In the blink of an eye, half a year passed.
It was now December.
Inside the Mage Tower, before the white stone steps, the Cross-Plane Teleportation Array radiated a bright glow.
As mana trembled, the dimensional passage opened.
A group of people emerged from the blue-and-white Light Gate.
Amid the fading tremors of the surrounding Witchcraft Energy, dozens of figures now stood before the wizards stationed inside the tower.
"Welcome to the 'Nihebul Wizard Tower.'"
"Nihebul... Wizard Tower..."
Seraphina murmured softly and gave a slight nod in greeting.
The princess of Tijara, a free kingdom in Temple World Eglis, still wore a pale-gold dress, her face as cold and bright as the moon.
But unlike when they had first met, she had long since grown into an intelligent and beautiful Formal Wizard.
Beside her stood Zaif, Pol, and the others, their faces showing faint excitement.
For the first time in their wizarding careers, they had stepped beyond their Native World and arrived in the legendary otherworld.
The officials in charge of the teleportation station came forward and simply asked them to present their identification. After confirming that everything was in order, they raised their hands and drew several runes.
The heavy obsidian doors opened silently, revealing a long passage.
It was eerily quiet inside. Magic crystals embedded in the walls gave off a dim blue light, illuminating stone walls covered in ancient runes.
Zaif and the others followed one after another. Before long, they arrived before a Suspension Ladder floating in midair. Once they stepped onto it, it began steadily rising.
"The mana around us seems to be growing denser..."
"How incredible..."
Some apprentices secretly communicated with one another.
At last, when the Suspension Ladder stopped, a metal door engraved with images of the sun, moon, and stars appeared before