Ten days later, Velin cleared the final trial.
Looking at the Soul Intent grade low-level Frost Giant puppet with its core shattered, Velin lay sprawled on the ground without a shred of dignity, staring up at the sky and enjoying a moment of peace.
He had done more thinking in these ten days than he had in the past decade.
"Young Master Velin, congratulations on completing the three trials."
"In half an hour, I will send you out of the Trial Secret Realm."
As the voice from the sky faded, a badge appeared in midair and slowly descended into Velin's hand.
Sitting up, he carefully examined the writing on the badge.
Unfortunately, it was neither Common Tongue nor Elvish.
Looking up at the ceiling of the Trial Main Hall, Velin silently calculated the time in his mind.
Seconds ticked by, and half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
Boom—
Boom—
As the bells rang, a Space Gate appeared beneath Velin's feet.
He looked back. He had spent ten days here as well. He wondered when his father would next enter this place.
As light emerged, Velin vanished from the Trial Secret Realm.
Inside the central control hub of the Floating City, Velin opened his eyes and looked at the two people playing chess.
Hearing the movement, Duke Moravia turned to Velin and asked with a smile, "How did it feel?"
Velin walked straight to his grandfather's side, plopped down onto the floor, and replied with a grin, "It felt pretty good! But when I think about how my father won't get to experience this kind of fun anytime soon, I can't help feeling sorry for him."
Hearing Velin's words, Duke Moravia's expression turned rather strange. After pondering for a long while, he slowly said, "Your father is