The moment Julius and Rosalina arrived on the 101st floor of the Treasure Tower, a voice echoed through the unfamiliar space.
"You have finally come..."
Both of them flinched at the sudden greeting before turning toward its source. Before them stretched a room that was surprisingly ordinary in its design, resembling the kind of spacious bedroom Julius had back at his residence.
It was large by the standards of an ordinary household, with enough room to accommodate several people comfortably, but it lacked the grandeur one might have expected from the final floor of a tower that had existed for countless years.
There were no elaborate decorations, no intricate magical formations carved into the walls, and no treasures displayed behind protective barriers.
Instead, the room was furnished with the accessories and necessities of an ordinary household, giving it a lived-in atmosphere that seemed entirely out of place in a structure of such significance.
