilderness. Within the Nexus realm, the illustrious Fangs Mage Squad thrived, consisting exclusively of valiant Beastmen hailing from various clans. The Fangs fearlessly defended the dukedom against the monstrous onslaught, their ranks replenished with a fresh squad dispatched every six moons.

Progressing further inward, we confronted the resolute Ozone Wall, protecting the Ozone Domain. This region was renowned for its rugged landscapes and dense woodlands. Despite economic challenges, the Ozone Domain acted as an alluring canvas for budding adventurers in search of their fortunes. The Ozone Wall, fortified by ancient magic and potent enchantments, repelled all attempts at infiltration. Trade caravans and diplomatic emissaries from the inner reaches of White-tiger Arch-Dukedom maintained an unwavering connection, providing steadfast support to the region.

Continuing our journey towards the heart of the dukedom, we encountered Wall Vex within the Vex Domain. This realm boasted a diverse tapestry of landscapes, ranging from fertile plains to undulating hills and bustling towns. Wall Vex sprawled across vast expanses, intricately woven with arcane partitions, creating an intricate web of defense. Strategically positioned within the domain were four mage headquarters, acting as bastions of strategic fortitude.

Lastly, enclosing the Noble Domain, the very core of White-tiger Arch-Dukedom, stood the impregnable Wall Asterix. This formidable barrier existed to safeguard the noble realm, ensuring the secure existence of the revered White-tiger family.

Kirin's mind spun with questions, thoughts swirling like a tempest as he absorbed the perplexing knowledge of the towering walls that partitioned the realms of the White-tiger Dukedom. The task's enormity left him bewildered, unable to grasp the genesis of such imposing structures.

"How were these walls crafted?" Kirin blurted out, his curiosity impossible to contain.

Kaito, the noble patriarch of the White-tiger family, bestowed upon him a knowing smile. "That, for now, is a secret. you will find out eventually," he enigmatically replied. Sensing there was more to unravel, Kirin chose not to delve further.

As they journeyed along the open road, traversing vast landscapes that seemed to stretch into infinity, a sense of monotony settled upon Kirin. However, a surge of relief washed over him as they neared the nearest city, yearning for a change from the repetitious scenery.

Upon entering the city gates, they dismounted their steeds. Kaito, resplendent in regal attire, commanded respect and attention, while Kirin, draped in tattered rags, attracted quizzical gazes and puzzled expressions from onlookers. The stark contrast in their appearances sparked curiosity, prompting whispered inquiries about their affiliation.

They made their way toward the citadel of mages, where ten sentinels fixated their gaze on Kirin with a mixture of curiosity and unease. A ripple of anxiety coursed through him as he met their disconcerting stares.

Kaito immersed himself in discussions with the mages, leaving Kirin to linger among them. With a mere gesture, Kaito silently conveyed the need for Kirin to wait patiently. The minutes stretched like sluggish tendrils as Kirin observed the interplay between Kaito and the mages. Half an hour passed before Kaito nonchalantly took his place beside Kirin, now encircled by the mages.

Unexpectedly, the floor beneath them shimmered with an otherworldly glow, and an intricate tapestry of arcane symbols bathed their surroundings in luminosity. A pulsating aura enveloped them, as if the very essence of magic surged forth. Before Kirin could fully grasp the unfolding spectacle, an intense radiance erupted, piercing the heavens above. In an instant, they were whisked away, transported to the heart of the Noble Domain of the White-tiger Dukedom through a conjured teleportation circle.