Upon hearing this, the stunned Gandalf finally came back to his senses, though he was still quite shocked.
Of course, amidst his shock, the trace of unwillingness in his heart from not being able to follow Isaac also vanished into thin air. From Isaac's few simple words, he felt as if he had seen a Wizard Civilization where Magic was as dazzling as the stars in the sky!
'If I could go to a civilization like that, it'd be worth dying for!'
More importantly, he was now one hundred percent certain he could go to that world. After all, the Philo they were following was also from that world, and she was the Eldest Princess of a recently fallen Empire!
Recently fallen, Empire, Eldest Princess...
These three simple phrases were enough to spark infinite flights of fancy in one's mind!
'Surely, even a fallen Empire must possess an incredibly brilliant Magic!'
Gandalf thought to himself.
