"Whoosh—"
A fierce wind rushed in, with the sound of robes and hair being blown.
As the perspective kept shifting, a vast, lofty sky appeared in view.
Under the azure sky, clouds drifted, and several seemingly reachable silver-white towers stood, with gigantic rotating rings at their tops.
At that moment, a clear, cheerful voice of a young boy came from the scene.
The voice shouted to Benny,
"Benny, do you see it? This is the scenery you've seen before..."
Benny stood still, staring blankly at the scene before him, his lips trembling slightly, light constantly flickering and fading in his eyes.
For a long time, until the light of the spell projection before him completely dimmed.
In the vast, silent space of the Secret Realm, Benny's voice echoed, low and imbued with indescribable emotions.
"Fiona, this boy, he actually reached the top."
.....
A tranquil and peaceful garden.
Golden sunlight spread over the vibrant grass.
