Staring at the hidden passage revealed behind the stone wall, the Third Princess shot Alan a surprised glance before following him deeper into the corridor.
Soon, they reached the end of the passage. Both Alan and the Third Princess stopped in their tracks, eyes gleaming with excitement as they gazed at a majestic, ancient castle ahead.
The castle was incredibly old—no one could tell how many years it had stood. Its stone walls, covered in crisscrossing cracks, exuded a profound sense of time.
Above the ancient gates floated a staff, emerald green in color, seemingly crafted from the branch of a divine tree. It radiated a rich aura of life.
Though it hovered there in silence, elemental energy clustered around it like thick clouds.
The first thought that came to both Alan and the Third Princess was clear:
This staff was anything but ordinary!
A staff that could stir the elements of heaven and earth was exceedingly rare—each one a priceless treasure.
